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	This site does a good job of explaining addiction Please read to understand just what happens to these wonderful, loving people when drugs take over their lives. http://www.addictionrecoveryguide.org/articles/article151.html

	Please visit this website This website has a wealth of information on drugs and addiction and also a heartbreaking memorial page of all the beautiful people lost to addiction. http://drugfree.org

	POEM FROM MISS HEROIN "I DO" With this needle I thee wed. So, little man, you're tired of grass, LSD, acid, cocaine and hash? Then someone pretending to be a "true friend" Said, "Let me introduce you to Miss Heroin." Well, honey, before you start foolin' with me Let me inform you just how it'll be. For I will seduce you and make you my slave; I've sent stronger men than you to the grave. You'll think you could never be a disgrace Until you end up addicted to poppy seed waste. You'll start by inhaling me one afternoon, But you'll be shooting me into your arm very soon. Once I've entered deep down in your vein The craving will begin to drive you insane. You'll need lots of money. Ain't you been told? For darlin' I'm more expensive than pure gold. You'll swindle your mother for less than a buck; You'll end up an animal, vile and corrupt. You'll mug and steal for a narcotic charm, And only feel content when I'm deep in your arm. One day you'll realize the monster you've grown, Then solemnly promise to leave me alone. If you think you'll have the mystical knack Just come, try to get me off of your back. The vomit, the cramps, your guts in a knot, Jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot. The hot sweats, cold chills, and withdrawal pains Can only be eased by my little white grains. There's no other way. No need to look. For deep down inside you know that you're hooked. You'll desperately run to the pusher, and then You'll welcome me back into your arms again. And when you return, as I have here told, You'll ultimately give me your body and soul. You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart, And then you'll be mine till death do us part. Ashley Greene and Amber Brooking, 16 Indianapolis, Indiana

	A LETTER FROM YOUR ADDICTION A Letter from your Addiction Dear Friend, I have come to visit once again. I love to see you suffer mentally, physically, spiritually, and socially. I want to make you restless so you can never relax. I want to make you jumpy and nervous and anxious. I want to make you agitated and irritable so everything and everybody makes you uncomfortable. I want you to be confused and depressed so that you can't think clearly and positively. I want to make you hate everything and everybody, especially yourself. I want you to feel guilty and remorseful for the things you have done in the past and you'll never be able to let go of. I want to make you angry and hateful toward the world for the way it is and the way you are. I want you to feel sorry for yourself and blame everything but ME for the way things are. I want you to be deceitful and untrustworthy, and to manipulate and con as many people as possible. I want to make you fearful and paranoid for no reason at all. I want to make you wake up during all hours of the night scr! eaming for me. You know you can't sleep without me. I'm even in your dreams. I want to be the first thing you think about every morning and the last thing you think about before you black out. I'd rather kill you, but I'd be happy enough to put you back in the hospital, another institution or jail. But you know I'll be waiting for you when you get out. I love to watch you slowly go insane. I love to see all the physical damage that I'm causing you. I can't help but sneer chuckle when you shiver and shake, when you freeze and sweat at the same time, when you wake up with your sheets and blankets soaking wet. It's amusing to watch you ignore yourself, not eating, not sleeping, and not even attending to your personal hygiene. Yes, it's amazing how much destruction I can be to your internal organs while at the same time working on your brain, destroying it bit by bit. I deeply appreciate how much you are sacrificing for me. The countless good jobs you have given up for me, all the friends whom you deeply cared for you gave up for me. And what's more, the ones you turned yourself against because of your inexcusable action. I am eternally grateful, especially for the loved ones, family and most important people in the world that you have turned yourself against. You threw even them away for me. I cannot express in words the gratitude I have for the loyalty you have for me. You sacrificed all these beautiful things in life just to devote yourself completely to me, but do not despair my friend, for on me you can always depend. After you have lost all these things, you can still depend on me to take even more. You can depend on me to keep you in a living hell, to keep your mind, body and soul for I will not be satisfied until you are dead, my friend. Forever yours, Your Addiction

	A Poem for Joey, from Mom I KISSED YOUR CHEEK LAST THURSDAY IT DIDN’T FEEL THE SAME AS ALL THE OTHER TIMES I KISSED YOU HEROIN WAS TO BLAME I KISSED YOU WHEN I SAW YOU FIRST ALL TINY AND BRAND NEW SO SOFT AND SWEET, A GIFT FROM GOD SO PURE AND OH SO TRUE I KISSED YOU WHEN YOU WERE HAPPY YOUR SMILE BRIGHT AS THE SUN YOU WERE SO GOOD AND SWEET AND KIND AND LOVING YOU WAS FUN I KISSED YOU WHEN YOUR HEART BROKE LIFE’S LESSONS ARE A STRAIN YOU ALWAYS LOVED SO DEEPLY WHICH CAUSED YOU SO MUCH PAIN I KISSED YOU WHEN YOU SKINNED YOUR KNEE WHEN NIGHTMARES STOLE YOUR SLEEP WHEN SOMEONE HURT YOUR FEELINGS OR SOMETHING MADE YOU WEEP I KISSED YOU ON YOUR BIRTHDAY ON CHRISTMAS AND EASTER TOO I HAVE SUCH WONDERFUL MEMORIES OF HOLIDAYS WITH YOU I KISSED YOU SEVERAL YEARS AGO YOUR EYES HELD A BLANK STARE YOU NERVOUSLY LOOKED PAST ME MY REAL SON WASN’T THERE I KISSED YOUR CHEEK AND SAID GOODNIGHT THE NIGHT BEFORE YOU DIED YOU SAID “I LOVE YOU MOM” AND NOW THAT MOMENT’S MAGNIFIED NEVER IN MY WILDEST DREAMS DID I THINK THAT YOU HAD PLANNED TO PICK UP THAT DEMON ONE MORE TIME AND HOLD IT IN YOUR HAND TO VISIT IT JUST ONE MORE TIME LIKE IT WAS AN OLD FRIEND GOD SAW AND SAID “ENOUGH OF THIS, YOUR BATTLE’S AT AN END” COME NOW, MY BRIGHT AND SHINING STAR A SLAVE YOU’LL BE NO MORE I WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE THIS PATH AND SUFFER AS BEFORE THE LORD REACHED DOWN AND TOOK MY BOY UP INTO THE NIGHT STARS UP PAST THE FULL SEPTEMBER MOON THEY FLEW TO HEAVEN AFAR LOVE AND MERCY SAVED HIM THOUGH HE DIDN’T HAVE TO GO IF ONLY ALL THOSE YEARS AGO HE HAD JUST TOLD HEROIN “NO!” I KISSED YOUR CHEEK LAST THURSDAY IT WAS COLD AND HARD AND GRAY I SAID I LOVE YOU, GOODBYE FOR NOW I’LL BE WITH YOU AGAIN SOME DAY. I HAVE TWENTY-TWO YEARS OF KISSES SOME I CANNOT RECALL BUT ONE I WILL NEVER, EVER FORGET WAS THE MOST BITTERSWEET OF ALL I THANK GOD FOR MY SON’S LIFE AND FOR HIS SON’S LIFE TOO FOR BECAUSE OF HIS SON’S SACRIFICE MY SON WILL LIVE ANEW

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Joe & Shawn on their way to Florida

On our back porch

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You will always live in my heart. You will NOT be forgotten. I love you. Mom

Audio & Video

	Joey singing Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here at the Senior Salute 2002 (pt 1)
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	Joey singing Pink Floyd (pt 3)
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	Joey singing Pink Floyd (pt2)
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	READY TO FLY Listen to the words! This song is for Joey. He is free!
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	DO YOU REALIZE One of Joeys favorite songs.
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	TONIGHT, TONIGHT by Smashing Pumpkins
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	Homesick by Mercy Me
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	JOEY'S VOICEMAIL MESSAGE
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	Joey's God & Me Cub Scout project
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Memorial Candles

	Mom lit a candle on 11/03/2009: "I love you Joe."

	Mom lit a candle on 10/22/2009: "Missing you like crazy. You are my heart."

	Laura Moses lit a candle on 10/21/2009: "Joey Watch over your mom always Laura Mother of Donavan"

	Missy Veltum-Varner lit a candle on 09/21/2009: "You will always have a place in my heart. I will never forget you!"

	Kiel Horrigan lit a candle on 09/20/2009: "god i miss u joe."

	Mom lit a candle on 09/20/2009: "It doesn't get any easier Joe. I miss you all the time."

	Chris Nettrour lit a candle on 09/20/2009: "I'm so sorry your son passed away four years ago. I am keeping you in my thoughts and prayers. Love, Chris"

	Chrissy Pollock lit a candle on 09/20/2009: "Thinking of you... I know your mom is watching over him now."

	Layne Martorelli lit a candle on 09/19/2009: "We will see you again, Joey. I still remember your sweet smile and your dancing as a young boy. I miss you to."

	Bill Acker lit a candle on 09/19/2009: "Thinking of you"

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