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To come so far.....  / Melissa Votano (Doug's Mom )
I understand your loss from two perspectives.  I was a crack addict and the loss of family was what brought me back.  I have been clean for 8 years as of the first of January.  There were many times I wondered how I made it out when I see so many who don't.

I agree with you that our children should be talked about in the present.  They are still with us.  Sometimes we can "see" them or feel them, sometimes not, but they are always there looking out for us.  My boyfriend told me that when I can't feel Doug he is probably busy stopping someone else from leaving us.  So at those times when Joey doesn't seem to be there, take comfort in knowing he is probably saving some other young person from their mistakes and he'll be back soon.
If Tears Could Build a Stairway  / Arika Steele (friend)
If tears could build a stairway,
And memories were a lane,
We would walk right up to heaven
To bring you down again.
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.
Our hearts still ache in sadness
And secret tears still flow,
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.
When we are sad and lonely,
And everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper
"Cheer up and carry on."
Each time we look at your pictures,
You seem to smile and say,
"Don't cry, I'm only sleeping,
We'll meet again someday."

IN OUR DREAMS  / Holly Matt Terry's Mom
For God speaks in one way, and in two,
though people do not percieve it.

In a dream, in a vision of the night,

When deep sleep falls on mortals,
while they slumber on their beds,

Then he opens their ears.

Job 33

Joey, you are a very loved man and oh, how you
are missed. Your mother, your sister, your family and 
many friends are waiting for that fine day when they
will hold you and touch your handsome face again,
for they love you so much, sweet and loving Joey.



Grief, like the ocean... - Rose Kennedy  / Lesli... Austin's Mom (I know Joey through his Mother's love for him. )
Grief,
like the ocean,
comes in waves
only to recede
and come yet again.

But with it comes healing.

Memories wash ashore
and are bathed
by the golden sun.

Grab hold of those memories
and let them
fill the emptiness.

"It has been said that time heals all wounds.
I do not agree.
The wounds remain.
In time the mind,
protecting its sanity,
covers them with scar
tissue and the pain lessens----
but it is never gone."

Rose Kennedy

Crying for you Miss Leslie  / Crystal (gayleen) Hillstrom (friend of mom )
Oh God reading how you sniff his glove....that just totally got to me!  I'm so tired of reading these carbon copy stories of our beautiful kids losing their lives to drugs.  We suffered so many of the same things Leslie.....watching our boys suffer a slow motion suicide.  Thats my best way to describe it.....thats what it felt like.  I watched the movie "Walk The Line" and got jealous watching the part where June's dad runs the drug dealer off with a rifle.  Talk about hillbilly rehab!  I thought to myself..."Where was my posse?"  I'm sorry for ranting.  It's just such a loss~sigh~............My heart is with you today miss Leslie as you celebrate another birthday without him here.  Love Crystal
Thinking of Joey  / Linda-GN Mom2Dawn&Laurie4ever (friend of Mom )

Light a Candle

Light a candle for those we mourn
Into a new life they will be born.
Do not look for them at the grave site.
They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light.
They have gone to a new world where there is no 
darkness, no pain.
Their light and essence will always remain.
Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.
They are free to travel through time and space.
When we think of them, they are near.
When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear.
When we listen to a divine symphony,
We close our eyes, their faces we see.
Light a candle for they have not really gone.
With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will 
always belong.

Truth from a poet  / Mom
"I loved the boy with the utmost love of which my soul is capable of and he is taken from me - yet in the agony of my spirit in surrendering such a treasure, I feel a thousand times richer than if I had never possessed it."   Letter of William Wordsworth on the death of his son in 1812.
Everything I Own  / Mom
Everything I Own
By Bread 

You sheltered me from harm.
Kept me warm, kept me warm
You gave my life to me
Set me free, set me free
The finest years I ever knew
Were all the years I had with you


I would give anything I own,
Give up me life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own,
Just to have you back again.


You taught me how to love,
What it’s of, what it’s of.
You never said too much,
But still you showed the way,
And I knew from watching you.
Nobody else could ever know
The part of me that can’t let go.


I would give anything I own,
Give up me life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own
Just to have you back again.


Is there someone you know,
You’re loving them so,
But taking them all for granted.
You may lose them one day,
Someone takes them away,
And they don’t hear the words you long to say


I would give anything I own,
Give up me life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own
Just to have you back again.
To my son  / Mom

My dear Joey, I am bombarded with thoughts of you and memories of Christmas's past. I was remembering the Living Nativities at church, where you played either a shepherd or a king. How the live animals would act up or pee and you would try not to laugh. I remember how you gave all the money in your bank to the outreach center when you were in 5th grade. Christmas Eve church - just two years ago - when I noticed your dad sleeping and I passed the message down for you to wake him up, and you wisely said "No way". I remember the year you had croup and we went to the Emergency Room in the middle of the night, parading you and your sister past the living room after Santa had come. The only thing that stopped your coughing was the cold air, so I spent Christmas morning trudging around the yard in a few feet of snow with you bundled up in my arms in your red flannel feet pajamas. I picture you in Christmas sweatshirts wearing your Santa hat. The handprint Christmas tree that you made in 2nd grade. The holiday concerts you sang and played your trumpet in. Your happy, smiling face. God, I miss you so much. I will love you forever.

friend / Dessa Smith Joseph's Mom (friend)
Superman / Mom
Joe,

I found your superman cape the other day. What a treasure! I remember that, for a while,  you insisted on wearing it pinned to your shirt every day for preschool. You also carried a briefcase at that time.  You still make me smile. I'll love you forever.
Thanksgiving / Mom
My dear Joey,

I just left you a piece of pumpkin pie. I hope you get it before the deer! Ha-ha. I was remembering the Thanksgiving play when you were in kindergarten. You all knelt down behind long strips of brown paper that were decorated as the land the Pilgrims came to. You had your characters on sticks and held them up at certain times while the teacher read the story of the first Thanksgiving. You were the church! How cute is that! At the end of the play you all sang in your clear, happy little voices, "Happy Thanksgiving to All". What a perfect moment. Thank you for being in my life. I am thankful for YOU!
Joe, you are my delight.  / Mom
When you are sorrowful
look again in your heart
and you shall see that in truth
you are weeping for that 
which has been your delight
.

                                                                                         Kahlil Gibran
one year...  / Nicole Bretsnyder (Sister)
My life suddenly changed Sept 19, 2005 when my brother, Joe, died abruptly from a heroin overdose.

The death of a loved one is at the top of the list of life events that bring stress into our lives along with divorce, moving and changing jobs. The common element in all of these is that something has changed.

When stress disrupts our routine, our health is usually impacted.
In my case my mental health. We make decisions that we normally wouldn't. We say things that would otherwise go unspoken and, as a result, we drift further apart from those we love, including ourselves!

It isn't the stress in itself that's the problem, in my case it was the decision to react and respond to the stressors that deepened my separation from others.

Recently I've been trying to focus more on the few positive
changes that I am in the process of working toward to improve my life and my mental health. I'm trying to better cope with the distress of losing my one true friend...my brother Joe.

Joe, from this day on, exactly one year after you've left us, I promise to continue my journey to living life the way you would have!



I'm sorry  / Connie (passerby)
To Joey's family - I came upon this website as my nephew who died in 2003 also has a  memorial website.   I have to say that I am so very sorry for the loss of this beautiful young man.  I did not know him but I know too well about heroin addiction. My brother was addicted for 10 years - although he did not die from it he came close to it.  The thing that saved his life was going to prison for 3 years and thats where he got clean, but let me tell you that a day does not go by where we do not worry that this will take over his life once again.  When he goes away for the weekend we do nothing but worry so although he is now clean the worry will remain with us for the rest of our lives.

My nephew was not addicted to drugs - he chose to take his own life at the age of 19.  there were no signs of depression which makes it even harder for us to understand our loss.  

Again I am so sorry for the loss of this beautiful young man.  May god keep you in his embrace and help you through this trying time. 

a grieving aunt connie - http://sammypepe.memory-of.com
a song that helped me...  / Arika Steele (friend)
Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day 


Mariah Carey- One Sweet Day
From Lindsay  / Lindsay Gross (Friend)
Leslie,
I'm not sure if you remember me, we met under such horrible circumstances, but I worked with Joe at the Fox and Hound. I often think of him and I came across this site through Carla. I just wanted to thank you for creating this memory of him for me. I might have only known him for a short time, but the Joe I knew was the generous, caring, and gentle Joe that you described. I would just like you to know what an incredible impact he had on my life. I truly fell for your son from the fist time I saw him. It may seem silly to some, for I only knew him for such a short time, but I saw an amazing person in him, and he will always be in a part of my heart. I never had the chance to let him know how I felt, so it
just seems right for me to let you know now. You raised an amazing son who
touched my life and gave me a reason to look forward to going to work just so i
could see his smile. I truly miss him, and he is always in my thoughts. You and
your family  are also in my thoughts and prayers, and I am thankful for having
had the chance to know Joe.
With love,
Lindsay
http://groups.myspac--e.com/RIPJoeyTayl-or / FRIENDS
Another place to share thoughts and memories
On Your 23rd Birthday  / Mom
JOEY TAYLOR
23RD BIRTHDAY
April 8, 2006
 
How can this be, that I am here
To celebrate the birthday of one so dear
I’ve thought all day long of birthdays past
Naively I thought that they would last
 
The greatest gift received on this day
Was not a toy with which to play
This gift was not for him, you see
The gift that day was given to me
 
A baby boy to change my world
With big brown eyes and hair of gold
With a smile so big and bright and wide
And a heart as big as all outside
 
A little boy who was so sweet
The nicest you could ever meet
Baseball, hockey, tap-dancing too
There was nothing we wouldn’t do for you
 
Birthdays then were Chuck E. Cheese
The bowling lanes and MickyD’s
One year at the Field of Dreams
So very long ago, it seems
 
He grew into a handsome teen
With tie-dyed shirts and baggy jeans
A writer, poet, and artist he
His guitar always on his knee
 
Mistakes were made and judgment bad
I know he suffered and was sad
Too soon he left his place on earth
Much too close to the time of birth
 
But he left behind a trail of light
To remind us he’s just out of sight
His lessons always will remain
To love, be kind, do not cause pain
 
Be patient, gentle, with everyone
Take time to stop and feel the sun
Consider those smaller than you
Try to feel the way they do
 
I am so proud of him, my son
I’m thankful for all that he has done
His bright spirit gives my spirit light
Even if he is not in my sight
 
So on this day, to him I say
I miss you all of every day
The gift of you was just the best
You stood tall above all the rest
 
Happy Birthday, today, my beautiful son
My love for you will never be done.
 
Love always and forever,
My bright and shining star
 
Mom
HAppy Birthday  / Jessica Price (Friend)
Just wanted to say Happy Birthday I miss you soooo much. Love you always and forever Joe.
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