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Danielle cherished family, friends and life. She had her whole life planned out; her husband, number of kids, two dogs and would be a dermatologist, a career where she could help others but have time for her family.
Christi had just enrolled in college. She just began taking First Baptist Church shuttles downtown every Thursday to befriend the homeless. Just chit chatting with them and letting them know they had a friend. In her journals, she was determined to turn her life around and she started by helping others. She volunteered often for the M.U.S.T. Ministries to help set up their clothing shop for the homeless and the children's center. She helped cooked their meals. She helped do their laundry. She wanted to go into a field helping others. She would have changed at least one person's life, for the better, when they thought there was no more hope. She didn't show up last Thursday. She died.
In the months before she was killed, 21-year-old Anke Furber had been acting scared and she seemed to know she was in danger. Several days after Furber's charred remains were discovered in a small vineyard in Norcross, Anke's mom, Ria, found a note in Anke's desk at home in Marietta. In it, Anke seemed to foreshadow her own death. She wrote, "My parents would surely grieve the loss of their wonderful daughter whose craziness would soon lead to her slaughter". Ria isnt sure exactly when the note was written, but believes it was written in a close time frame to the actual murder.
At 22 years old, Levi had goals and ambitions of being a business owner, a husband and a father. He loved his family and friends with everything in him and would do anything for you. His shyness and manners we're a shining attribute to who he was. Unfortunately, Levi befriended someone who for nearly three years took advantage of his kindness and when asked to leave his home, he killed him. If he would have just walked out the door as asked, Levi would still be here today. We'll never know all the wonderful things that Levi would have accomplished, but we know he was a "Friend" till the end.
Ephraim was 21 yrs old when he prematurely transitioned to the other side. He was a very warm hearted young man. And was always available to help friends and family. As his cousin Ben said about him: "You can lay a 1,000. on the table and know completely that Ephraim would have never taken it". He spent most of his days at Antique World in Clarence , NY which was owned and operated by his Uncle. That was my sons world. A world he will no longer be able to participate in. He is sorely missed by his family and friends.
Mark suffered a brain injury at the age of 19 the night of a high school prom. Mark died at the age of 25. Life was hard for Mark, he lived an aphasic life. Mark struggled to relearn his alphabet and to speak again. Neuro rehab, drug rehab, jails, institutions and death. Mark was disabled and a fighter all at the same time. College, heavy equipment operator, volunteering were all part of these six years. Mark loved kids and wished he had one. Due to the selfish reasoning of his so called friends, Mark will never be able to achieve his dreams that he fought so hard for. Mark's struggle is over !! PEACE..........
His friends describe him as a kind, warm hearted, full of energy, always smiling, and a very silly young man. They also said that whenever Sean walked into a room that he had the ability lighting up the room because he was full of life and energy! He loved his dad, his mom, and his sister very much. He had a very special bond with his great grandma Efford and his great aunt Charlene whom also up in heaven with him. A warm hug from Sean was just another way that he showed his affection to his family and friends
When Cayte was in the middle school she was on the track team, she was a cheerleader for the Nor-Roc Vikings, she was on a soccer team, and she loved attending the dances at the Sad Cafe. When she went to high school, all of those activities stopped. The sad reason was because she was too old. All the kids have, once they reach high school, are the woods and the homes of friends when the parents are at work. If she had activities to do after school when she went to high school, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
From her birth to her passing Katty touched so many lives. Not only did her family have the joy of watching her grow from a 6 pound baby girl to a beautiful young woman, but so many others did as well. The lives she touched are too many to fathom. Her beauty and grace preceded her where ever she went. Her heart was made of fine gold and she cared for others always before herself. She was not just special to all of us but to the Lord who saw fit to call her home at such a young age. Her mansion was ready! When we think of Katty now we all can be at peace because we know she is with her Lord, never to face this harsh world we live in day to day. She is with us always when we remember her smile, her touch, and her kind words. We all had the pleasure of being touched by an ANGEL!
We want our son's name to be Remembered and to bring hope and joy out of something that has been the darkest and heartbreaking days of our families life. JP was very out spoken and we have decided to be that way on this site and to be his voice about the drug companies and the public official's that sit back and do nothing. If we could save one person from what our family had to go Through and is still going Through, it would be all worth it We will not stop until the truth gets out. We want his memory to live on.
Time has gone by so quickly and it seems like we haven't seen your face in forever. Our hearts are broken, our tears flow so freely and our souls feel empty. Michael, you left us with so many happy memories but the memories can never take your place. We know you and your uncle Sam are saving a place for those who cherished you the most.
Two weeks before he died, Chuck called me on the phone. He was excited to tell me he was joining the National Guard. He had begun to think about being a History Teacher. He planned to attend school after basic training. He also mentioned a new girlfriend. He was pretty crazy about her but wanted to give things a little more time before making her "meet the parents". Still, we made plans to meet for lunch once July wound down. He thought we might all get together and told me not to worry, he had a job and would help pay the check. The first time I met the young lady he was so crazy about was as she cried herself senseless over his casket. She laid a broken heart chain and necklace across his hands. She wore the mating half around her slender neck. Her courage in court helped to solidify the deal that sent a drug dealer to prison. I hope she, and Chuck's other friends, make the right decision and swear off drug use so we may never see their faces on these pages.
Everyone ever touched by Miranda. This will be a tribute to the life she lived. She was the most remarkable and inspirational woman I have ever known. I was in awe of my own daughter. Even as her mother, her beauty took my breath away, and as she walked this earth from her crawling stages to adulthood her beauty from the inside amazed me. Miranda loved about every living thing and each friend she had she made her relationship with them special and unique.
Jamie was a very loving son, brother, grandson, nephew, boyfriend and friend.. Most importantly he was the best father anyone could have asked for.. Even though he was only 16 when he was taken away from us from his so called friend, he did everything for his daughter and mother of his daughter  that he had asked to marry him when he turns 18.. Jamie was the type of kid that would take his shirt off his back for anyone that needs it..  Jamie died on April 23, 2008.. If only his so called friend (29 yrs old), his mother and the other people at the home called 911 instead of waiting 3 hours, he would still be here with us today.. Jamie's dad passed away Nov 2005 and he had a hard time dealing with loosing his father and could not believe he was gone.. Well now Jamie is at home with his dad..Until we meet again... I am proud of you my son..Love you always and forever, Mommy
Kaylin Marie Mathews was born on a Tuesday March 1, 1988. Kaylin was my oldest child and my only daughter. She could play the piano, guitar, and drums and loved to sing. She had been "spinning records" the last few years and loved to mix music. She had been working as a d.j. at the time of her death and was very good. Kaylin was an only child for 71/2 years. She has one brother and one sister. She was a talented writer. She made jewelry and she could draw. There was nothing that my baby couldn't do, if she wanted to. Kaylin was left to die in a ravine on June 30, 2008. She was found on July 1, 2008. Her date of death is listed as a Tuesday July 1, 2008. She was 20 years old. I miss her every second of every day. The world lost an amazing talent and an amazing young woman. I lost a part of my heart.
R.J. was truly a blessing in our lives. He was the kind of son that most parents only dream of having. He always respected and obeyed his parents and never got in trouble. RJ was never in trouble in his life RJ always called home to let us know where he was and when he would be home. When he was missing and we couldn't reach him on his cell phone, we knew immediately something terrible was wrong. This is a nightmare that no parent should have to go through and we are living it. Our concern is not what we are going through, but what our son had to go through in his final moments of life.
William Michael Grandchamp better known as Billy, was born Nov 7,1979. HE was a only child. Billy had many friends. Billy often told his friends that his MOM was his best friend. Billy liked to collect sports attire like jerseys and sports caps.Everything he wore had to match. He was meticulous with his clothing, car, and home. Although, Billy had no children of his own he loved children. He told me his greatest wish was to find a good girl and settle down and have a family. That seemed to be very important to him. Even at a young age he had a gift with children. Billy's friends have always commented on how good he was with their children and how their children loved him. Billy was loved by so many people. He had over 800 friends and family members at his wake. Billy will be greatly missed by all his family and friends.
Chase lived life spontaneously with the freedom of a butterfly – a free spirit & soul – no one could hold him down, except his baby girl. She was his LIFE. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her, including getting clean. Chase was clean 1.5 yrs, after 6 months in residential rehab in New Orleans, continued with NA meetings, substance abuse group counseling, and sought out a Navy recruiter who told him all he would have to do to be eligible. He seemed to be on his way, until he fell off the wagon 12 days out of jail. Turning to heroin again to deal with stress was the mistake of his life. “Chase’s Story” is shared with you on his main page. Thanks for taking time to read it. Sincere and heartfelt thanks to the FDLFD Family for taking us under their wings. “They will sing me to them, and I will hear.” ~RIP Chase~4evrYng~1985-2009
Katelynn Lillian Porter, 16, of West Elgin, was killed in a car crash on Dunborough Rd. in Elgin County. “In loving memory of Katelynn Porter. 12/12/09. 9:40 p.m.” is written between two hearts on the roadside memorial, a makeshift cross. Porter was a student at West Elgin secondary school, where officials are trying to come to grips with the news of her death, especially so close to Christmas.
Tony passed away 10 days after his 16th birthday. He asked permission to spend the night at his friends and I told him yes. I told him" I love you" and he replied "I love you too Mom. Tony was the kid who wanted to make everyone laugh. He had such a wonderful sense of humor and a big heart. He would talk to his friends for hours trying to help them solve their problems. He was a loving big brother, and a wonderful son. He would help you with anything without even being asked. Tony was an extremely intelligent child. He was always placed in advanced classes. A week before he passed we received a letter from Columbine informing us that Tony was nominated to participate in their advanced English Program. He had a gift for writing stories.
She loved all things technical and mechanical with her older brother Ian and fashion and decorating days with her older sister Genevieve. She loved Gothic country art, the workings of the human body, video games, driving and her new tattoo machine. She loved swimming and surfing. She loved all things living and loved her dog Timpleton and her parrot Thermopolis. She had a strong heart and soul, was an independent and progressive thinker, open minded and a will power like no one else. Her favorite place to go was Barnes and Noble.
Vivianna Satterfield was 15 years old! Vivi was the type of young lady that put other people in front of herself. She would always say "Peace and Love".
Kelli Laine Lewis is my only daughter. Kelli died when she was 18 after attending a party hosted by 3 adults who offered a $5.00 entry fee to come and drink all you wanted. A pretty tempting offer for teens not old enough to buy alcohol.
Growing up – she had it all. She was smart and witty - she could come up with a jovial comeback in almost any conversation or situation. She wShe was smart and witty - she could come up with a jovial comeback in almost any conversation or situation. She was always photographing everything and always laughing. She had an infectious laugh, loud and squeaky, but incredibly endearing. Taylor was a huge fan of Tyler Perry’s Madea. She owned every play and knew every word to every gospel song in the plays. She would sing them at the top of her lungs to anyone that would listen. as always photographing everything and always laughing. She had an infectious laugh, loud and squeaky, but incredibly endearing.
He went out THE FIRST TIME to celebrate being "LEGAL" with a creep he considered a friend (even though we warned him this guy was not a true friend). My son did not drive so he was picked up about ten thirty. Even when it was obvious my son was having difficulties this creep brought him to his own house , which is 4 houses away for a few hours, and dropped him off here at home in the middle of the night WITHOUT KNOCKING OR CALLING OR WAKING US UP. We found Ben in his bed the next morning when we tried to wake him.

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Caitlyn Brady

September 18, 1987   -   March 15, 2006


My daughter, Caitlyn, was born Sept 18, 1987. Approx 9 months after my mother passed away. When she was born, I knew that this little angel was a gift from my mother in heaven. I have two other children. To even get pregnant with them, I had to have medical assistance. It took me eight years to have my son, Michael,  and another five for my daughter, Meaghan. I thought my family was complete until my mom passed away and I found out I was pregnant with Caitlyn, without any medical assistance at all!! I used to tell her she was a gift from her grandmother. That she dropped her off on her way to heaven. I never dreamed I would only have her a short 18 yrs.
Growing up, Caitlyn, had a typical childhood. She belonged to a 4-H group until middle school. In the sixth grade she joined the track team. In the seventh grade she joined a pop-warner cheerleading group and stayed with that until she was 16. She had many friends. She was a good friend. She was a good daughter.
She was always joking, playing music, talking on the phone etc. Doing normal teenage stuff. I used to call her my "fun child" Mike and Meaghan are more serious than Cayte ever dreamed of being.
At the age of 15, she met a boy named Dante Silva. He was somewhat of a "tough" guy. She thought he walked on water. He was polite and showed respect to me. I thought, "oh, this kid is just trying to be "cool" He was two years older than Cayte.  During the next two years, they were together every day. At some point during those two years, Caitlyn started acting out. I found out that she was experimenting with prescription drugs and alcohol. I immediately went over to our police station and asked the Chief for help. He told me to get a CHINS (child in need of services) order on her. I did, mainly because they would do mandatory drug screenings on her. At one point she tested positive for cocaine and was sent away to a drug rehab for three months. I found out there that she had done cocaine three times before. She came out of the rehab looking forward to a new beginning without Dante. I can't remember when he came back into her life but unfortunately he did.  I realized that he was very controlling of my Caytie. I told her that he wasn't the kid for her and she said to me, "I know that". "I think I can help him change." Cailtyn loved being home and they spent most of their time at my house.That was alright with me because I could watch them!! 
At some point they had split up. Caitlyn seemed happier. She was going out with her friends and was enjoying life. One night she got a call from someone who had said Dante had overdosed. She ran right to the hospital to be by his side. I found out from his mother that he had overdosed on HEROIN. Apparently, he was at a party when he overdosed. His friends called his mother for help. He was so close to death. He was on dialysis for three weeks. After he was released from the hospital, his mother and the chief of police told him that it was either a drug rehab or jail. He picked rehab. His mother had prearranged those choices with the chief. This was in Sept of 2005. After Dante left the drug rehab (he ran away from it), he went to California with an uncle to visit family. I was glad he was out of Caitlyn's life. Caitlyn again was enjoying life. No trouble. She was thinking about what she could do in life. She was going to night school to get her diploma.
Around Christmas of 2005, Dante came back. Caitlyn worked at the local donut shop and he stopped by. It didn't take her long to hook up with him again. I talked with him about his overdose. He swore to me that he had learned his lesson and was trying to change. He seemed sincere. I should have known how manipulative he could be but I didn't. I allowed him back into my house. Caitlyn wanted to take him to an NA meeting. I drove them there. Caitlyn went in. He did not. At the end of Feb of 2006, they were at my house and he got mad at Caitlyn for some reason. He threw a television remote at her and gave him a fat lip. I told him to get out of the house. I told him that he wasn't welcomed in my home. I told Caitlyn that the abuse would get worse and that she needed to break up with him. I told her how abusers would apologize, profess their love to their victim and do it all over again and again. She stayed away from him but only for a few days. Now she was staying at his house. I felt alright with this, because I had met his mother many times before. She was a typical mom. Concerned for her child's welfare etc. Boy, was I ever wrong. I thought that she would have watched them in her house. Within two weeks of Caitlyn going over there almost every day she died.
I will never forget that day. March 15, 2006. Caitlyn had my cell phone. I tried to call a couple of times but got no answer. I had to go shopping for my annual corned beef and cabbage dinner. While, I was gone, Dante's mother called around noon and told my husband that she had to send Cayte to the hospital.  When I got home there was a note on the table to go to the hospital. The minute I got there and saw a priest, my husband, Michael and Meaghan, I knew. I also knew it was Dante's fault.
In the months that followed, I spoke with the Chief many times. He assured me that they were looking into Caitlyn's death. They had found out that Dante had left his house and dumped heroin and syringes in a dumpster in another town. They found out that Dante called his home and spoke to his grandmother. He told her that Caitlyn didn't feel well when he left and asked her if she could check on her. That was five hours after he left to dump the drugs. I found out through the medical examiner that my Caytie was in a coma for 6-8 hours before she died. I found out that while they were in the home there were five other adults in the home. His mother, father, grandparents and a great grandparent. They also knew that Dante had left and thought that Caitlyn was "sleeping". That just blows my mind. How could they not have checked on her. If Dante was in my house for five hours without Caitlyn, you could bet that I wouldn't have checked on him. Just to see what he was doing.
In the end, not only did they arrest Dante, but the person who sold him the drug, Jay. the person who drove the Jay to buy the drug from the "big dealer" Robert,  and the "big dealer" himself. A 45 year old illegal immigrant. Dante is the only one that had a trial so far. He was found guilty and is now serving a 10 year to life prison sentence. Jay pleaded guilty and was sentenced to prison for 5-10 years. Robert was put on probation but broke his probation and was sent to the county jail for one year. Arturo, the illegal immigrant, will stand trial in June 2010. He had fled the country and was arrested when he came back. He has been in jail since 2008 fighting coming to the state of NH to stand trial. He lost that bid and has been in a NH jail since Sept 2009.
Dante was a friend who let his friend die.
Since Caitlyn's death, another mother who has lost her child and I have started a support group in Rockingham/ Essex counties of Mass and NH for parents who have lost a child. This area has lost so many young people d/t drugs or alcohol. So very sad.
I miss my Caytie so so very much.

Gayle Brady






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