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5 years ago our 4th son Justin died from air freshener.  I am currently working on an inhalant awareness program targeted to the middle school years. I am trying to collect a list of about 20 names of children/teens that died due to inhalant usage.  In the beginning of the class, I will have the students write down their own short and long term goals/dreams and put it in their pocket. At the end of my presentation I will have a candle lit, and then will ask each student to come forward and take a slip of paper and read it aloud.  And here is where I need help.  On this sheet of paper I want a child's name, state where they lived, age when they died, and either their dreams/goals or activities that they loved to do. Then the student will light the paper on fire and drop it in a large basin of water.  I will conclude by asking the students to pull out their own list of goals and silently reread them. I will remind them to keep those goals close to their hearts at all times as they make their choices in life.  Will their decisions help them reach their goal, or could it possibly put their name on a piece of paper to be read by strangers...or something like that.
 
Example: Justin Zuber    Maryland , 16 years old at time of death,  wanted to beat Bill Gates, study abroad and loved reading, playing the hammered dulcimer, the ocean and making people laugh..
 
Thank you very much.  I have already taught one class at a private church school and I am told that it made a big impression on the kids.
 

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I am 17 and i go to New Horizons Alternative School and i think maybe something like that would get it through their heads that this stuff is messing up their lives. I almost lost a friend this year from "huffing" air duster. If ppl like you were around here helping us maybe this place would be better.

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Our journey began almost six years ago, when we discovered that our younger son David was using drugs and alcohol at a level far surpassing what we had initially excused as “adolescent experimenting.” David was a loving, charming, and thoroughly convincing young man and we believed him when he promised he would stop. For a time we thought we could handle the problem with home drug testing and closer monitoring of his activities. But we were wrong. At the urging of David’s older brother Josh, we finally brought David to Fairbanks, a treatment center in Indianapolis, and enrolled him in their adolescent Intensive Outpatient Program.

Although initially reluctant, it didn’t take long for David to begin embracing the concepts he was learning and Marissa and I began to learn about the disease of addiction. Like many parents we were scared and anxious, then gradually cautiously hopeful that David was taking this seriously and wanted to make changes in his life. After months of counseling support and attendance at 12 step recovery meetings for David and participation in family counseling and education for us, we finally felt that it was safe to let David have a little more freedom.

So on a warm sunny Saturday in early June, 2001 David got up, mowed the lawn without our having to remind him, and asked if he could go swimming with friends. We agreed, and we made plans to meet later that afternoon to go to a movie together. Marissa was sitting out on the deck enjoying the lovely weather when Josh came out holding the portable phone and saying something was wrong. It was the mother of one of David’s friends. She said David had been swimming in their pool, had inhaled the propellant in a can of computer duster, dove under water, and didn’t come up. The paramedics were there administering CPR but they had yet not been able to revive him. I was out of town visiting my father, so Josh and Marissa jumped in the car and rushed to the house only to be greeted by a nightmare scene…David being rolled down the driveway on a gurney, a paramedic on top of him administering CPR and another walking beside him bagging him.  The first thing she noticed was that David’s feet were blue.

David was rushed to the Hospital, but after 30 minutes of continued efforts and the doctors’ assurance that all that could be had been done, Marissa and Josh stood next to David’s lifeless body, holding hands, tears streaming down their faces, and asked the team to stop..

David’s death changed our lives forever. We found ourselves members of a club that no parent ever wants to join. Instead of marking the milestones of our lives in terms of our wedding day and the birth of our sons we now divided our life together into the days before David’s death and the days since. But David’s death also placed our feet on a path that has enriched our lives and brought hope and joy to us in ways that we could never have envisioned in those first dark days when grief cloaked us in a veil of tears.

When we brought David to Fairbanks for treatment, we received treatment as well in the form of parent education and support. We learned of the power of the disease of addiction and we also learned that a consequence of our son’s continued substance abuse could be… that he would die. The knowledge and the tools we gained at Fairbanks have helped us deal with David’s death and understand that even when you do all the right things bad things can still happen.

In the years since David’s death we have continued to educate ourselves about the perils of inhalants and addiction and help others understand the cunning, powerful and baffling nature of this disease.  It is a story of tragedy but also of triumph, of loss and of recovery... of grief and of hope.

Two weeks before David died, we had a suspicion that he was using inhalants to get high. When Marissa confronted him about it, he denied it vehemently, declared that he knew how dangerous it was, and vowed that he would never do something so stupid. Exasperated, she asked “David, where are you going with all this, what are you doing with your life!” With all the earnestness of his 16 years, he replied “I WANT to do something with my life Mom. I WANT to make a difference.” We have come to believe that in death David has given us the gifts of hope and recovery that have enabled us to help him make that difference for him.

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my condolences


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I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE MY SON'S NAME PUT IN YOUR WORK AND ALSO IF YOU NEED ANY HELP I WOULD LIKE THAT TOO.

I HAVE SET A MY SPACE ACCOUNT UP FOR HIM PLEASE GO SEE IT HE WROTE A SONG IT IS ON THERE AS WELL....IT'S http://www.myspace.com/gonenot4gotten IT IS SO UNREAL THAT HE IS GONE THE SONG'S TITLE IS ONE SHOT. I THINK IF WE LET THESE KIDS KNOW THEY ONLY HAVE ONE SHOT AT LIFE MAYBE THEY WILL LISTEN, HOPEFULLY THEY WILL LISTEN.

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I tried to click on the link, but it did not work.  What phrase/name do I need to search to find this myspace page?


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go to myspace.com/gonenot4gotten that should take you straight to my son's page if you have any problems you can search him on myspace by this email address dragonwing120905@yahoo.com please email me if you have any further problems.

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WOW...thank you for sharing this.  Listening to his audio clip and reading his friend's comments was very moving.  I can tell he was (and still is) loved very much and missed by all.

I hope everyone takes a minute to check out this page.

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THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH. WE DO MISS HIM VERY MUCH. IT TOOK ME A VERY LONG TIME TO FIGURE THIS OUT...BUT DID YOU HEAR AT THE END,  ABOUT HE COULD TAKE YOUR BREATH? TREY WROTE THIS JUST 11 MONTHS PRIOR TO HIS DEATH. TREY ALWAYS TOLD ME HE WOULD NEVER LIVE TO SEE 20. IT MAKES ME WONDER DID HE KNOW SOMETHING I DIDN'T? THIS IS VERY SPIRITUAL (I THINK). I'M THANKFUL TO HAVE THIS TO LISTEN TO HIS VOICE.



R.I.P. TREY MOMMA LOVES YOU!!!!
06-15-1987-12-09-2005

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