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Your thoughts on this great kid

Please make this a book to tell stories about Josh's life, the funny and the not so funny, so that we all may get an insignt into Josh. This is the way to keep his memory alive . He had touched so many people in his short life and by reading these stories we all get to know him a little bit better. If you have photos you would like us to add to the slideshow, or possibly set up multiple slide shows please e-mail us. If any of his frineds out there are going through the same thing he went through and have no where to go, our door is and always will be open, any day, any time.
     - Paul, Josh's Dad
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Chrissie Shaw
teeny108@aol.com
Josh was the big brother I never had. He would have done anything for me and my friends and we all loved him. He will truly be missed... ...Hey laaadies

Adeline & Al.
Adelineal7@cs.com
Words fail us. We are so very very sorry

Samantha Spinner
Shine2881@aol.com
Ive known Josh since 2nd grade and all the memories I have of him are happy ones. He was the sweetest and most gentle big guy Ive ever missed and he will be in my heart forever.

Blythe DeVore
bcdevore@eagle.fgcu.edu
I only got to meet Josh a few times. I am glad I did. I send my love to all his friends and family. He will truely be missed

William Cracco
wcracco@optonline.net
I must begin with saying that I consider it an honor that I was a part of his life. His ability to make someone smile was, and in my memories will always continue to be, a special gift. I will truely miss him and will never forget him.

Kara
Kscream13@hotmail.com
Every time I saw Josh it would always put a smile on my face,he was always so warm,caring,and generous.Hell always be in my heart.

Ed Schwartzman
eschwartzman@trumpindiana.com
Because we moved away, my memories date back to when Josh was little. I remember the sweetest little boy, (Four years old!) with his squeaky voice, and the most pleasant disposition. I remember singing songs and being silly, while Josh and his cousin Allison just giggled and urged me on. We were fortunate to have seen Josh at his Bar-Mitzvah, and then approximately two years ago. He always maintained that sweet disposition. Our deepest sympathy to his beautiful family.

Marilyn and Bruce Yukelso
library849@excite.com
After hearing others speaking about Josh, one realizes what a special person he was. Unfortunately, we did not know him personally. His poem is a tribute to his sensitivity and intelligence. I will pass it on to all those I know. I am sure it will help many people who are experiencing similar pain I have no words to ease the pain of all those who loved Josh. His words, his humor, his intelligence and his sensitivity will keep his memory alive. With all our love to his entire family. Marilyn and Bruce W

East Coast Instructor Tra
He was a good student and fabulous aspiring trainer.

Wendy Berkowicz
Berky01@aol.com
I remember waiting in the hospital for Josh to be born. It took all night! Poor Judy was in labor for 3 days - she drank castor oil, walked about 100 miles, did everything she could to get him to come out. Finally, they performed a C-Section - and no wonder why - His head was sooooo big - but he had a tiny little chicken body and the skinniest legs you have ever seen. Over the years Josh's body filled out (as you can tell by his photos) - his head was still very large (as Judy said - there could never be enough mirrors around for him) - but those legs - He got them from his father, Paul - stork legs. Joshua Daniel Joseph - We will all miss your warm hugs and beautiful smile. You will never be forgotten. Rest in peace. Love, Aunt Wendy

Steven R. Gadzinski
srg@lakefield.net
Your son was obviously a beautiful, talented, and thoughtful person, yet so very human, and prone to human mistakes, as we all are. My sincerest condolences to you and the rest of your family.

John Slaughter
johnny602us@hotmail.com
sorry for josh's death. May he have died so others may live.

Steve Gadzinski
srg@lakefield.net
Hi Paul, Again I am so very, very sorry for you and your family. My own view is that "hell" is actually what we go through, or all put ourselves through, here on earth, Believe me, your son is now in heaven above! Please take care. Steve (sensible _98)

john s
johnny602us@hotmail.com
I got to this site through the raging bull website. I am in AA and NA here in NC. I am sorry for your lose. I have seen it happen too often here, also. I will show this site to my 16 year old son who is currently in the beginning phase of being "cool" by smoking blunts and probably other stuff as well. thanks and with love and prayers. John

Kimmarie
Kimarie@aol.com
Soooo terribly sorry for your loss. A son 22 years is way too young to die. My thoughts and prayers will be with you. Reminds me of a poem: "Nobody Knows It But Me" "There's a place I travel when I want to roam, and nobody knows it but me. The roads don't go there and the signs stay home, and nobody knows it but me. It's far, far away and way, way afar, it's over the moon and the sea, and wherever you're going that's wherever you are. And nobody knows it but me." Think of your son as "roaming" in wonderful places.

Gary Lee
galee53@hotmail.com
Dear Paul and family, I'm so sorry to hear of the loss of your son. I feel your pain to the depths of my heart as I have this loss in common with you. I also lost my son, Brian, to drugs on November 18, 1999 at age 25. Our children are not supposed to leave this earth before their parents. I know God has a plan for all of us. He just hasn't revealed to me yet why Brian had to go. The loss of a child, for a parent, is probably the most painful event one can endure in life. The grieving process goes through many stages. I joined a grieving group to help me coop. This group let me share my feelings about my son's death. I highly recommend you find a grieving group in your area. My Love and God's Love to You and Yours in your time of need, Gary (GARHART500)

Dominique
Mingy63@aol.com
There isnt enough room on this page for all the memories i have of josh, for so many years josh was like my big brother..My favorite memory of josh is the nickname 'Niquer" he gave me..i can still hear the way he would say it. Even when i saw him about a month ago he still called me by that name. i wish i would have come around more often so i knew josh when i was old enough to reall know him. the last few times i saw him he was hitting on my friends..that was josh for you...the window in my room is right across from joshs...everyday i look out my window whether purposely or i just glance that way and i think about josh...He will be in my heart and memory forever..

Jenn Morgese
Jamin867@aol.com
Words can not express how sorry I am for your loss. I will always remember Josh for the great guy he was. My memories of him go back to elementry school, standing in back of me in whatever they put us in size order for ( he was always a little bit taller then me.) Josh was such a great person, he always had a big smile on his face. Josh will be missed greatly. My greatest sympathy to his family.

Melisa
bluemlt07@yahoo.com
It's such a shame that such a wonderful person had to be taken from all of our lives. No matter when or how you knew josh you knew him and those memories will stick in your mind forever. Josh you will never be forgotten. I know now god as taken your pain away.

Robert Corriel
alergydr@optonline.net
I love you. Robbie

Sally corriel
salcor@otonline.net
This is my first thought on the web sight but certainly not my last. Josh walked into the room and with his adorable smile and deep dimples he said "hi Sally" and that was the beginning of a mutual friend ship and respect. He never hit on me but let me know that I was one of his dads hottest friends. Needless to say it endeared me to him forever! His bear hugs and honesty were equally as powerful. I am so proud of what he had to over come so many times and the fact that he always spoke to me about his addictions honestly with regret but the confidence that one day he would be free. We are never free of our demands or in full charge of our addictions, but Josh tried as hard as he could and was never ashamed of the truth if he could help some one else by telling his story. I love you Josh, I think of you constantly and I am proud that you held on as long as you could. Hopefully with your smiling and loving heart you are on you way to becoming one of the Masters in Heaven. You have a lot to teach all of us. Until the next passage I can write on this site.....with love,Sally

Kim
Josh was an amazing person. He would do anything for anyone, especially Kerri. He was a big brother to all my friends and we will miss him always...."what up boss??"

steve samatas
steve399@globalprolific.net
Im really sorry for the family of josh he was a good friend and a great person my deepest sympathy for everyone close to him he will always be remembered and greatly missed by all

Fern Warnat
fern163590@aol.com
Larry and I are so sorry for your loss. His poem moved me so much, that words fail me. Fern

Jim Stefano
jimsteff@cvzoom.net
My Sympathy...as a father and grandfather, I can sense your pain and loss. God help you.

the sosenskys
sosensky@aol.com
sorry to hear about your loss. seems like such a waste and shame. the poem was amazing and we will forward it to many. condolences. the sosenskys hamden, ct

jon bache
gagapapa@comcast.net
Just returned from a trip to NY to see son, age 32, who swears he will stop smoking pot and shape up his act. I am forwarding Josh Joseph's website so he can see what torture it can bring to himself and his family. There is NOTHING worse than losing your child.....no words can make it better. You have to know that all of us have you and your child in our thoughts and prayers. The hold that drugs have on a person is unbelievable but he will not go to hell.......he died from a sickness, not a sin. God help you all to survive this.

daisy
This poem, and your sharing it gives to us a chance to remember what we all have in common. One more person thanks you for sharing this. I pray for your strength. The poem is honest and so caring. Bless you all. Sincerely, Raging Bull reader

Kerri Joseph
Kebbles22@aol.com
Josh was the best brother a girl could ask for. We fought like any other brother and sister but our relationship was special. We were close enough in age that we could relate to eachother. Most of the time when we did fight it was because I was worried or mad or dissappointed in what he was doing. I cared about him so much, and he did the same. I'll never forget the way he would stare at himself in the mirror or take an hour to get ready. He was one of a kind. There was nobody like him and thats what made him soo special. His funeral made me relaize that. It is unbelievable how many people love and cared about my brother. This is the hardest thing in the world to go through and I hope somebody, somewhere learns a lesson from this because nobody should die at this age. I hope everybody remembers Josh for the amazing person he was and can put aside his flaws. I know that if he was able to control his drug problem he would have. I love my brother for ever. He will be in my thuoghts, memories and dreams for the rest of my life. Everything I do, I will do it for you Josh

Scott Dahlen
Wildthing226@aol.com
I knew him most in High School. We chilled at the gates and occasionally at parties or mutual friends houses. He was funny and smart, he made high school fun. R.I.P

amanda laliberte
mustangbaby2428@aol.com
as many people have said josh was anamazing person and everybody knew and loved him, i will never forget him and the smiles he would pass as he entered a room... my deepest sympathy to josh's family, and to josh, may you rest in peace, as you look down upon your family and friends

Gord
Read about your loss at raging bull's forum. My heartfelt condolences on your loss.

eric corriel
eric@intellikit.com
as i wrote in the card, i can't even begin to imagine.

my deepest sympathies,
eric

Adam Barreto
I love my friend.

Larry and Elaine Doctors
Ldoctors@hokane.com
We remember things that we love. We remember things that are special. We remember those that touch our lives. We will remember Josh.

Richard Fernandez
RRealtyPro@aol.com
Learned of your loss on the rb message board. Your loss reminds me to hold my son a bit closer, listen a little longer, take more time to share. My heartfelt sympathies to you and your family.

Paul Joseph
preplus767@aol.com
For such a big guy there was never a more kinder or gentler soul. It was obviou in his life how many people he had touched, now in his death we are hoping he has the ability to save people. I will love him for the rest of my life. As long as him memory goes on, and his poem saves people, his life goes on forever.

Nicole Moore
What can you say about Josh, except Josh will be Josh. He definietely was one of a kind and a lady's man for sure. On the other side of that Josh truly respected his girl friends. I was tight with Josh my senior year, his Junior year. I would see him flirting away but when it came to our crew of friends he would never dare think of us like that. That's what I loved about him the most, he knew the true meaning of friendship. Man, we had so many great times!!! I remember driving in Trucker's car, Josh in shot gun as always, with his ultimate plot of making us listen to rap music. It was his constant joke. Speaking of jokes that seemed to be the common theme when Josh was around. I am so glad I knew him when I did and will treasure all the memories I have of him. Josh, I love you with all my heart and I'll see you on the other side and I'll bring the rap cd's.

Irene & Howard Anderman
andermannc@carolina.rr.com
There are no words for the loss of a child only the insiration his soul will bring. Our deepest Sympathy.

lauren hinson
lmhin77@yahoo.com
I feel very lucky to have got to spend a lot of time with a person as great as Josh. He was a great and trusting friend and I will miss the great times we had together.He always had a smile on and I'll never forget the fun we had at my senior prom. My condolences to the family and know that Josh was a very special person who will be missed.

Amy Buscemi
Boos420@aol.com
I dont even know where to begin. Although my friendship with Josh strongly and sadly subsided over the past couple of years, he has been since and will remain forever in my heart, soul and memory. A smile was easily put on my face in his prescence, usually followed by uncontrollable laughter by one of his silly antics and/or phrases. through good and through bad, Josh and I always had an understanding, no hard feelings type of friendship that I thought would last forever, regardless of our differences (ugh yes, the RAP music was one!) and gaps of time that would pass between us. I wish I could have chilled with him one last time, and I wish I would have called when he had recently asked my friends to have me call him, but i know he forgives me and would think I should forgive myself. We take so much for granted when it comes to keeping in touch and I realize that now. My deepest sympathy to his family and fellow friends. Josh provided enough amazing times in his short life to keep us laughing and smiling for the rest of ours. RIP Boscos, Sir. I will always and could never forget. Love Always, Amy a.k.a Truckahhhh "We used to laugh a lot, but only, because we thought, everything good always would remain...." ~Jack Johnson

Frank
gonzo1973@aol.com
I am so sorry for your loss. Your son sounded like a sensitive, intelligent person. I have sent this web site to a friend of mine whose son has a drug problem. Hopefully, your son's experience will help others live a better life. God bless.

Gina Saracino
gina_saracino@ars.aon.com
My deepest symapthies to you and your family. Josh was a wonderful person. I truely cared about him as a little brother and hope your family can give each other the strength to get through this together. I would've liked to have spoken for my brother, Steven, in his absence, to express his sympathies, but my words could not do it justice. I am deeply sorry for your loss.- Gina

Gord
krill66@yahoo.com
My deepest sympathies after reading of your loss from your post on raging bull.

Mrinvest2k - Tim
redexprss1@yahoo.com
My deepest sympathies Paul and Family. Loosing someone close is never easy, as I lost my father in May of this year. Healing comes in time but is very painful. I wish your family stregnth through this troubled time. Tim

David Miller
okiedrfter@aol.com
I read About Josh's site on an investing message board and decided to visit it. What a sad waste of a promising young man. The young are the hardest to reach with advice on behavior, but the most vulnerable to bad behavoir. Yet this poem of Josh's may save a life or a few. My condolenced to his family. David R' Miller Mount Vernon, WA

Pat O'Brien
pljo@aol.com
My Deepest Condolences to you and your Family. It's times like these that bring us back down to earth and let us remember how precious life is. I came to this beautiful site guided by you on the CYPT site. I am PATO68. Thanks, Pat O'Brien

George
walnerent@aol.com
My deepest sympathy. I saw your note on Raging Bull. Never have time to add my two cents to your posts there, but thought I would express my sympathy to you and your family.

Herbert
rzottel007@aol.com
read about it in Ranking Bull!i am from germany. Möchte ihnen mein Beileid aussprechen. it maybe Helps a littel Nur die Besten Sterben jung .

Leon
I want to express my deepest sympathy to you and your family. I have an almost 3 year old son as well as a daughter of 9 months. Its horrific that things like this are part of the world we live in. Only the thought of losing your child is the most horrible thing I can imagine. Good luck and all the best for you and your beloved ones. Regards, a RB/CYPT friend.

Ron N
I'm so saddened to hear of your loss. I learned of your son't death through your post on the CYPT board. On September 29th, I celebrated 17 years clean and soberl; my wife 14 years. Lately we have been finding sobriety "boring" and wondering if maybe a joint or a prescription drug couldn't pick things up a bit. Thanks to you I learned about Josh and thanks toJosh I don't think I'm going to do that today. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Ron

anne & richie vacker
puddin41@aol
Paul & family, our heartfelt condolences, words are not enough, just know that you are in our thoughts.

-Debi Kiontke
Hi Paul, I saw your posting on raging bull and visited joshjoseph.com. I am so sorry for the loss of your beautiful son. I'm sorry his mistakes cost all of you so much. It is too late to help him but it is wonderful that you have opened your heart and lives to any of his friends who may be able to reach out for help. God Bless you and bring you peace. -Debi Kiontke

Jill
Jill_maller@comcast.net
I am a friend of Andrea's and she asked that we visit Josh's website. I am terribly sorry for your tragic loss. While I'm sure the deep hole that Josh has left will never go away, I hope and pray that in time your pain will ease and your loving memories of Josh remain. I often work with substance abusing kids and will hold onto this website and Josh's poem with the hope that it may help others to live. My deepest sympathies. Jill

Joel Hamberger
JHamber599@aol.com
I saw the post on the Catskill Web site. I sit here now with tears in my eyes.May God bless all of you and sustain you through this most difficult time

Live and Jeff Kotkin
Kotkinclan@aol.com
It's hard to know how to comfort others in a time of such loss. When someone so young and so lost in the world is gone from us. Please know that we think of Josh and his entire family all day long. We count our blessings, and hug our little ones a little tighter every day in his memory. Love, The Kotkins

Nick Casiello Sr.
PizzaNK1@aol.com
It is not easy to watch someone so close grow from a boy, to a Man, only to see his future and Life stolen by something we were unable to fight. I pray God comforts his Family, and his friends, and that Josh is at peace. He took with him a little piece of our hearts, I hope he feels it.....

Walter
walleyrich@aol.com
Paul, I was deeply moved You should turn this story into a short TV program to help other kid's realize that there is very little chance to break free. It is a wonderful site with a sad story that everybody should see. With deepest heartfelt sympathy Good bless! Walter

Jessica Magno
onlyone4you143@aol.com
I am so very sorry.Josh was the greatest.He always made sure that I had a smile on my face everytime we saw eachother weather if it was for two seconds up until hours. He was the best and I wouldnt change him. When I would visit him at the pizza place and we'd go outside and smoke a cigarette I would always get yelled at for being with this one guy that he didnt like. But hey he would be happy to hear that I got rod of him. Joshy I love you and thank you for everything you have done or said. Mwahz xoxo <3ALL MY LOVE<3 Jessica Magno

George Maronitis
georgey06@hotmail.com
I love when you said "pshhhhhhhhh nooooo doubt son" and when we would just look at each other and laugh for no reason. i love you and miss you so much buddy you know what im thinkin you always did. The memories i have with you go so far back and will be one of the most valuable and precious things i have for the rest of my life.

Dolly Flanagan
Dukanedoll@aol.com
I am Ed Schwartzman's mother-in-law. My heartfelt condolences go out to you and your family. This is a very courageous thing that you are doing in your son's memory. He would be very proud of you.

Falyn
Josh was not only an amazing brother to kerri but to all of her friends as well. He would have done anything for any of us, and often did. Just being in his presence could make anyone smile he just had this way about him, it was almost impossible to be in a bad mood when he was around. Josh will be forever loved and remembered.

Doug Carver
carver3781@aol.com
I have a 4 & 6 yr old boy. though i am far from paranoid and am very involved in their lives and intend to stay so, I know this could be one of my boys so easily some day. I will save this for them, for a time when they are bigger and may be able to be smarter for reading it. For what it is worth, it sounds like Josh was aware of what was happening but just couldnt overcome the urges. that is the big fear. looking back at my life and the opportunities to waste it, i thank my lucky stars that i had the strength to get around those obstacles. Thank you and so sorry for your loss. Another Dad

Paul Joseph
preplus767@aol.com
Today I just feel the warmth that is Joshua. Always a hug and kiss for his dad, never any embarassment. I just wish he would have told me that he needed help again. I hope his friends that are reading this and are in trouble will immediately go to their parents, another friend, even Judy or myself, before it becomes to late

Bill Shideler
triplem123@comcast.net
I am visiting here after seeing a post in Chief Users from Paul, telling his collegues of Josh's passing. I cannot express how sorry I am for Paul and the rest of the family and the many friends Josh has left behind. Many people have struggled with the same demons that plagued Josh..........Some have won their struggle and some have lost. I must count myself among the fortunate few who have won their struggle (at least for today). For those of you visiting here that are fighting the fight of your lives, I want you to know that you CAN win! But you CANNOT win the fight alone.......Put your trust in God and your life in the loving hands of a higher power and you will prevail.

Tom Estling
tjestling@yahoo.com
I am so sorry.

STEVE SCHNEIDER
SCHNEIDOTM@AOL.COM
MY SINCERE CONDOLENCES TO YOU PAUL AND YOUR FAMILY AS WELL AS JUDY AND HERS. I KNEW JOSH ONLY AS A LITTLE BOY. A VERY INQUISITIVE LITTLE BOY. I REMEMBER HIM COMING TO MY CHIROPRACTIC OFFICE WITH JUDY AND INNOCENTLY DISCOVERING ONE OF THE NON MEDICAL USES OF A VIBRATOR. I SAW JOSH ONLY A FEW YEARS AGO AND SAW WHAT A TALL HANDSOME GUY HE TURNED INTO.(LOOKS OF COURSE COURTESY OF JUDY). I GOT THE CHANCE TO TELL HIM WHAT HE USED TO DO IN THE OFFICE AND WE HAD A GOOD LAUGH. I'M SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS AND MAY GOD GIVE YOU THE STRENGTH TO HANDLE SUCH SORROWFUL TIMES. LOVE STEVE, DEB, PHILIP AND ANDY

Cheryl Crane
While so very sorry to learn of your precious, handsome son’s passing, Thank You for sharing his story. I lost my only sibling in a fight against addictions. It was so painful to watch his body crave drugs & alcohol to the point of terror. He had no control, though he did try. I believe his body chemistry had him addicted from the first puff of marijuana or maybe the first beer. Had he been told that he would become addicted so quickly, I truly believe he never would have begun down that path. Hindsight is always more clear than foresight. I hold to the belief that his body & wonderful, brilliant mind are in a heaven that has no pain, no cravings, & no withdrawals. He did love the Lord. I hope he knew how much the Lord loved him. I’m sure he does now, if not on this earth. That was my brother’s story. Now that he is gone, I found that working with others that have addictions has helped me cope. I do it for me and hope that I help them. They help me. They seem intelligent, manipulative, sly, and deceitful. But, that is because their bodies have been commandeered by an evil invader. I really do believe that recovery is possible, or I wouldn’t be able to do what I do. That said, relapses are also possible. Praying that you and your family find solace in the Lord, and that HE sheds a light upon the dark path you’ve traveled. May God Hold You in HIS Hand, Cheryl C. C. Crane Aka: ~C

Barry
jevideo@aol.com
So sorry for your loss.. Someone I know since Birth is having the same problem...Hopefully she will Live through this..Again. my thoughts are with you

Rory
Paul, So sorry for your loss. My prayers are with you.

Laura Saracino
lcino26@yahoo.com
My deepest heartfelt sympathies to your family. I have known Josh for I don't even know how long. He was my rother's best friend and I loved every second of watching Steven, Josh, George and everyone else that was around grow up from little boys into amazing men. Although everyone walks their own path in life, they were always there for each other no matter what the circumstance or how many miles separated them, their love for each other never changed and I am sure never will. Josh, what can I say that everyone hasn't already said, he was funny, charming, good hearted and made me laugh..all the time. His words are forever in my mind..his infamous "Hey Honaay"..cracks me up... For my brother..Steven..a few words he wanted me to write for him: First off, I want to say I'm sorry to Josh's Mom, Dad and Sister. Secondly, speaking for Josh, I'm happy to see all of these people actually care, even though a lot of people haven't een in contact with him for the past couple of years. It sucks that I didn't get to say goodbye to my best friend. Josh was like my brother. Don't take that poem to heart...that's not really how he felt, believe me I know. Not much else to say for now except that: Josh, I love you, you're my brother and I'll see you soon Boss... Steven Saracino 1964 Kendall Avenue North Pole, AK 99705

Val
Val22253@aol.com

Val
Val22253@aol.com
I did not know Josh but I do know his Aunt Sharon and I know how heartbroken she is. As a mother of a 29 and 20 year old- I cannot think of what it would be like to loose a child- My heart and deepest sympathy go out to his Mom, Dad, Sister, grandparents and all who love him- May he rest in peace!!

Paul Walsh
Paulwalsh@shaw.ca
I am really sorry for your loss!! PaulWalsh AKA Calgary_trader(tzyzwq)

Danielle Fullerton
Pdpants@aol.com
What can I say that can comfort anyone, or even myself? It seems that in the most tragic of times, I find that I am speechless, I guess that's when memories come in handy. Fortunatley when it comes to memories of Josh I have plenty. Josh and I have been friends since high school but this past year we have spent so much time together. I always liked Josh and we always got along, but it wasn't until these last couple of years that I realized truly how wonderful he is. He has put more smiles on my face than anyone I've ever met. I was reading what everyone else wrote and alot of people talk about the way he could make them laugh just by being around, or by the way he said thier name. I know exactly what they are talking about. It is so true. Which is why when I read his poems, I was shocked. Josh seemed to be the happiest person that I knew, he was always smiling, always laughing or making me laugh. I hope that he was not suffering as badly as it sounds, and I wish that if he was I could have done something. I now understand that Josh is gone, and I have reluctantly accepted the harsh reality of it, but if I could have just 5 more minutes with him I would tell him one more time that I love him, and let him know that he was a wonderful friend to me, that I wish I could have helped him. Buddy-You will be in my heart forever, I will never forget you. Thank you for allowing me to be part of your short yet precious life.....My deepest condolonces to all.

Kristen DiGirolamo
KAD0921@aol.com
Josh was so very special to me. He was my first love and always made my heart skip a beat every time I saw him. There are so many memories i have with him and i am so happy that I will have them forever. My favorite memory of him will always be his smile. I can close my eyes now and see his beautiful face and it will bring my spirits up no matter what. His laugh, the way he talked, the way he walked, and everything about him I will forever remember. It's definetly better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all and Josh made me realize that. I hope Josh made everyone realize how short life can be and never take it for granted. I love you josh. ~Kristen

Jaclyn Miller
jmiller@eileenfisher.com
When a dear friend of mine told me about the passing of Josh I was in tears and in shock...those feelings have not changed and I don't ever foresee that they will. Josh was one of a kind, he always knew how to make me laugh and more importantly, he showed me the epitome kindness & friendship. I wish we would have stayed in better contact but, at least every now and then we would run into each other and pick up just where we left off...now that is the meaning of a true friend! I hope Josh wasn't scared when he left us, I hope he left this world peacefully & I hope his family will somehow find a way to heal. Josh died from a disease no different from cancer, it was something he didn't have the strength to fight and now he is in a place where he will no longer suffer. May he live through our memories always. All of my love.

Tiffany Warno
trex599@yahoo.com
Josh was a very close and dear friend. I loved him very much. We grew up across the street from each other, from playing sports in the street to having snowball fights, those are memories I will always cherish. We had even more memories in and after high school. Josh came with us to our senior prom, which made it so much more fun than it would have without him there. It makes me very upset knowing that we could never hang out again, it was too long since I last saw Josh. My heart goes out to his family and friends who loved him so much! I will never forget that smile on his face and his great laugh... I will never forget Josh.….What a great person he truly was!

Ron & Kathryn Caruthers
rcaruthers@collegeplanninginc.com
Hey Paul & Leslie, Just wanted you to know that you have our deepest sympathies, and that you're in our thoughts and prayers. We're so sorry for your loss. Ron & Kathryn

jaclyn
Your son was such a wonderful person and I am so sorry for all of the suffering you are going through. I find myself in tears every time I think of Josh, which is very often. I am sure that everyone will do what your daughter hopes for and remember Josh for who he was not for how he passed away. If you would like to start an organization for young men and women in the battle against drugs I will do everything I can to help. I know that may not be what’s on your mind, but perhaps helping others will help you heal too. My deepest sympathy to you and your family. There are no words to express the sadness I feel all of those that love Josh.

LaMar Hunter
lhunter@seark.net
Ruth and LaMar My prayer are with you in your loss. Maybe this sight will help someone else and not end up like Josh. LaMar

David Goldberg
imbebop@adelphia.net

Lauren Shaw
LMS8181@aol.com
Although I graduated from high school with Josh and remained friendly acquaintances with him since, I knew him best as Kerri's big brother. Kerri, who is my sister Chrissie's best friend, thought so highly of her brother, and with good reason. While I was often critical of Chrissie and her friends, I guess because I am a few years older, Josh seemed to embrace all they had to offer. Live and let live: a good lesson for anyone, especially myself, who may lose touch with the fact that people we love are sometimes taken from us without fair warning. Ker, all my love to you, your family, and your friends at such a difficult time in your lives. Love, Lauren

Jonathan Michaels
I’m so sorry to hear about Josh, my mother told me last week, and I couldn’t even believe it. I didn’t know what to say at first. I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. I visited the website, and it truly brought a tear to my eye. I remember like it was yesterday, the time I hung out with him at your house in Merrick at one of your barbeques, and I looked up to him that day, the “cooler older kid.” I remember I thought he had the coolest room and video games and what not. You have my deepest sympathy and hope to see you soon.

Ally Goldberg
agg2102@columbia.edu
Everyday since the funeral I have come onto this site to see what people have to say about the person Josh was and the lives he touched. I've written and erased many times, trying to come up with the right thing to say about my first best friend, partner and cousin.. I think I've realized that there is no right or wrong here. This is for us to share, grow, learn and remember. Josh was taken from us but now we have each other for support and sometimes it takes something as tragic as this to remember what's truly important in life-friends, family and love. We can only hope that it changes the life of one-somewhere, sometime. "If the people we love are stolen from us, the only way to have them live on is to never stop loving them" Josh, you'll never be forgotten

Valerie Gokturk
vgokturk@nyc.rr.com
My deepest sympathy to the entire family. It is obvious that this young man touched many lives, and this website is true act of love. Josh's poem is powerful and tragic, and I know that posting it here will touch many people. I did not know Josh personally, but I know his sister, the designer of this page. Her love is infectious for this young man who is gone too soon. It is obvious that Josh left a lasting impression on many people. My deepest sympathies and love to the entire family, Valerie Gokturk

Paul
preplus767@aol.com
I just want to thank everyone that has written here and plans to write. By writing about Josh we can assure that his memory will always live on. You don't know how I am getting pleasure from reading all these stories about Josh and how he touched everyone he met. Please tell your friends about the site. Josh's poem and his life has the power to save others from the horrible death he went through. That is my hope and prayer.

Jessica Bach
ladybohemia@hotmail.com
I never knew any of you, but the human element in this website touched me. I have never been a drug addict, but I have felt the hopelessness that they go through and that leads them to the drug itself. Sometimes it's a daily struggle to come up with a reason to live, when the world seems so ugly and cruel. All I can say is that if there's anyone out there reading this that is feeling hopeless, spend a day with a small child to get the joy and wonder back into your life. Get a pet that relies on you. Do charity work. Anything that takes the focus off yourself and onto someone or something else. Get help if you can't handle it anymore. We are all valuable and creatures of love.....capable of great things.

Bernice & Jerry Lubatkin
Bernie1021@aol.com
We are friends of your mother Elaine and stepdad Dave. We live in Emerald Pointe. Our deepest sympathy to your family.

Amy
Mr. Joseph I wanted to actually say thank you for setting this site up. Not only is it beautiful and beneficial to many people for many different reasons but its comforting to know that we have a place to go to rememeber, share, grieve, communicate and even laugh. I have rekindled so many amazing friendships since and through Josh's death, it made me realize how important each and every one of my friends is, old and new, alike and different, near and far. Everyone I have shared the site with has thanked me sincerely so i speak for many. I know many of us wanted to be able to read or hear that poem again after his service and so many could never thank you enough for sharing it so generously. I do indeed hope it will help out many people in similiar situations and am sure it will have an impact every reader. Heal well and thank you much.

i miss and love you

Danielle
drugs you cant sti
My name is Danielle I am 10 years old and one day my mom told me sharons nephew died of drugs. I wasvery very sad for the family of sharons nephew because when someone you love dies it is a sad thing and hurts. I wished I could make everyone happy and sharons nephew alright right now but what i can say is at least he is with the angels in heaven and with god and is in peace right now and out of pain when you take you cant stop even if you want to it is very very very bad never do drugsever in your life i know i wont.

ANONYMOUS
MY PRAYERS OF HEALING AND COMFORT ARE WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY LOOK FOR THE MIRACLES THAT EVEN IN DEATH HIS SPIRIT STILL MOVES US ALL HE WAS A GENTLE SOUL THAT TOUCHED MANY LIVES I COMMEND YOU FOR BEING SO HUMBLE IN SHARING HIS WORDS AND ALLOWING US TO LIVE IN HIS WORLD OF ADDICTION FOR A DAY IT WILL KEEP THE AWARNESS THAT ADDICTION IS A DISEASE AND ITS GRIP CAN BE DEVASTATING, BAFFLING IT WILL SAVE A LIFE OF SOMEONE WHO AT THIS MOMENT IS STRUGGLING HIS WORDS ARE REAL AND PURE A TRULY GIFTED PERSON

shari coen
you must know that you're in our hearts and mind always.If we could make some sense from this know that it will be done.

Nicole Politi
Dop007@aol.com
Hi, i really only met your son a few times through Amy Buscemi, and from what i remember he was a good friend of hers, and she's known him forever, and the great memories they had together. I'm so sorry to hear of your loss, and hopefully this will help others overcome there most sorrowful part of their soul, and fight it to the end. The hell is here on earth, and it is up to us to fight and over come and much as we can in the short or long time we have. He fought, as much as he could, and gave his life to, but his strong & willing heart just gave up. My prayers are with you and yours and you have an angel always with you till the day you meet him again.

Christine Dietrich
Dietrichc79@aol.com
When I think of Josh,I see a bright kid with a huge smile full of braces.Josh was a great person & we were all lucky to be part of his life. Josh & I have lost touch over the years,but he wasn't & will never be forgotten."RubySoho"

Des
hic_ceo@hotmail.com
I am going to send all my well off friends a request to visit this site and be thankful for all they have. I linked through the rec.gambling craps site. I want them to know Josh so all that he was and still is (to his loved ones) was not in vain. I have a son; a couple years ago he was left for dead from a gang assault. He can not be the productive person he was before as a business owner but thankfully he lived. My prayers and blessings go out to all Josh has left behind.

Mariela
ojosdelucero@hotmail.com
Valerie Gokturk sent this web page to me and I thought it was absolutely moved. It was so true and simple that it brought tears to my eyes! You have my deepest sympathy. But most of all I'm glad that out of something so sad came something good in the sence that you're helping people to be aware of the things that they already know!

Meredith
mer0613@aol.com
You are gone my friend but won't ever be forgotten. The memories, laughter and tears will last forever. You are gone friend but never from my mind or heart. Love You Josh

Lauren Bakst
Joopiter4@aol.com
I signed onto AOL and glanced over my messages and Kate had e-mailed me. Being surprized that I received an e-mail that wasn't from a porn site, I opened it, expecting it to contain rays of sunlight, but instead, a chills crept over my soul when I read the words, "my brother Josh died last week." Three years ago, my brother, Justin, was killed in an car accident. I was honored that Kate could confront me with such a dramatic, serious, and devastating trauma. I feel you, I am with you, each and every single one of you. Its hard to battle, but its a fact of life that we must overcome. His death will only make you stronger. He wouldn't want you to live in his shadow, stop your life, or even mourn over his loss for the rest of eternity. Jump around, sing and dance, write a song, for we all know that you shall never forget him. DON'T every do such a horrible sin, but remember his with a smile upon your face. So I leave you to your new path of life, while I'm walking right next to you. I know deep within that Josh is chilling with my brother up on the craziest cloud, drinking mountain due, being thankful and loving every, single one of you for the rest of eternity.

Deb S.
lil_misss2001@yahoo.com
I send sympathy through the internet. I don't understand your pain because I have not experienced it. I have read all the emails, and I have read your son's poem. You have a strong family support system, this is good. Your website has put a learing experience within me that will never be forgotten. Addicts do touch quite a few people, and not always in a bad way. It is just so sad that your son is touching so many people after his life is gone...

sue
suecas@msn.com
i just had this sent to me. it made me cry. i have been dating a crack addict for the last year and a half. josh looks like him. he too is silly and arrogant and won't go to meetings like he should. i have never come up against anything quite like this crack monster. it is worse than herioine in my opinion. i am so sorry for your loss. what a wondeful way to pay tribute to a lost soul. he is at peace now. such a waste... so sad.

Chris
Csnowboard@aol.com
My heart goes out to his family and close friends. Josh was one of a kind. So sweet and always had a smile on his face. He had a friend wherever he went. He will be missed by many. I will remember elementry school all the way up to the night at Rob's house with Josh and Murph. :)

Amy
maryjane420123@aol.com
Although i wasn't the best of friends with josh we spent some time together at some mutual friends houses. He was laways the laugh of a conversation, and all i have are good memories of Josh. My heart goes out to all of his family and friends who suffer the loss of such a gret person.Josh you will definitly be missed.

alyssa
i walked behind josh when we graduated high school and hes in all the pictures my parents took with that half smirk on his face he always had. he would always forget his locker combo and throw his stuff into my locker, and thats how we became friends. J & K. its weird to think hes actually gone because it seems that he just next to or in front of me for 6 years of school. we miss you kid.

Judy O
lacjud1926@cs.com
Hello,I am a recovering addict and I just want to let you know how this site touched my very soul.you know that GOD danced the day Josh was born, and when bad things happen to good ppl, GOD cries.I want to thank you for your site,I am sharing it with other addicts in my life today they don't think they have a problem and some are still using...I love them so much and maybe seeing Josh's poem and site, will help them to save their lives as well, thank you again and I will keep you and your families and Josh in my prayers,Judy O

Pam , Phil Andy, Laura Su
MadMela@aol.com
There are no words we could say that would easy your grief. Phil and I remember Josh from his Bar Mitzvah, a beautiful boy on the brink of manhood. Please know that our thoughts and prayers are with you. With our children, we have distributed Josh's poem to as many kids in Commack. We hope that his message will become a lasting tribute the man he became. Love lives on. --Pam and Phil

Kristen DiGirolamo
KAD0921@aol.com
Last night Josh was in my dream. It was like he never left. We were just hanging out and having a good time. Unfortunatly the alarm went off and I had to wake up to the reality that he's no longer here, but just to see him again and have it feel real, felt so good. I know Josh was looking down and saw that I needed this. Thank you Josh and please come again. All my love.

Althea
njalsj@aol.com
My deepest sympathy to your family.

Karen H
suh08@msn.com
I have a 18 year old daughter that is going to college next fall. I worry so much what she will experience. What she will accept and do away from her family. I will let her read and see this. What a beautiful boy! It's amazing how pain filters down from one decision. I feel a part of that pain. A loss of such a potential in every aspect of life. I wish for you that all you take with you now is the good that Josh left for you to remember. Thanks for sharing Josh's life and experiences. It could save my daughter one day.

Mark & Mary Lou Posner
mmposners@aol.com
our deepest sympathies to you and your family. may Josh's memory live on with you forever and let his poem be an inspiration to all!

dolphin
dolphin_29_29@yahoo.com
What can I said. Just I'm really sorry, just remember he is just one step ahead of us. God bless all you. Sincerely Fausto

Mark G. Addict/Alcoholic
tjnn1234@yahoo.com
I do not know you but I hurt inside for you, as a parent of 5 children. God Bless You Paul. Sincerely Mark Garcia, Addict and Alcoholic

wendy
littexdreamers@aol.com
sorry for your loss.. i know he ment a lot to all that loved him and may his love carry on..... you have doen great things for his memorie.... in god we trust....

Phyllis
Phyllis023@aol.com
Jesse...you and your family are in my prayers and you know if you need anything you can always come to me...i'm here for ya!Josh will be kept alive through the people who knew him and he will never be forgotten. I believe that one day everyone will meet once again in heaven but until then, just think of your loved ones who have died as being on a long vacation that they are having the best time in...that is what i do...and even though it might be silly...it helps to ease the pain. I love ya!

Helmuth & Amy
geisereller@earthlink.net
it makes us feel so angry and at the same time helpless. with our deepest sympathy

Patricia Slocumb
msdorightatl@aol.com
I am so sorry for your loss. I just lossed my husband I know the pain

Pete Magallanes
Gost7383@yahoo.com
I Know your looking down smiling... You will be missed & never forgotten... May we meet again someday... Rest in peace my friend...

Suzi Kotler
sueshe2@aol.com
Last night as my friend was IMing me asking me to go to a movie, I responded by.." maybe.. but I want to go to a meeting",,, she asked if I knew Josh from the rooms.. I didn't know for I had just heard that someone had passed on and didnt know who it was. She sent me the website and I knew the face, I read the Poem.. I cried.. for him.. for you and for all of us. I decided to go to the meeting.. That same day I was looking through my old pictures of when I was in Topic House in 1980. So many of my friends from there are no longer with us.. They are with Josh now.. resting in peace. My heart aches for you as a parent. I just left a therapist who felt that I was going to TOO many meetings... I left her for good. This keeps it real for me. I could never go to too many. I will remember Joshs poem forever and read it often.. God,, grant you the serenity, to accept the things you cannot change.. the courage to change the things you can and the wisdom to know the difference.. This website has made a difference for me and I'm sure anyone else who has been here.. With love in my heart Suzi

Lisa Gould
Karmicwitch33@Aol.com
I remember Josh meeting Josh in 7th grade. He always was the type of guy who would be smiling all of the time, at least when I would see him around the halls of school. I never was close with him, but we did have some moments that we laughed together and complained about school together just like we all once did:). When I found out about Josh yesterday, I didn't know what to say. I was in shock. I never expected someone like him to have to go through situations like this. He was always a smart and nice guy. I hope that he is at peace and looking down seeing how much he will be missed and how much love he had and still has. Josh- I know we weren't great friends but you will always be in my heart.

Elyce Sherman
justduit@optonline.net
We send our love to your family and hope that Josh is finally at peace. Our deepest sympathy goes out to your family. All our love Elyce and Alan

steven warman
swinstatus#aol.com,
my family is so sorry for your loss. josh was a beautiful person. i have went through some hard times with my son. he will never be forgotten.

Warren
Nvrcmgbk@aol.com
My Prayers and Condolences go out to the family and friends. I have experienced that "living Hell" and can fully relate to Josh's poem, a powerful message. May his words and actions save another from their downward path.

David J. Potter
dpotter1@austin.rr.com
Human flesh lasts but a moment in Infinity's swim. Though dear and special while we live and love. That which is most personal and precious of us lasts to beyond the end of Time and best in the hearts of those who love us. David J. Potter 101803

Danielle
Just thinking about you, I love and miss you Josh

Not a day goes by that I don't think about you, if I could just see your face or see you smile again...But I know it's much easier for you now, all I ask is that you come visit me one last time..You will forever be in my heart and dreams..My deepest sympathy to Kerri and his family.

CrystaL Copper
C82colete@aol.com
I didnt personally know Josh has a friend, but i knew him from high school and just from hanging out with groups of friends. I would see him at all the parties or just around the halls. He was always with a group of people and people loved him. When i heard about the news, I was in total shock and now I cant get this web site out of my mind. Being at college and expericing things just makes you think how precious life is. My deepest thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends. Rest In Peace Josh. Your pain is over and you will see your friends and family again. *CrystaL*

Doug Jones
douglasscottjones@hotmail.com
I'm unable to find the words of condolences I feel for all of you who are living this loss. I am able to find the words of gratitude for having learned of him: Thank you. I am him, as his words are mine in his poem. I have a knife, but I also have a recovery program. He reminds me which one I need to carry with me today. God bless you, Brother, and may God comfort all who feel the loss of this tragic end.

Ed
I never met Josh. But Kate is a very good friend of mine and I know Jesse fairly well too. I also know how close the whole family is so the pain must run deep. It is obvious from reading everything written here that Josh was a wonderful person who touched many lives. I won´t say I know how you feel because never having experienced anything like this I can´t even begin to imagine the pain everyone must be going through. But I will say that when I first came to this site I was sitting in this internet cafe in Spain with tears running down my face and that is all I could do for quite some time. I hope my words can help even a little. My heart goes out to you all. Peace.

Shelly Burgess
angelwithserenity@wolfhowl.org
I am a recovering addict, Clean for 9 years. I am also a mother, to 3 teenagers. I was blessed to come out alive, I am so sorry for your loss. Josh had so much insight to what was going on with him. Bless your family You are in my thoughts and prayers.

Becky S.
blstrey@hotmail.com
I just returned from the Wisconsin State Narcotics Anonymous Convention and read Josh's poem on a 12 step recovery email I receive. I have been crying all day for those we have lost and for those who have found us, for my own daily reprieve. I never met your son but I know his struggle. I feel your loss. Sincerely, Becky S. Sincerely, Becky

Jeanne M.
Jeanne_70001@yahoo.com
I am a recovery alcoholic and addict, and this made me so very sad. Poor Josh had a tortured soul like so many of us. To think he was turned away at a Hospital for detox, seems almost surreal to me. What monsters! His poem is beautiful, yet, heartbreaking at the same time. I do wonder though, did Josh come from a terrible dysfunctional family, where horrible things go on? He did not say, and I know for myself, my family was like growing up in a horror war zone, plus every kind of abuse imagainable. Thanks to being able to detox and get "clean and sober" for 3 years now, I am able to accept life on life's terms, and have quit asking why this and why that. There are no answers, just terrible circumstances. Don't parents know when they abuse their kids, the repercussions will last a lifetime. They should just shoot us then, because hauntings and the self-destructive behavior will for some, never end.

just missing you Josh... I love you!

thinking about you every day. i love you josh.

sally
Fun loving, smart, giving, friendly, smiling,loving, helping others and just being there for anyone who needs them. This is the definition of Josh and his ENTIRE family. I just thought you all should know this is a VERY special family! I am blessed to know them all. My heart is with you Josh

Judy Joseph
I haven't been able to respond until I saw what Jeanne M. had to say. No, Joshua did not come from a dysfuntional family-yes, his father and I are divorced, but nothing horrible ever went on and he was certainly never abused. He has 2 parents, 2 stepparents, a sister, 3 sets of grandparents, 2 stepsisters, a stepbrother and many cousins, aunts, uncles and friends who adored him. Not every kid who uses drugs or is addicted to drugs is the victim of an abusive or dysfunctional family. I guess Jeanne did not take the time to read the notes from all the wonderful people who had so many beautiful things to say about Joshua. I have wanted to thank all the people, friends, family and strangers alike, who have responded with so much love, warmth and honesty. They have all touched my heart and have helped to ease the pain in some way. Josh's Mom-

Jackie
jackepp@optonline.net
I wasn't quite sure what to write on Josh's website. But, after reading what someone wrote I knew what I wanted to say. I know Judy and her family for 15 years. I know what a wonderful devoted mother she is. And I also know that Josh knew that too. He loved her !! Just about two weeks before he passed away we went to go visit him working and the first thing he did was point his finger to his cheek for Judy to give him a kiss. I am so happy I went that day with her. Unfortunaly, A loving family could not save him. Judy, My heart aches for you and your family. Josh is at peace now, his heart has stopped aching. With my deepest sympathy ------ Jackie

Joey
I just wanted to say i am sorry and my mom talked to me about drugs and i promised her i will not do them. i hope you are ok. love joey

Barbara Heald
Mitzib1049
Dearest Paul & Leslie, What a wonderful tribute to Josh. The poem he wrote was so moving. I hope you will find some solace in it. Take care of each other and be that safe soft spot to fall for each other when you feel scared and all alone. I love you guys! Barbara

Luke Balchaitis
Lukeb321@yahoo.com
First off I want to send my deepest condolences to Judy, Paul, and Kerri. My prayers are with you. These last few weeks I have thought about and remembered some amazing memories with Josh. Most of my memories from grade school through high school involve Josh. I'll never forget the day we met playing basketball in my driveway in 5th grade. We’ve come a long way since then, everything from growing our hair and dying it every color possible, sneaking into your parents room when they went to dinner to watch Playboy, talking and “dreaming” about our first cars, playing ball, and about a million other great memories. Even though we may have gone our separate ways these past few years, I want to let you know I cherish the last time I got to see you a couple weeks ago and catch up on some old times, We miss you, Luke

after reading Jeanne's e-mail I felt I needed to respond not everyone that comes from a dysfuctional family becomes a alcoholic/addict. Addiction is a very complex disease there are no blueprints or pre-requisites to why? we are all capable of becoming addicted some do not and some do lets remember that the meaning of this site is not to question his family history but to learn from his experience peace to the family

Right on! jeanne 's comments were way out of line! Josh came from a great family, never abusive, it was a disease he could not handle.. who knows how or why it happened to him.. RIP! We love you and Miss You!

Angelo Santiago
fliztip69@hotmail.com
I first met Josh 4 years ago through my girlfriend Tiffany Warno, a long time friend of Josh and his family. I remember when I met him I was new in town and didn't know too many people, but when Tiff introduced me to Josh he went out of his way to make sure I felt comfortable. I only knew Josh for a few short years but he left a lasting impression on me. He was always looking out for Tiff telling me she was like another sister to him. Josh was such a great friend to everyone around him; He was one of a kind! He use to say.. "I'll see you cats soon..". My condolences to his family and friends, may Josh rest in peace.

Vicky Sparano
Sxysexyladi@aol.com
As I sit here reading all these beautiful things that people had to say I find myself trembling. These pictures flashing on the screen showing his precious smiling face through the years, knowing I will never even run into him again is overwhelming. The comfort I feel in my heart comes from me knowing that he is in a better place where he does'nt feel the frustration shown throughout his poem. I knew Josh a while ago and since then I have moved away, and I didnt know how serious things were getting. This came as a shock to me as It did to everyone else. My memories although juvenile are all I have and if it could help others I intend to share them. When I invision Josh I picture him in Damot's detention. All you could hear through out the silence was the clanging of his tounge ring against his teeth,I admit I intentionally cut classes because I knew I'd end up in detention where I'd find Josh. Obsession? maybe. but just seeing him towering over everyone in the halls with that everlasting mushroom haircut or the sound of his voice, I remember the feeling now more than ever. I did alot of stupid stuff to get noticed by Josh and im not ashamed to say it because now I can say I have no regrets. When Josh and I hung out we'd always walk home from school and I remember sitting on the couch talking to Kerri about how we should share clothes. The options still there baby girl! You are such a sweetheart and I'd love to help in ANY way I can. (I told you about that spot) Im going to leave off by saying to Paul that this website/ poem did have an impact on some one very special to me. His eyes have never widened like it did today. I cannot thank you enough for this because hopefully this will start him on his road to recovery... still trembling, but I feel better. All my love and prayers are with you always.

Steve Isaacson
Josh was always a great guy and a friendly face to run into around town. Its hard to imagine i wont be seeing him anymore. Reading all the thoughts on this page shows us how many lives he touched, and how deeply he will be missed. My condolences to his family and friends. Rest in peace, buddy.

Karen Abu-Hanna
kabuhanna@aol.com
As I read all the comments, view the pictures of Josh and think about all the words in his poem, my thought turn to sadness for a man that wanted help, but unable to find his way until it was too late. My thoughts also turn to trying to find the reasons why he was taken at such a young age, be it by accident or not, God has a plan for us all. There is never a good way or age to die, it is as it is. He needs us, unfortunatly the sorrow, the pain and the loss lives in the hearts that are left behind. The good from all this is beginning to take shape from this web site, as I read through all the comments, there are people like me that did not know Josh personally, but knew someone within his extended family, then there are friends, lovers, family but most amazing, is too see complete strangers, recovering addicts, addicts that know they need help..This is the plan, to touch those and save just one life. I have two great teenagers, a son and a daugter and each day, since the day they were born, I pray that nothing bad ever happens to them. We do the best we can as parents, trying and succeeding and at times failing, but in the end, all that we do because of our unconditional love for our children. My heartfelt sympathy goes out to all the family and friends that knew Josh, the loss is great. But know that time will be your greatest ally.

Renee Sala
SkoolNCC@aol.com
Josh Joseph "Bro", I have to say was absolutely the most brotorious person I have ever known.My sister an I knew Josh from when he was actually almost short. He was a kick ass kid. Josh used to chill with me and Amanda and he would always have us laughin or butts off. I can see that Josh got all of his heart warming qualities from his parents. I am still in shock that he is gone and I hope he's not mad that I had to work and didn't make it to his funeral. I will never forget you Josh "Bro". I listen to Biggie and see u in my head. You will stay forever loved and never forgotten.

Maureen D
Dimag1@aol.com
I'm so sorry for your loss. I live with the fear every day that this will happen to my son. He's 22 year old and once again sitting in Nassau County Jail because of his addiction. I'm sending in a copy of Josh's poem in hopes that it may help him. Thanking for sharing your son's poem in hopes of helping other.

Jim Ravener
JimmyRavs@aol.com
I never was great friends with Josh in high school but I do remember the times we spent in Luke Balchaitis' backyard playing basketball with him and Kevin Nolan in 5th and 6th grade. It seems so long ago but not at the same time. We always acknowledged each others presense in high school in the hallway, "what up Raaaaaavs" followed by his distinctive laugh and smile. Truly a great kid. My heart goes out to his family and friends. Rest in peace Josh.

Mila
Mila@exelciorbookkeeping.com
Dear Paul, I lost my dad a year ago. I am in your place still. I am so sorry for your loss. I just spoke with Leslie and she directed me to this site. You guys have a wonderful son, handsome and by looking at the pictures very sincere and nice. You must be proud parents !!. And you know what he is very much needed somewhere else!! Be strong and have faith.

A friend
Sorry I didn't get to stay. To laugh and run and play. To be there by your side. I'm sorry that I had to die. God sent me down to be with you, to make your loving heart anew. To help you look up and see Both God and little me. Mommy, I wish I could stay. Just like I heard you pray. But, all the angels did cry when they told little me goodbye. God didn't take me cause He's mad. He didn't send me to make you sad. But to give us both a chance to be a love so precious .. don't you see? Up here no trouble do I see and the pretty angels sing to me. The streets of gold is where I play you'll come here too, mommy, someday. Until the day you join me here, I'll love you mommy, dear. Each breeze you feel and see, brings love and a kiss from me.

jenn kaminsky
jennifah726@aol.com
Josh and I grew up together. Our moms are best friends. He was my first boyfriend, my first crush. I have pictures of us when we were three years old, and when I look at them, all of the good memories come back. As we got older, we didnt hang out as much. However, whenever I saw him, he would give me a big hug and kiss. He always asked me how I was doing because he was one of the most thoughtful and caring guys I have ever known. I feel lucky to have been apart of Josh's life. He will always be remembered in my heart. Love you josh

Lou M.
servehimdaily@yahoo.com
My prayers go out to the family and friends of Josh. So many of us everday are losing loveones to drugs, alcohol and many other evils that control this world as we live in it. Let this work continue. Let the Josh Joseph Foundation be a new beginning. Love each other (everyone) like this day will be the last, just as God loves us all. Reach out to those that need our help and love no matter what. It is not too late. May God be with you all ...always.

Melissa Newman
melisa915@netzero.net
I haven't seen Josh since high school, but i can't express how much he will be missed. He touched people's lives in a way he will never even know. Please accept my greatest sympathies

Ron Ravenscroft
rrarchpa@cox.net
Our thoughts are with you in this your time of need. A fellow Chieftain

Elisabeth Luis
Words don't come out easily in situations like this. I'm very sad about what happened to Josh, but I am glad that his painful struggle is over now. I know Josh will forever live in the souls of his loved ones; wherever he is right now, I'm sure he is emancipated, happy, and shining bright. Though this life is not eternal, the soul is. I pray his soul is able to reach other people with addiction problems, and help them, so that they may help others as well. I pray for Josh's family and loved ones.

Eliza
Josh's page was given to me by a friend. I don't know him, but after reading what his faimly and friends had to say, I feel like I do. He seems like a truly special person. I just want Josh's family to know that his life,(and death),

Eliza
has and will continue to make an impression on those who had the opportunity to love him, and even to those who did not. My thoughts and prayers are with you... Eliza K.

Dawnmarie Forbes Capuano
Storm0208@Optonline.net
Hello Judy, I am Jackie Eppedio's girlfriend. I just want to say my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I am truly sorry for your loss. God bless you. Dawnmarie

Just missing you...

Alexander Pfitzer
apfitzer@sterlingcabinets.com
My prayers & thoughts are with you.

Dennis & Susan
denn1sarnold@aol.com
Josh's pain and suffering is over. However, Paul, Josh's Dad, realizes the hurt,anger,doubts, questions, and all the frustrating negatives that I can and cannot begin to know. The positives will come in time... save one important thing that is happening right now...this website. He wants you to give up drugs. He wants you to learn from Josh's mistakes. He wants you to live well and be well. So give it up for yourself. Give it up for Josh. And give it up for Paul. Give it up for Paul. He deserves it and so do you. Thanks...in Josh's memory.

Father with children
My prayer go out to you this day, lost a brother a few years ago, way b-4 his time. Good luck to you and your family. God Bless

Blair Steiger
Blairasteiger@yahoo
To the Josephs, I express my deepest sympathy. Only the good die young. Josh Joseph you will truly be missed. RIP

Nancy Markoff
catoyote@bellsouth.net
Thanks for sharing this with us Paul. Love, Nancy

i was just thinking about you josh and thinking about the times we have shared years ago and i miss you and love you always...rip xoxoxoxox

my deepest sympathy goes to josh's family. rip josh you will never be forgotten

Mike Levy
Yinka30@aol.com
What can I say?...i am at a loss for words. Josh was a great guy who could always make me laugh. We used to go out to lunch senior year with fred and luke and josh would always talk about his turbo boosters on his car and we would all tease him about it. josh would than spend the next 10 min. making fun of fred. I also remember the time me, josh and Luke went to the wrestling show in freeport. Thae was a good time. And i will never forget and i wish i could repay him for the jam he got me out in HS when we got caught drinking in the parking lot.It was the only real trouble i got in HS and he wouldnt let me take the fall for it....Josh u will be missed, and i wish the best to your family.

Leslie Kemeny
Lacilil@aol.com
I am one of eight guys,who used to play cards with Pa I have known Josh since he was a little boy,turning into a very handsome pleasent young man.-A tremendous sad loss to his parents,family and friends.-My deepest sympathy to all of you,may he rest in peace.- love Leslie for twnty years.-I have known Josh since he was a little boy,polite,good natured,always smiling a really sweet kid I have not seen Josh for a few years,untill last year in Florida,he turned into a very handsome young man semingly

Grammy
grammy2ten@aol.com
How does a grandma cope with the loss of her first born grandchil. BY remembering the good times and there were many. After many hours of sitting in the hospital Judy gave birth to this handsome baby and Paul was so pround, jist as all of us were. He was so cute, playful and happy, and as the years went by he grew into a loving friend cousin newphew and grandchild. We loved everything about him. And when his problem started we were there for him. We were so pround of him fighting this terrible demon and he fought for a long time but couldn't stop in the end. There was never a time he saw me that he didn't kiss me and say I love you. I will live with that forever in my heart. His face is in front of me all the time. I hope Grandpa is in heaven taking care of you and showing you the way.n You will be missed always.

Paul-Josh's dad
preplus767@aol.com
I thought I would share a story with everyone. I spoke with Josh 5 hours before this all happened. He was so upbeat. told him how proud I was that he was back in college. I congradulated him on the fact he was going to become a certified personal trainer in 3 weeks. I also told him how great it was that it was now 1 year clean for him. Little did I know what he was going through. But this was Josh, I guess he kept everything bottled up on the inside. His final words to me were "I love you dad". What more could a father want in a son. He was so loving, so warm, such a good kid that not a minute goes by that I am not thinking about him. I am only hoping that those of you who are using and reading these messages have learned something from Josh. Don't let this happen to you. Get clean and stay clean. A parent should never have to go through what we are. If you need help, get it, talk to your parents, come to Judy or myself, whatever you need but lets not let this happen to another young person. Such a tragic waste.

Elaine & Larry Doctors
Treklover@aol.com
What a beautiful tribute to a good young man. Joshua's memories live on in the hearts and minds of the people who knew him. And now because of this web site, Joshua's goodness reaches out to others. G-d bless you all for being so unselfish that in your time of deepest grief, you are able to help others move on.

Pamela
JJBUDDY Josh u r forever in my heart. i hope heaven is treating u good. I love you and miss u may u Rest in piece and Never be forgotten. You were a Great friend and we miss u so much. we love u always

Todd Hirsch
I didn't Know Josh for my whole life, but for the year I had known him he was always a great friend and person. I will miss those nights at mirage. I will also miss seeing him at the pizza place. Josh will always be missed and will always be deep in my thoughts. I also want to give my deepest sympathys to his family. Your friend, Todd

Paul-Josh's dad
Please keep posting about Josh, especially his friends. It gives us a chance to see another side of Josh that we never knew.

I was just sitting here remembering how you always used to say "hi sweetheart just thinking about you, or your always on my mind" Josh you will always be in my mind and I'll never stop thinking about you...Rest in peace

Paul-Josh's dad
If anyone was curious, the hit counter only counts hits from different locations, that means almost 5000 people have already viewed this site!!! If you come back multiple times it does not count it on the meter. Keep posting!!

missing you more and more every day

Christine
I did not know Josh. I have a lot of experience with loss, but never with the loss of a child or sibling. I extend my deepest sympathies. His story will hopefully insprie many individuals in similar situations to seek out help and even inspire many to get/remain clean. His poem was eye opening and I will be posting it at work, as I work at a rehabilitation facility. I am so sorry that the system is so screwed up and his efforts to seek out help were unsuccessful. His spirit will remain with all of those who loved him and many will learn from his story. I again extend my sympathies, and will keep his family and his experience in my thoughts and prayers.

Joan Cohn
jkc5352@aol.com
My deepest sympathy and heartfelt love go to Judy, Paul, Kerrie and his grandparents, and all that knew and loved Josh. No one should ever have to go through what you are.

Janet Rosenholz
ejkoper@netscape.net

Jenny
jennymoutrey@yahoo.com
I do not know Josh but I recognize what he went through. I actually lived in Florida the last few years and met on of Josh's friends from high school. I have recently moved to back to my home town of Chicago. She told me to look at this website, and it's so horrible that this can happen to someone my age. Everything happens for a reason and I truly beleive that. There is peace now, and he is safe in a place where he is not hurting any longer. No one knows why some people hurt more than other, and some people don't understand where Josh was in his life. You can't think why..you need to take this lesson and pass it on to as many people want to hear this story. He left to give other people still here a reason to go on. He will never be forgotten and was a wonderful teacher to all who come in contact with him. Live life to the fullest and be happy for what you have now! LIVE IT LIKE YOUR LAST!..Sincerly Jenny

Janet Rosenholz
ejkoper@netscape.net
I have only good memories of josh...what a nice kid he was, how he loved his family...the last time i saw him was at a family affair...he had just gotten his tongue pierced and was trying not to let Paul see it (josh was trying not to talk face to face with his dad so he wouldn't see it)...all of a sudden Paul realized what was in his mouth...we all laughed. He will always be in my thoughts as is his family. All my love, janet

Marcia Berman
mbgranny2@aol.com
Our sympathy goes out to you and all your family. You have experienced a terrible loss. To lose a child is horrific. I know as I have experienced the loss of a young child, however, for different circumstances. As time passes, the pain will lesson just live one day at a time as we all can do something for one 12 hour period. Take life daily. I am a friend of your mother, Elaine Joseph Kagan.

Kate
kl28@buffalo.edu
Hi, I'm one of Joshes sisters. Although he was technically my stepbrother, I never once refered to him as that and I don't think he ever refered to me as his stepsister. At heart he was and always will be my brother. I loved him a lot, as all of you did. I would really like to thankyou all for all the wonderful and beautiful things you have to say about Joshua, but I have to give credit where credit is due and thank Josh for giving you all a reason to write such wondeful things and touching so many people in his own kind of way. This website has really helped me, every morning when I wake up and every night before I go to bed I sign on to the website to read the poem and see all the wonderful things people have to say. I even write down the amount of hits there are in the morning compared to the amount of hits there are before I go to bed, because it amazes me as to how many people have even now Josh is still touching. Writing on the website has been really hard for me, I knew I wanted to write something but until now I haven't been able to. It hurt too much, I wasn't ready. For some reason tonight, at this moment I was given the strength. Josh helped me with that. I've tried to write before but I never was able to get my words out, not the way Josh deserved. I hope this words do you justice, not that any words ever really could. I hope that you are in a better place now, a place where you don't have to struggle or worry about hurting us, cause I know you never wanted to. Thankyou for being as wonderful a brother as you are a friend. I Love you Joshie and you will always be with me.

anthony magno
tonynova@aol.com
even though we didnt really didnt hang out, we would always bump into each other and bullshit. you always had a smile on your face it was great to know you. one day we'll meet agagain.

Janet Rosenholz
ejkoper@netscape.net
It is so hard to express the sadness I feel for his parents-paul and judy,for kerri, aunts, uncles, cousins, stepfamily and all his friends. He truly was a nice sweet kid. The last time we saw him was at a family get together. Eric and I were talking with josh and i said oh, you got your tongue pierced..josh said ..don't tell my dad. josh then proceeded to walk away every time paul came over to talk. Of course eventually paul saw it, got annoyed and stomped off. Later we all laughed about it...no big deal - you can't stay mad at Josh for long. Josh you will always be in my thoughts, love to you all, janet

ALAN BASS
ALBIGGS840@AOL.COM
i never got to see josh as much as i would of liked . usually it was at family gatherings . josh would always try to follow after andrew and i where ever we went . then when i was working for paul i started to keep in touch with josh a lot more . it was even better when josh started working with us 'cause i got to see him everyday . we even stated hanging out again . i'm really at loss for words , so i'm going to do what i know and that's talk through my music . i'm writing some songs now for josh , if anyone has anything to add (song or poem) please e-mail me because josh deserves an entire album .

robert augustson
augs2k@aol.com
My sympathy goes out to all family and friends.

David
dkagan9479
As we know the world is perfect but people are not. We are our own worst enemies. We are under the assumption that bad things only happen to others and could never happen to ourself. Josh Joseph was young with a full life in front of him. Always smiling, friendly and a good word for everyone. I only knew Josh for a short 4 years. He captivated me completely like he was my own grandson. I loved him, but like many he had to try things that were not good for him and though his parents were thoughtful and wondeful, caring people, Josh still had to do his own thing. Sadly I miss him knowing I will never see his smiling face, full of potential for success, again. I am saddened and miss you but now you may find the peace that eluded you in heaven. Your Step Grandfather

Renee Sala
SkoolNCC@aol.com
This has to be the millionth time I have looked at this website. I just can't believe that I will never see you again. We stopped talking for a little while over nothing. I would see you at Nassau and would be dying to say hi. You just recently told a friend of mine that you see me all the time and wonder why you don't talk to me anymore. Now I can never talk to you again. I can't deal with this. We had so much fun. You used always tell me I was a character when I would make you laugh. And I would alwyas make sure I had something funny to say so I could see your smile. Josh I am so sorry that we stopped talking. It's not like we got into a fight or anything. I feel like I am trapped because I can't talk to you and I wasted so much time wondering why we stopped talking instead of just opening my mouth. I can never be graced with your presence again. I am so sorry that this happened and I feel like I didn't do enough as a fiend to prevent it. I'm freakin' out over here. I love you like you are my bro and I will never forget you. I lost my father at the age of 9 and along the way to 21 I lost many close friends so they are all there with you Josh. They will take good care of you. I don't really know your family but from what I can see they are wonderful people. And I am told by many that your sister is a sweetheart and I am sure she is. She will definitely carry on your awesome traits. If anyone ever needs anything please don't hesitate to ask. My heart goes out to you all Paul, Judy and Kerri. Your son/brother will always be loved and is impossible to forget. R.I.P. I promise we will meet one day and we can laugh at/with each other again.

PT GUNZ
Z420GUNZ@AOL.COM

"Let the thorns of a rose be a reminder of how something so beautiful can hurt so bad."

Art Lilly
Tat2edArt@aol.com
Man, it is so sad to see anyone lost in this life time. Always know, prays are there from me.

Jackie Braun
Jmb171717@aol.com
When i was four i moved away, so i never knew Josh as cousins should know one another, but i do have a few memories ill never forget. I'm truly sorry i never got to know him better, hes sound like such a great person. Love to all my faimly and im truly sorry for all who knew him better! -Jackie

Steve Braun
cheftino@aol.com
My name is Steve; I am Josh’s uncle. While I did know that Josh had used drugs, I never knew the extent of his problem until his other Uncle Steve read his poem at Josh’s funeral. When I heard Josh’s description of Hell I could relate so totally that I was devastated. You see, I lived in that Hell over 15 years ago. I am one of the lucky ones. I was able to get and stay sober. There are tragically few of us. When I first learned of Josh’s problem I was furious. The unreality of the situation caused me to think unreal thoughts. Didn’t anybody remember that I had been through this? Didn’t they think I could help? Didn’t they know how powerful I am over the power of addiction? In truth, there was probably very little I could do for Josh, except lend an ear and share my experience, strength and hope. In truth, though I am Josh’s uncle, I didn’t know him very well. Josh was 14 when we moved from New York to Tucson. Before we moved, we didn’t see much of him, and when we did, I was with the adults, and he was with the kids. In the eight years since we moved, I had maybe 3 or 4 conversations with Josh. While I regret this deeply, now, I realize that it is not unusual. The last time I saw Josh was 2 years ago at our cousin Lisa’s wedding. Josh and I had the most substantial conversation we had ever had. Perhaps we even made a small connection. I don’t know. What I do know is that I would have liked to help Josh, and I would have traveled any length, and gone to any extreme to do so. That said, I probably could not have helped much. It’s easy, actually natural, to get angry about Josh’s situation. But, it’s useless to be angry and direct that anger in the wrong direction. In the beginning, Josh made decisions that ultimately led to his death. In the end his disease controlled him. But, don’t be angry with Josh. Nobody gets involved with drugs thinking that they will die—that only happens to other people. Judy and Paul could have let more people know about Josh’s situation, but don’t be angry with them either. They thought that Josh was getting better—being the parent or spouse of an addict is truly one of the hardest things. We lie, and you want to believe us, because it hurts too much not to. If you must be angry, be angry with the nameless and faceless dealers who prey upon the young; be angry with an education system which cares more about test scores than teaching kids to deal with life on life’s terms; be angry with a government which would rather pay to imprison addicts than spend the same money helping them. For my part, I am finished with anger. I am filled with sorrow, but I will use that sorrow to help others. Josh’s legacy to me is his poem. Hopefully, armed with that I can make a difference.

Branden
MlkMansKid@aol.com
Hi, I am Alan's friend. He told me what happened and asked me to check out the website. I know I am only a stranger to you, but my heartfelt condolences go out to all of Josh's family and friends. It's really a shame that Josh didn't end up on the winning side of his battle. Sorry for your loss.

Paul-Josh's dad
The fact that we grieve so much just shows how much everybody loved Josh. It shows how in his short time here he had an effect on som many lives. HIs spirit will live for ever as he continues to touch our, and people who have never met him, but will know of him, lives. Josh's spirit will live on within each of us, eveerytime we think of him, and everytime his poem, his foundation, or his memory helps another human being. What more beautiful legacy can there be.

I wish I could make it all better Iwish I could wash away the pain and lift the weight that rests upon you... I wish I could draw out your smile and make your heart light again. I wish I could offer you magical solutions to all that makes you worry Wish as I may, I have no magic words. But I do have a heart that loves you and a promise to be here for you...always.

AUNT SHIRLEY/UNCLE BOB
THE SPEED AT WHICH THIS WEB SITE GREW IS A TRIBUTE TO JOSH AND HIS VERY SPECIAL FAMILY. WE KNOW JOSH TRIED HIS BEST TO BEAT THE STRONG CALLING OF DRUGS. NOW WITH HIS POEM, HE IS LETTING OTHERS KNOW HOW POWERFUL AND DEMEANING DRUGS ARE AND WHERE IT CAN LEAD. WITH ALL HIS WONDERFUL ATTRIBUTES; ALL THE SUPPORT AND LOVE FROM ALL THAT CARED; HE COULD NOT ESCAPE - BUT HE LET OTHERS KNOW THE REALITY AND HOPEFULLY THIS WILL SAVE LIVES. WE HOPE THE FOUNDATION GETS THE SUPPORT IT DESERVES AND YOUNG PEOPLE GET THE HELP THEY SO DESPERATELY NEED. OUR MEMORIES OF JOSH WILL ALWAYS BE POSITIVE AND OUR LOVE FOR YOU EVER LASTING.

SANDY AND ED MALINA
WE ARE FRIENDS OF ELAINE AND DAVE, AND WANT TO EXTEND OUR CONDOLENCES TO THE ENTIRE FAMILY ON THE LOSS OF JOSH. THIS FOUNDATION IS A VERY GOOD IDEA AND I'M SURE WILL HELP MANY YOUNG PEOPLE WHO NEED HELP DESPERATELY.

I miss you so much I feel hollow inside, but I know it's easier for you and you are happier...The only question I ask is WHY? Couldn't you have told or asked for help.. But no one will ever know, and I think it's because you cared about everyone else so much just not enough about yourself..I see you in my dreams and talk to you everyday I love you Josh and miss you

STEVE AND RAMAH BEIDERMAN
SHOCKMAN77@OPTONLINE.NET
OUR THOUGHTS ARE WITH YOU AT A TIME LIKE THIS. I WILL SHOW JOSH'S POEM TO MY SON AND GIVE HIM A BIG HUG AND KISS AS I COULDN'T IMAGINE LOSING HIM. I HOPE NO PARENT EVER HAS TO GO THROUGH LOSING A CHILD.

It is amazing how some days are just so much worse than others.. This is one of those days, where you just keep asking why and there is no one that can give an answer. Today I have an ache that just wont go away. Wish he was here with us and missing him so much-Dad

Glenn C
GlennCNY@aol.com
Al I'm very sorry for your loss. May Josh live on for ever with all he touched while here.May his friends learn from from this site, more people care then you might know!

i had another dream about josh. he told me that we had to cherish the time we have togother because it wont be long. we went through old pictures and held hands. i wish it would have lasted when i asked him why it felt so real, he told me, "because i am here with you, and i will always be". i know josh is always around and he is watching over everyone he loves.

~kristen

If everyone can send this website to all the names in their address book we can send Josh's spirit around the world.

Dominique
Mingy63@aol.com
I just had to write today. i come on the website everyday to look at the pictures of josh and to read what everyone has written about him..yesterday i had a weird experience coming out of work that left me feeling emotionally weak for the rest of the day, i work next door to a bar and as i was leaving work a young man with dark hair had just left the bar, he glanced over his shoulder and looked at me nad immediately my 1st reaction was to say hello because for a minute i thought it was josh as i crossed the street i couldnt keep my eyes off him..he thought i was checking him out but i just couldnt believe how much he looked like josh finally when he got into his car i just sat there for a minute and cried. i wished so much that it was josh and that i could just run up to him and hug him. a month before he died i saw him a few times and we spoke about random things he offered me a ride to my friends house and told me to call him to smoke a blunt because he lived right behind me. if i knew what he was going through at that time i never would have agreed to him smoking a blunt because for an addict thats like reopening that door, Through the years me and kerri always spoke but werent as close as we were when we were little...i was alwyas at her house and seeing josh was a rare occasion he was either in his room or laying on judys bed on the phone or out just being a teenager..i looked up to him so much..one thing i will always remember is when i was about 8 years old i dont remeber why i was going into joshs room but i had opend the door and there he was kissing some girl and i remember everyone in his room laughing and i was mortified. to me at that age it was like walking in on your older brother having sex..i didnt know what they were doing...now that i look back they were just kissing. another thing people may not know..is that joshs phone line was crossed with my phone line so whenever i wanted to make a phone call if josh was on the phone i couldnt..id pick up sometimes if i heard him talkin id just hang up...other times i would listen for a little while and other times i would curse and get angry because he was always on that damn phone..at that time i had felt bad for listening to his conversation but now i think..maybe i should have listened a little longer..maybe i would have heard something that could have helped the situation,now everytime i pick up my phone i wish i could hear him talking on the other end. i think about josh everyday,a few nights ago my friends asked me if i knew anyone who could get them coke...i told them i would never get that for them or even pick up the phone to find out if i could, instead i let them read joshs poem..(i keep a copy in my bag) they didnt look for coke that night. Josh is in my thoughts all day when im at work,or even when im out with my friends this made me realize i am not invincible death is real and it can happen to anyone at anytime i appreciate every minute of every day, when i look up into the sky and the clouds are beautiful. or if im driving down the meadowbrook parkway i look at the beautiful trees and just think how beautiful life really is and not to take a second of it for granted and i think of josh and how he might have appreciated some of that beauty.Kerri i know years have separated us and when i talk to you i feel a bit akward because im not sure what to say but just know i am here for you and i love you so much and would do absolutely anything for you and your family.and paul im so happy to read the things you have to say, i would love for you to post some more storys about josh,and Judy i was so happy to see you write(ive been thinking alot about your chili lately :) kerri and judy understand that one) well anyway ive taken up enough space, Judy Kerri and Paul your in my prayers every night and Josh is on my mind all day i will continue to let everyone i know that does drugs read joshs poem. we will get his message out there!! All my love Dominique

Darrin GTO
Though I did not know Josh, I feel I know a lot about him from his poem. Best of luck to all his friends and family during these difficult times.

Myra Papkoff
Secy2@aol.com
I was just in the baby boomers message board and saw ur message sending us to see this site. The poem is beautiful as was your son. I feel for your loss as this is a horrible way to go. It kind of hits home since my sister died this way. She also cleaned her "act" up and even left the life and moved away to another state. Somehow her ex found her and the rest is history. Since she was pretty clean and getting her life together it it just so sad that she died this way and not even on her own accord... You see yes she was a drug addict (recovering) but I guess her ex didnt like that since she was his meal tkt and he ended her life from the life that she left behind. Please accept my condolences.

missing you...

LOVE YOU JOSH!!!!!!

Anne marie
ahanner@adelphia.net
My deepest sympathy goes out to you, your family, and all who loved Josh. May you take comfort in the loving memories of Josh and hold them close to your heart. There is no pain greater than losing a child but know you will be reunited with him one day. I admire you for sharing Josh's story and trying to help others through his struggles and pains. God bless and rest his soul. Sincerely...Anne Marie

Paul-Josh's dad
Dominique mentioned a song in her post so I thought I would post the words. Seasons In The Sun ( Terry Jacks ) Goodbye to you my trusted friend We've known each other since we were nine or ten Together we climbed hills and trees Learned of love and A B C's Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye my friend it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Pretty girls are everywhere Think of me and I'll be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed were just seasons Out of time...... Goodbye Papa please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along. Goodbye Papa its hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see them I'll be there. We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons Have all gone. Goodbye Michelle my little one You gave me love and helped me find the sun And every time that I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground. Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish that we could both be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were just starfish on the beach We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons Have all gone All our lives we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed were just seasons Out of time......

Patty & Michael Barnett
fishinonli@aol.com
To Paul & your family, Although we all know the pain of loss, that doesn't mske it any easier to bear. Josh was so lucky to have such a wonderful, supporting, and loving family. You gave him everything you could. And for this he was blessed. When you would tell us stories of your family and your children, you were always so proud. Keep that feeling. Josh would want you to, I'm sure. With all our sincerest condolences, Patty & Michael Barnett

Jennifer Cosgrove
Tivador4@aol.com
Josh was a wonderful person and I'm so very glad i got to know him, not just as a friend but as someone who would of done anything for me bc that is the kind of person he was.I used to date josh (probably one of his many girls bc he was such a stud haha) but he was everything a girl could ask for and so much more and its such a shame that no one will get to see that again - I loved it when he used to say "hunnny" a few of you might get that but he was soo funny and always put a smile on my face. I really hope people see that since we lost josh drugs are not that important and things will change, R.I.P Josh I love you and will always miss you and my prayers go out to the family. God bless you all.

Rick Q. from Canada
My prayers go out to you and your family, and above all to Josh, God keep him within Your Blessed Heart.

Ryan Brandle
MoneyPSauce@aol.com
I'll miss him... my deepest condolence's to his family and friends

What a horrible thing for any family to have to endure. I would love to hear that Josh's friends have realized that this could happen to them and perhaps are seeking help or have decided to stop using.This would be the best tribute to Josh and his family. His friends must visit here everyday, still in disbelief, as we all are.Please don't let this happen to any of you.

Mimi
mimiesq60@aol.com
I have known Judy & Paul and their families since before Josh had even been a twinkle in their eyes. My heart breaks for you all. Your courage to establish such a wonderful tribute to Joshua during this difficult time will ensure that his memory and his message endure, and I hope, provide comfort for you and all those who loved Joshua. With great love, Mimi.

I miss you so much....You r the best brother in the world and u r always on my mind. I hope everyone keeps writing because it really does help. I love u baby and always will

Marilyn and Shelly Klein
After reading Josh's poem, we were truly touched, and felt an obligation to share it with close family and friends. Our deepest sympathy goes out to you, and we will certainly do our best to pass this story on.

Danielle Abadi
After being directed to this site by my grandmother, I thought it was important for everyone to read his poem and be aware that, despite what they may think, this kind of thing can happen to them. Teens don't normally consider the long-term effects, and never think these accidents are possible. I mentioned this site to my health teacher because thought it was important for high schoolers to read about a true story, and maybe it can leave a lasting impression on other kids like it did to me.

Paul-Josh's dad
I know a lot of Josh's friends read this site daily. I hope you really what a gift Josh gave each of you. HIs was a gift of warning. He has shown what happens if you don't stay clean of drugs and steroids. You are all still alive and have a chance to show Josh that you understand his message. He is watching from above and hoping that he showed you the way to live.

kerry
yesterday in my english class my professor asked us to write about the first time we had met one of our best friends. so, i chose to write about meeting kerri. one of the first things that came to my mind was when i saw her big brother walk into their kitchen in a basketball unifrom calling GATO GATO to their cat trying to get it to eat. right then and there i realized how caring josh was and how much he loved cats. another time i slept at kerris their family was watching ALFIE (a family friends cat)who had been missing for a few days. in the middle of the night the cat had appeared in one of kerris dresser draws. we both screamed and josh busted out of his room so happy to hear that we found ALFIE. i never thought a boy at his age would care so much about animals. i loved the relationship josh and kerri had had. i could remember some times kerri and i used to stay up late to talk to josh and make him take us to get fast food. we loved getting advice from him and hearing his stories about high school and parties. when we were in middle school i could remember going to kerris after school seeing josh with all his friends having a good time. he always used to say YO BRO...SNOOODY SNOOOODY...GATO...or PEEEEACE...another memory that i have of josh was when kerri and i met him at our first brookside party. he introduced us to all his friends and we thought we were soo cool. josh was a great person who always did favors for us. whenever we needed a ride to a party or ride home he would never say no to us. it was in his best interest to make sure that kerri and her friends were not in cars with drivers under the influenece. josh was truely a great person who has affected even my life in soo many ways. rip

Sue Sturman
Josh's uncle Ken G. referred me to your site. As a fellow Port Washingtonian, I share your loss. I have a very young relative who is enduring pain of a similar nature. Such infathomable loss leaves us with little to hold onto except the love that is left to us in our bonds with one another and with the one we have lost. It is particularly appropriate that this come to my attention today, which is Drug and Alcohol Awareness day in the Port Washington Schools. God bless and may you find comfort and peace.

i had a strange dream involving josh last night. i was in his sailboat decorated bedroom. ohhhhh how we made fun of him for that room ALWAYS. we even made plans for a group effort one summer to paint it and re-do the room but we never did. i dont think he would have cared for our hippie-esque style of decorating anyway. but in my dream it wasnt a bedroom just this huge maze. every hallway i went down led me to another. i was on a cell phone with someone, one of his other friends, a male, who seemed to be at one time a mutual friend of mine, but better friend of his. i cant figure out or recall who it was. i was scared but i really had no idea what was going on or how i got there and everything i said echoed and at points i could hear joshs voice echoed but couldnt find him in the maze. i'd run into kerri here and there but didnt think anything of it as her bedroom was up there too. i was so amazed and joyous to see how happy she was. maybe she had seen josh? i didnt want to ask. the voice on the phone was distracting my concentration and talking about what drugs he had. all i could do was hope to see josh. i was shaking, so confused just following the maze trying to get off the phone but the person on the other end wouldnt let me. thats all i remember of the dream and i am pretty sure it ended there but it is signifigant enough. i miss you josh so much. i wish i could have found you in that maze even if it was just a dream. i like to think of it as an important message you sent to me. perhaps i am not worthy of seeing you one at least one last time until i straighten out some things in my life. i know you are probably dissapointed and VERY shocked but you know i am doing my best. you know i have the stregnth.

The last few weeks have been exhausting. We really miss you. I am sometimes afraid that I will never feel better, but I, like everyone else have my days. Last Saturday was the worst for me, I don't know why. My day was miserable. I began to feel hopeless, but then I felt you. Maybe I am looking for something to believe in, but I feel like you speak to me sometimes. I hope you know that I love you. I know that you are watching over us. You are always in my heart and on my mind.

6000 people have seen this website. People from all over the world. I like to think Josh is looking down at us and is proud to think that he has affected lives like this. He loved to talk to people, now he has traveled all over the world

Michele Armstrong
mchlarmstrong@hotmail.com
As a parent who tragically lost two children I can wholheartedly understand the pain of daily life that you must suffer. I will tell you it will never fully go away but with time the pain will not take over your every thought. Josh is truley a gift to others in showing them the price that can be paid for their addictions. I pray that any person suffering from an addiction will visit this site and read every one of Josh's words with careful thought and sincerity. God Bless your family and know that others share in your pain. Please email me if you would like me to send you a book called The Bereaved Parent,..it may lend comfort to you and your aching soul. Sharing in your loss,...sincerely,...Michele

Josh, just because some time has passed doesn't mean it gets any easier to deal with you not being here. There are so many things I wish I could have said to you, but I know that deep down you already knew them. I was fortunate to have you in my life for 13years. It seems like yesterday that you were trying to kiss me in the playground in 3rd grade. I love you and you'll forever be in my heart and memories.

Jocelyn Hebert
J AnGeL X3@aol.com
I haven’t known Josh for too long. We recently became friends this past May. A few months prior to that I'd see him everywhere. We shared some mutual friends and we were always running into each other at the same places. Josh would always be giving me "the eye" from across the room. Even before I knew him, his smile was that powerful. We'd pass each other often with a smile and a quick hello. A couple months later in May, we started talking outside of the places we saw each other. We were spending some time together and became friends. Because it had only been a short while, I didn't know him too much. I'm both sad and sorry I never got the chance to really get to know him. What I did learn of him in this short time, was that he was truly a good person beneath that broad exterior. Josh was a sweetheart. He was a reliable person and he showed me that I could count on him to be there if I needed a friend. I had a small car accident and he happened to call a few minutes after. It was a Saturday night and he was on his way out with friends. He was willing to cut his night short to come get me and make sure I felt better if I needed him. He called me the rest of the night- throughout the night to check up on me to see how I was doing. He was a concerned friend and he put others before himself. I never once saw a selfish side of Josh. I was aware of the problems he had previously and the trouble he got into before. I just didn't realize any current situations. I can't help to think that maybe if I had gotten to know him better- or been around more, maybe I could have helped influence him for the better. He did try to surround himself with good people and I was envious of the amount of friends he had. I miss him introducing me to new people and all the people he was friends with. There's too many to keep up with! Because of him I always know at least five friendly faces when I go out.. but that's not even the half of it. It was always nice meeting his friends for the first time and hearing some of them tell me the nice things Josh would say about me. He was such a great guy and it's apparent how many people love him. Just hearing his voice and seeing him would put a smile on my face. No one could make me smile the way he could. There was something different about him-something special that I could never explain. But seeing what others have to say makes me realize how many people he had the same wonderful effect on. I know I didn't know him much or get the chance to know the people he loved most in his life- but I will miss him very much and his family has my condolences. I always looked forward to seeing him out. It just wouldn't be the same without him there. I'll miss the way he'd take my hand and guide me through a rough, crowded room, and the way he'd come over and check up on me if he thought a guy who was talking to me was questionable. It was funny how the sight of Josh's well-toned exterior would send some guys running. It was a little annoying sometimes, but in the end I'd laugh about it. It didn't matter, because it was Josh. He was looking out for me and probably doing me a favor in the long run. He'd tell people I was too good for them, that I deserved better and he wanted to make sure I would. He was a very charming date and without a doubt a ladies man. He wouldn't let me feel insecure about anything and he always made me feel good about myself. Josh made sure to turn a frown into a smile.. and a smile into an even bigger one.. which was never too hard for him to do. When Josh told me he was going back to school I was so proud and happy for him. I knew he must've been making his family and the one's closest to him even happier. He had dreams and plans. He was putting himself on the right track to achieve his goals. He wanted so much in life and It's just a shame that he didn't get just one last chance to prove just how good of a life he could have made for himself. But there are even bigger plans made for him and I know that where he is right now- he's making people smile. He was a wonderful character and he had a great personality. I'm sorry I never really got the chance to tell him how I felt about him and how he made me feel in such a short time, little as it was. But I know he knows now and I know he realizes just how much people care and how many there are. We always kept in touch at least once a week. If not, more- just to update each other on our lives, even if it was just briefly. When a long time would pass (which was rare) he would tell me how happy he was to catch up. This just happened the weekend before he passed. It had been a little while that we had spoke because the both of us were busy with school, work and he had his training. I asked him how he was doing and what he had been up to and he said, "You know me- I'm staying out of trouble.. as usual". His last words to me as we hung up the phone were, "Joc, I'm so happy you called me!" I told him I was happy to have gotten in touch with him as well and he let me know that he was never too busy for me. I hung up with a smile... If only I had known.. I'm glad that I did get the chance to tell him I missed him that last time we spoke. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to see him just one more time and give him one last hug. I always felt that in time we would become really great friends. We were slowly establishing a good friendship and it's just sad that I didn't get the chance to see how much our friendship could have evolved. But I know one day I'll see him again and we'll still be laughing about the things we'd laugh about today. Even though our friendship wasn't a long one, I will miss him very much and he won't be forgotten. I can't even begin to imagine how difficult these times are right now for all those who were so very close to him. My heart goes out to his family and all who loved him. You did a wonderful job with this site. And for Josh's parents- you are strong, beautiful, caring people. This site will surely help keep Josh's memory alive for those who knew him and those who didn't. I'm sure you see just how many people care, maybe more than you know and in spite of this horrible loss you can still have many things to be proud of and smile about when remembering your son. You had a beautiful son whose smile alone had a big effect on many. His poem and his spirit will inspire others and save a few lives. I hope for those of his friends who are involved with drugs, and strangers alike- will take this as an opportunity to change their ways and learn from this heart-breaking loss. I am truly sorry for your loss and you have my greatest sympathies. Josh... "Honaaay" I'll miss you! You are loved and missed deeply by many.. May you rest in peace. <3 Thinking of you <3 -*Jocie*

Byron
wmsbv@aol.com
I mourn for Josh's family, and I also mourn for a young man who lost a continuous battle. We who fight it daily understand that it sometimes is all encompassing. I just pray for peace to all who are feeling a loss, as well as peace for those who feel lost. God Bless.

Taylor Zitay
talexisz@aol.com
I knew Josh since I was in elementray school. There is so much one could say about him, from his amazing smile to his ability to charm anyone. There is one time that I would like to share with you all. I will never forget this night, it is emblazoned in my mind for ever. I was 15 years old at the time, and Josh, Fred, and I were out and about around town. We stopped off at Josh's house so he could shower. Of course he took his time, making sure he looked okay. That night I met Kerri, kind of in a funny situtation... she knows. She was excercising with one of her friends when we walked into her room.haha.. Anyway,when Josh was ready, the three of us got back into Fred's car and drove off. Acting as all young kids do, we thought we were invincible. We were heading south on Merrick Avenue about to make a turn. It all happened so fast, but when your looking through the front window and your sitting in the middle of the backseat, it's almost like you can see it happening, and you can't do anything about it. Within a second we were in an accident with another car. My body thrusted forward and I thought that was it...Thank God Josh was there. I wasn't wearing my seatbelt, and somehow he managed to put his arm up, blocking me from gong through the front windshield, which was then inches from my face. I was so shaken, but I came out unscathed. HE SAVED MY LIFE... Ever since that night, I have always thought of Josh as a big brother, one I didn't have. He looked out for me and my friends, and he always knew just what to say to make us smile. I will miss him forever, and his memory will never be forgotten. Everyone loved Josh, and will always love him. The other night I was thinking about Josh and listening to this song that reminded me of him...I wrote this soon after : Isn’t strange how music can change you, And a song can move you, And the words, They can make you cry? I listen sometimes, Never really hearing it all. The memories seep through, As the sounds just keep flowing. I always wished that I could talk to the ones I’ve lost, If even just for a moment. I would say so much, maybe nothing at all. You sift through thoughts and emotion, As if searching for the meaning of life. Every glimpse of the past, Each piece of the picture, Forms a vision. I feel helpless at times My mind betrays me I forget sometimes that they’ve left us. My, how things have changed. Oh how I’ve been moved Now here I cry… Thanks for all the memories Josh. May your spirit soar. -Taylor

alanna
alanna1985@aol.com
Many things go through my mind when I’m here reading a rhyme many things happen with our lives as they pass before our eyes And when they pass before our eyes we’re to concentrated to recognize the life within or the life without many things happen but we’re to busy to notice many things make me sad to sad to express my self to worried to make a move in life that something as bad as a close friends son dying he went through a lot but how would you know you don’t care not really you’re just a show to show off how far you can really push it How far you will go before you do something unwanted To you Your body Your life You don’t know Well at least until you pushed it too far You don’t know how far to go When to stop Nobody knows But You and your self Your inner self What you express to other people Is what you do What you want is what you do Just to be cool? Know one knows Know one cares but your family Do your friends care? No they want you to be cool Just like them You’ve been doing well for so long You’ve tried Struggled Helped your self Whose there for you now when you lost it all? Your family that’s who You wonder if they really care Well they do They love you and Cherished you No matter what you do If you’re on the brink of a life or death situation They’re there for you They push you in the right direction They are there for you Who are their family? They make a difference Whether or not you care You see them crying You’re there No matter what they’re there They care So many things pass you by But your family is there to cry For you Your life Your death They’re there They went through stuff that you couldn’t handle Your life Your love They’re your family They love you know matter what You wrote a letter before you died We read it You achieved so much And you let it slip away Why Why did you do this? To be cool To be loved we don’t know Cause you did it and now You’re Dead We cried We sobbed We mourned We were sad Were you there? No All because you were trying to be cool All the times we were there for you The one time we need you most is when You weren’t there You know why You were dead You made our life nice and reassuring We made your life a living hell To try to stop you You stopped And then you started Now You started to live again In a world unknown to us And known to only you Thanks to you We loved you We love you We pray We hope We wish you lived a nice life Good-bye ~Dedicated~

(That dedication above my entry) Although it started beautifly, I dont believe this was in Josh's control. And I certainly don't believe he was intentionally trying to hurt anyone. I also know that Joshs friends do care and love him. I see your frustration, and Im sorry you have these feelings but blame just isnt the way to go... all my love and prayers.

DEAD-END: To understand, the Friend The same position, both wishing To stop, before the clock Runs out, with out a doubt Voices "lurking", can't be certain Whose next, The Test addiction

BABY I MISS YOU SO MUCH AND THINK OF YOU EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY.

Bonnie Lane
bonmyra@aol.com
After reading Josh's poem, I realize what a loss to the world this is! I am truly sorry I did not know him but feel that the world was a better place because he was in it!

D
I woke up this morning and opened my eyes dissapointed to find I was dreaming. It felt so real I saw your face. I swear your eyes were beaming. It was like old times, you and me my friend, taking our lives for granted. We were youthful and free, having our fun. Never thought we'd run out of chances. The joy you brought me in my life I will never feel again. Because when I smile I only hurt more, all I want is my friend. You can see me now, but do you know my pain? Can you feel what my heart feels? Well this is life what can I do but take what the dealer deals. I will lay my head down tonight and think of you. I'll wonder what this means. I'll shed my tears, then I'll drift off. I'll see you in my dreams. I LOVE YOU!

I'm thinking about as always except this time my heart is bleeding for you.. I miss you sooo much even though I know your looking down on me...Rest in peace baby not a day goes by that i don't think about you

I keep wishing that I would dream at night so I could see you again. I would ask you why? Are you at peace?

Harry and Linda Peltz
hpeltz1090@aol.com
Paul - The website is wonderful. Our heart goes out to your entire family. Linda and Harry

I Love You

If you can't imagine your life without someone, realize how much they would have lost without you in it, even if it was just for a short time

I visit this site every day. Josh, you are always on my mind.

You are always on my mind too! May you become one of the Masters in another lifetime.

Mike Holsborg
michael.holsborg@cityofyonkers.com
I commend you on an excellent tribute to your son. I met Josh at Veritas Villa back in April 2002 . I don't remember everyone I met while I was there, but I do remember Josh. He was pretty sick when he arrived, still detoxing and having a real tough time of it. I do remember his being able to smile though, which was in my opinion a sign of hope. There is always hope. I hope others are able to learn from Joshs' experience.

Phyllis Braun
pbraun@azjewishpost.com
I’m Joshua’s Aunt Phyllis (Judy’s sister). It’s taken me a long time to add my thoughts to this website. We moved out of New York in 1995 and I have to admit I didn’t really know the adult or even teenage Josh very well. I wish that I had tried harder to maintain a connection – he was just a kid, and I should have made the effort. I knew from Judy that he was having trouble finding himself, and that he’d gotten into a little trouble with drugs, but I never had any idea how serious it was. I don’t pretend to think that I could have helped him but I wish that I’d tried. It’s ironic that now I think about him every single day. I am so sad for everyone, but I want to share a few memories that I hope will bring a fond smile of remembrance, at least to those who knew him in his earliest years. I remember him as a chubby baby that I used to call “Jelly Belly” – something I never had the nerve to even tease him about as he got older. I remember vividly a car ride back to the city from “the country” when he was a baby, crying in his car seat. I guess Judy was driving, and it took me forever to figure out that he was miserable because he was wearing a thick sweater and was all hot and sweaty. I remember him in the car a little older, singing to Boy George on the radio, only the words came out something like “Karma Komanium.” When he was around 8, I guess, he was fascinated by horror movies and used to quiz me about which ones I’d seen, over and over, even though I told him I didn’t like horror movies. Of course I remember him at age 5, serving as ring bearer when Steve and I got married. We couldn’t get him to smile for the pictures, but he was still adorable. I also remember when he was little he was fascinated by trucks, but he couldn’t pronounce it so it came out as a curse word. And one of his Grandpa Bob’s favorite stories was when Josh proudly announced he’d learned a new curse word on the school bus: “sevenofabitch.” I need to finish writing for now, but I did want to say how impressed I am with Josh’s poem. I hope all his friends take heed of what he said and realize that the only gift that you can give Josh now is to get or stay clean.

I miss you so much josh...i feel like i need you more then anyhting right now....please help me figure things out if you are watching......i love you always and forever

I had a bad night, I really miss you Josh. I hope you are resting in peace. I love you.

T
I find myslef making mistakes, and doing stupid things, and then I think of Josh. I tell everyone I meet about him, and what an amazing person he was. I wish I could help my frineds and myself. Josh, you did not go in vain. You taught us all a lesson, hard as it may be. Thank you. I love you. May you rest in peace. "It is in dying that we are born to eternal life..."

It's only been a month and it feels like an eternity. I still think about you everyday..I hope you are at peace and I know your watching down on us...I love you josh and miss you sooo much

Dont ever doubt...he is in peace and watching over us everyday

Kimmie
H2OKittyPunk@aol.com
Although I only met Josh a handful of times,I thought he was very nice and funny. I am very close with his sister Jesse and I knew her family (Leslie, Paul and Katie). I am so very sorry for your loss. There are no words I can use to express how devastating I know this truly is for you. I just recently lost my father so I know just how unbearable the pain can be, but you will get through it. And you will never forget him, he has to live on inside your heart and mind. My heart goes out to all of Josh's family and friends.

Howard Grene
howhard106@aol.com
Although Josh and I weren't much of friends, he was a cool guy and was always nice to me. We went to high school together for 2 years before graduation. Had a few classes with each other and would talk every so often. Since then we ran into another & spoke on a few occasions but I knew he was a good person and I'm very sad to hear of his passing. My sympathy goes out to his family & friends.

CL
I did not know Josh - but my daughter knew him. She struggled with the same demons that fell on Josh. He looks like a very handsome, energetic, good young man. Those baby pictures are just wonderful! God bless him and God bless all his friends and all the children.

Dan Bowen
goincrzy242000@yahoo.com
I new josh since 7th grade. He was always nice and he would always stop to say whats up when I saw him doing pudgies deliveries. I'll never forget Mr kamens class in tenth grade. We were the craziest group of kids but we all got along really good. Josh will never be forgotten

Cheryl Rosner
fatasia55@aol.com
I was 14 years old when I met Josh. We had 8th period gym together, and I would always catch him staring at me, watching me play gym. I would get so nervous and embarassed. He was a senior, and I was a freshman. Sparks flew and somehow we ended up dating for a while. I remember feeling so cool becasue Josh was my boyfriend. Josh was one of the greatest people I ever knew. When I was upset he was the only person that could make me happy. He watched me grow up. He taught me how to drive. I remember once I almost drove his silver volvo with the red interior into a tree. He freaked out and after that there were no more driving lessons. He watched me graduate high school and ultimatly leave for college. He I was always his "little girl" that he protected. HE always made an effort to keep me away from the "bad scene." During one on my trips back to New York, I remember sitting in his car talking about how it was amazing that we have been such good friends for five years. I would always bust his balls, tell him everything he was doing wrong. He loved me for it. We had a mutual respect for eachother, and loved eachother very much. HE always knew how much he meant to me and the impact he had on my life. I just wish I could have told him one last time. Josh promised me he was going to come visit me in California, but unfortunatly that didn't happen. When I heard about Josh's death I was in shock. I was on the first fligt home. I couldn't believe it was real until I saw him. Im going to admit, when I went to visit his grave, I got there the gates were locked. Being the psycho that I am I hopped the fence so I could put flowers on his grave before I went back to school. I just wish I could have got to see him one more time. I love you Josh always and forever

I feel so empty sometimes. I just sat and cried when I looked at all the beautiful things people have said and remembered about Josh. Hopefully this website can change people's lives, and keep Josh's memory alive forever. I miss you Josh.

Marina Musso
Freespirit794
I send my deepest sympathy to his family i know that this is a hard time, i just lost my father 3 months ago and it is the hardest thing a person has to go through losing someone you love but all you have to remember is that you are really not losing them, they are still with you all the time and maybe even more now then before. All i can think of is josh with his big smile and his funny sayings like "It's all gravy baby".He will never be forgotten not just by me but by everyone that has got to know him. I only went to high school with him and hung out with him at parties, but he will always be in my prayers and thoughts.

Jayne
jadehic@yahoo.com
I can not even count the number of times I have read over everyone’s entries and have wanted to write something. The only thing holding me back was the disappointment in the inability of words to justly capture Josh’s impact on everyone he ever came into contact with. It has taken me until today, one month later, to hear what Josh’s father was asking us to do, to realize that this site is not to demonstrate our writing skills, but to help people, to remember, and to celebrate Josh’s life. He is truly one of a kind, I do not know anyone like him and never will. I thought a lot about how I wanted to speak of Josh, I decided it is only natural to tell a story about him that makes me smile whenever I think about it. It was just this summer, my brother and Josh had one of their all too familiar nights at Mulchay’s. I got the common wake up call, Jaaaynnee how ya doin’ sweetay, you think you can do me a favor hunnay, come pick me n T up from Mulch’s? You can’t say no to Josh, so in my car I went. And what do I see as I pull up to Mulch’s but Josh in the middle of Sunrise Highway, SHIRTLESS of course, yelling at a group of guys walking into the diner across the street! And what did Josh have to say about it all...Honestly bro, it wasn’t my fault, they started with me, I swear... OK Josh! Ha, you made everyone laugh without even trying. And if I am to remember one thing about you it’s that you are the P-I-M-P! (or at least the self-proclaimed pimp). Josh and I have shared many laughs and even shared beauty secrets; yeah Josh we all know about your little concealer trick! Sorry to blow up your spot but you never did embarrass easily so I trust you won’t mind! He never let you forget how goodlookin’ he was- Josh you are beautiful, had you only cared half as much about yourself as you did for your friends and family... Now you are in heaven taking care of and watching over all those you love just as you did on Earth, only now with out the pain. –The Life of the dead is placed in the Memories of the Living- Josh you have given us all so many wonderful memories for us to carry your life on. We love and miss you every day that passes! Beyond words!

It seems like yesterday when I heard of Josh's passing. It was a month ago already, but the pain has not lessened. I hope that Josh's family is coping with this tragedy and starting to heal. We all miss you "bro."

Tom
Erdmann17@hotmail.com
My heart goes out to Josh, may he rest in peace and to the family, God bless all of you.

tmagikal1
tmagikal1@yahoo.com
I never knew Josh, I just came to this site by accident. I can see by the comments that he was a very special young men. I once lost a friend through a drug od. He simply went to sleep and never woke up. The sad part was that he was only 19, and had his whole life ahead of him. Instead he was taken from us all too soon. I can only imagine what all Josh's family and friends must be enduring. My heartfelt sympathy to you all

One month has gone by so fast.. Tonight i'll go to sleep dreaming of you..You are forever in my heart and mind...I miss you so much RIP baby

Paul D'Auria
pdauria@thepaintstoreny.com
Josh, From the moment i met you in elementary school to the last time i saw you a few months ago i always considered you a friend. as life goes on your one person i think we all will greatly miss and i hope your looking down on us now and see all the people you have touched. Life is not easy and i think you are one person who knows it better than most. god bless and we will always miss you ~Paulie

My thoughts are with Josh and His family. It was hard reading this through all the tears. I didn't know him or his family but could tell what a great person he was a what a loving family he has. He has touched many people in his life as well as his death.

D
Please keep writing anything to share...keep Josh's spirit alive

A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same But all the miles had separate They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me Everything I know, and anywhere I go it gets hard but it won’t take away my love And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done it get hard but it won’t take away my love I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams but tonight it’s only you and me A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same But all the miles had separate They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight girl it’s only you and me Everything I know, and anywhere I go it gets hard but it won’t take away my love And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done it get hard but it won’t take away my love I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight girl it’s only you and me I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams but tonight girl it’s only you and me

It's so weird that I think of Josh everytime I hear "without you" by 3 doors down..You'll always be on my lonely mind but i'm not without you b/c i know your watching out over us...I love you sweetheart everyday is so hard but I know your still with me

Jocelyn
JAnGeLX3@aol.com
I can't believe it's been a month since Josh's passing. Seems like just the other week I spoke w/him & I still expect to see his smiling face out. I still have his numbers in my cell phone. I won't take them out. I remember how happy I'd always be when I'd see his number show up on my caller ID. And when I'd answer to hear him say "hey sweetay" :-)I miss him. And I'm sorry for those times I didn't answer his calls.. I wish I didn't miss them. It's coincidental 'cause the song someone posted above me, whenever I hear it I think of Josh and the people who were close to him and love him. Like this would be their song for him. It's so nice to see all the wonderful things people have to say about Josh here in their posts. I visit here every day. I didn't know Josh all that well, but i'm learning a little bit more about him. Everyone has such nice things to say and some of the things make me laugh 'cause I can totally picture it happening. Like when his shirts mysteriously would just be completely unbuttoned by the end of the night. I remember one night when I was working at the club I kept having to re-button his shirt for him throughout the night b/c the bouncers were getting mad and I had to keep him from being kicked out. Bahaha.. he would make me laugh so hard! I miss that smile with his grin & how he'd tilt his head and how his eyes would get kinda squinty.."honaaay" hehee! I know these are very difficult times for his family & everyone who cared so deeply for Josh. It's unimaginable to me. I hope it helps to see just how many people Josh would make laugh and smile so easily and how he'd be there in a second if a friend was in need. Just know whenever people are thinking of Josh, even now- and through the tears, he still continues to make people smile. God bless you all.

T
It is so sad to read what my friends have written. It all seems so unreal. I visit this site every day, if not more than once a day. I want to be able to change and I think that reading Josh's poem gives me the strength. I love you Josh, and even though we me have not seen eachother in a bit, your face is still on my mind and in my heart forver. I know that you struggled a lot in these last moments, I just hope you know now how many people you have touched. You will forever be a part of my life. -- T

Dad
Its been a month. My only hope is that Josh's death somehow saves the lives of others. Hopefully it has scared some of you into getting help and this gives Josh's life and death some meaning.

Ronnie
Lilgoose42@aol.com
Josh was an amazng person. Good thing he liked me, being his sisters boyfriend for a long time, it was great knowing him and getting so close with him bc i knew if i ever needed help or a big guy to help me with something he would be there in a heartbeat. He had such a great sense of humor, no matter what time of the day once i walked through the front door at his house i would start laughing. His presense even made me laugh. The best memory i have with him was when me and kerri were watching a movie and he called me into his room , an hour later i walked back to kerri's room and she asked me where i was, i had to tell her that her brother was givning me a fashion show and wanted my advice! Josh you are in a better place now with alot of amazing people. You leave an amazing family behind, that will always keep your spirit alive. To Josh's family, which i could also call my family! i hope you all get through this knowing how amazing Josh was and how he has now effected millions of lives across the country. Josh we all miss you and you will never be forgotten.

Lisa Menschel
I'm a friend of Josh's Aunt Sharon and Uncle Jay and have heard about Josh's ups and downs throughout the years. Words cannot express my sorrow at your loss. I teach middle school and will be sharing his poem with my students. It is very powerful and I believe it will deter children from getting involved with drugs. My deepest sympathy on your loss.

i cant still cant believe that you are gone! i miss you so much! love you josh!!!!!!

D
You are always on my mind, I know you are giving me the strength to get through this. Please rest easy, and watch over us. I promise to keep your spirit alive. I will never forget you or the times we shared. We Love You. Keep us strong.

Kate
kl28@buffalo.edu
For those of you guys that don't know I am one of Josh's sisters. Last night I was helping one of my friends with some stuff, when he received a phone call that I hope nobody else ever has to get. It was one of his friends from home informing him that another one of there friends had killed himself. For me, hearing and seeing these boys so upset brought back so many memories of just over a month ago. Although this situation was different than Joshuas, It's still losing someone so young to one of to the evils that he had to fight with. My friend wrote a short poem in his friends honor that I would like to share with you all. I hope it will touch you as it touched me. All the good times shared The smiles and the tears The millions of laughs And of course the cases of beers But when it all ends Your name will be left as a brand For all your friends, your family, your loved ones We are the ones who will never understand You took your life And what it was for Maybe the time had come And heaven was knocking at your door But for what it's worth From all of us who care Keep on lookin out for us Givin us the stare For someday we will meet again And we will be saying cheers Sharing all the laughter And shedding no more tears -DD-

It's been a long time now, persuaded myself, that I don't need no one nobody else, And who i was i could conceal .. I know if I should live one hundred years, I'll never see another face like yours, on stranger seas or brighter shores, cause I know that-- my love was real...

erica
yenolom@hotmail.com
My heart aches for you and your family. Josh wrote that poem from his heart ! I am going to send it to my daughter who is also struggling with addictions. Perhaps he will save her! May he be in peace now....

I wish I could see you again...Every time I see Kerri it brings back memories of talking to you or being with you, it's supposed to get easier as it goes along but it's not. I love and miss you babe

amy
Boos420@aol.com
The page has hit over 8000 views. Bless you, josh, and the amazing impact you have had on so many people's lives and will continue now to have on so many people's lives. By far the most popular soul on earth AND in heaven... "yes, i'll walk in time with you old friend and we'll find that place that we, had danced in so long ago..." Still cant belive your gone. Still miss you the way i have for so long....you were once my buddy, sidekick, partner in crime and best friend....but the pain of knowing I will never see you again can be unbearable. You are in my dreams, heart and soul....always....

Cousin Kenny
pratoman@aol.com
It took me a while to post here, because honestly, I didnt know what to say. And I still don't. Only that while I didnt know Josh as well as I would have liked, I knew him well enough to know that he was a really great kid. And its pretty obvious how much love he had, from all the posts on this site. And I know Paul, and the rest of the family take great comfort in seeing all that love out in the open. Josh, I know you are in a good place. And I only hope that as time goes on, this loss becomes, at least bearable, for those who feel the pain the most. Till we see each other again, and we will, Peace.

Today I so felt like calling you. One of those days where reality just sunk in and it sucks. I miss you so much, and more and more each day

Karen
KZLUV@aol.com
I heard this song today...and figured I would share it...rest in peace Josh.. We made it final today. We gave you all we had, you made your getaway. All the love we all shared turned to memories today. I left the house and went straight to the church. I hit my knees and told God how much I hurt. Nothin' left of my heart; It's gonna be so hard to make a new start. 'Cause today our world slipped away. We buried the plans that you made. And tonight we're alone and afraid. 'Cause today our world slipped away. All our friends say we'll make it alright. We'll recover and start a new life. But that'll be so hard to do 'Cause living ain't worth living at all without you. XXOO Karen Z

Please never let me stop dreaming of you, Its all I have

I Love u bro

Sara Taglia
sara7213@yahoo.com
As I sit and read all the great letters everyone has written, I couldn’t help but wonder how Josh let his condition drive him to his death. Josh’s gentile spirit has touched so many. If only he loved himself half as much as he loved others. Josh always sought to help everyone. Putting himself first was not an option to Josh. Every letter I have read talks about the impact Josh has had on their life. If only he allowed us to have the same positive impact on his. Josh was not the type of kid he wanted people to worry about. He was too busy trying to put a smile on everyone else’s face. Whenever I saw Josh around town the first thing I would always ask him was: Are you behaving yourself? Or, your lookin’ kind of big Josh, what are you pumpin’ into those veins? And his famous response was: Slowww your rolllll Tags!!!! If only he loved himself more and cared about his insides as much as hid did his pimpin’ looks. Maybe Josh had so much loved in his body for everyone else that he forgot to stop and think the about how little he loved himself. It is only in the event of death that everyone stops and thinks how precious life really is and how easily it can end. I hope everyone who reads all the letters and the feel some of the pain that Josh’s family and friends including myself has undergone; think about the pain and scars he has left. Is it really worth sniffing that line, injecting those drugs, or pumping roids into your muscles? Eventually you will deflate or even in Josh’s case overdose. Once you’re gone you don’t feel the pain you leave. The ones who suffer are the families and friends. I hope in Josh’s passing it teaches at least one person that life is a gift and how easy it can be taken. I wish Josh had the mental strength to comprehend how precious his life really was. He was a great guy, a great friend, and he will truly be missed. May his spirit live on forever.

Beth Aniello
bethaniello2@hotmail.com
God Bless You...You were such a good person...always made me laugh. I will never forget Bridgview...I will also never forget summer school and ...Party City where i first met you when i was 16 years old.....You are a great loving person. You are in a better place now and until I see you again...May god rest your soul. xoxoxo Love always, beth

I just wonder what you are up to sometimes...I miss you so much. I hope that you are looking out for us all. You need to know how much you were loved...you will always be a part of our lives.

"Just to see you smile I'd do anything that you wanted me to And all is said and done I'd never count the cost It's worth all that's lost Just to see you smile"

It's not the same without you Josh!!!!!!!! God Bless you and we miss ya!!!!!

KM
Just writing to say that I miss you and am still thinking aboutyou all the time..I love you babe

dad
Found the words to this song so perfect now......... Please come now I think I'm falling I'm holding to all I think is safe It seems I found the road to nowhere And I'm trying to escape I yelled back when I heard thunder But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down I'm looking down now that it's over Reflecting on all of my mistakes I thought I found the road to somewhere Somewhere in His grace I cried out heaven save me But I'm down to one last breath And with it let me say Let me say Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking That maybe six feet Ain't so far down Sad eyes follow me But I still believe there's somthing left for me So please come stay with me 'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me For you and me For you and me Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking

Sapien
this is a simple piece of pity, a crucifix o'er a flexed chest, the benign happenings of his twenty some-odd years, that made cancer at it's best, It's the thoughts provoked each time he spoke, that trip in tendrils and tend to choke, each one of us when asked to say, how he factored into our addled days, and how a father, a friend, or foe? when I, a stranger, doesn't know, the math of lives, of boys gone wrong, of useless words and wretched psalms, that don't change times, that can't soothe minds, and seem so septic when some one dies. but man did that boy walk, he commanded his cool skin and black hair, just enough for most to stare, just enough for most to want, but not to hate, for he couldn't flaunt, if i were one to weigh ones worth, of all the bodies bound to earth, i'd factor the girls and freinds and drugs, and fear and loathing and acid lusts, I'd check the box for dumb denial, i'd scour for puke on the bathroom tiles, I'd interview you and make sure it's the truth, like angels do when god asks them to sleuth, and i'd weigh all the plots, plans, and descriptions, to be super sure when I made my decision, but Fuck life if it's normal, piss love if it's plain, this world needs more of the strange and insane, of the quick with a smile, of the sweethearts in war, of the boys that poets push pens around for, of the spines that keep twitching, and kicking in freinds, and the smarts to keep living, on and on round the bends. sincerest Condolences, Sapien Escalante

I love you Josh

Glenda
I was thinking about all of you this holiday season. The letters and notes are a beautiful tribute to Joshua. I hope all of you have a peaceful holiday and find comfort in your family and friends.

There is something to be learned from Josh's death, and 9000 people got the chance to learn from the tragedy of his ways. Hopefully some have not only heard, but have listened.

tom j
johnsont@optonline.net
As a person who was blessed to get a bed. I pray for Joshs every day that they find the rooms of NA. 16 years and I don"t even have a clue why some get the message and some do not. My Love and Sympathy tom j

Dominique
Happy thanksgiving josh...thinking of u much today...

Josh... its a very lonely holiday without you this year... I get so sad when I pass your block, I try not to look! you were a best friend to me! And I'll love you always. I hope everyone was able to have a okay holiday this year! Especially his family, I hope you are all doin better!

Holidays with you was always a pleasure. I missed you making thanksgiving dinner a comedy show. If anything was ever boring you always found a way to make it funny. I wish you were still here. It still hasn't hit me that i won't see you again. I love and miss you so much. I hope things are better for you where you are now. I hope you realize what you meant to so many people. I'm thinking about you all the time...I hope you know that

Holidays with Josh were an experience, and you certainly never had to worry about leftovers!!!

I was thinking about Josh today, as I always am. Lately, no matter where I go or what I do It's always as if Josh is there. I was in Mexico last week, standing on the dock at the local marina when a boat went by. I looked at the name of the boat "pez GATO". I stood there with half a smile, I thought Hey Buddy. Today I was telling that story to a friend. I was telling her that I feel like he is really with me,us. . I'm sure a few people who read this will know about GATO, for those who don't that's what Josh would call both of our cats, whenever he would come over my house he would come in my room and call GATO, GATO "D- wheres GATO?" and I'd always crack up, he must have said it every time he came over, and I always laughed like it was the funniest thing I heard all day, b/c it was. After speaking to my friend I went home and as I was getting out of my car I saw a mutual friend of Josh and myself, who happened to be talking on the phone with Paul, Josh's dad. I got to speak to him for the first time in a while, and I am happy that I got that chance. I know that to many people this sounds like a coincidence or like no big deal at all, but I know he is watching over us.

brian
I havnt known what to say for too long.i still dont.i just want people to know that i really miss you. I will never forget how good of a friend you were to me.i guess its all part of growin up.?i miss you buddy.truly

Steve Ormsby
Stepheno18@aol.com
Where should I begin....most of you who write are family or friends of Josh for a long time, and i suppose i could tell a little about Josh from my point of view. I couldnt really tell you how old I was, but I've been friends wit Kerri since we were in elementary school, and Josh being close to my brother Mikes age, they often got together the chill. There are a few things that stick out in my mind in rememberance of Josh. First to start off I would have to say would be Me asking Him if he could hook me up wit his sister, mind you I was in like 6th grade, that was awfully amusing, on that same day, my mom asked Josh for a light for her cigarette, its funny how you remember such meaningless things, that will now hopefully fill peoples hearts with joy. I guess the best time I had with the kid would have to be 9th grade,(Kerri sorry if i get you in trouble, its been so long so i forgot if your mom knew or not)when Kerri had a party, and him and a few friends were there. Josh knew me and a few of my friends so he didnt mind what we did, but anyone he didnt like/didnt know he threw out or made fun, which kept my night going. I guess thats the memories I keep with me of Josh. I just recentely got out of the Army due to an injury. Most who know me know I dont like to follow rules, and while I was in Basic Training, I made phone calls I wasnt supposed to. Unfortunetely one of the ones I made I found out the troubling news about Josh, and I was very upset that I couldn't be there for those who needed me. Im one to make people smile, kind of like Josh. As horrible as his loss is, so much good has come out of it...not to mention he is in a much better place lookin over all of us. Goodbye for now Josh, see you soon enough.

i just cant take it without you. i love you so much

Still waiting to wake up from this nightmare and you be here with me. I love and miss you....Thinking about you every second

I used to go weeks or months without seeing or hearing from you, but everytime we saw each other it felt like it was yesterday... I keep thinking I'll see you soon and get one of those hugs that made me feel so comfortable...

Andrew & Mona Silver
andy tatala @aol.com
Dear Paul, Judy and families. We just learned of Josh's tragic death. Words alone cannot express the sorrow we feel for you and your families. Our heartfelt sympathy goes out to you.

LINDA PATTI
GEMINI0521811@AOL.COM
I'LL MISS YOU JOSH,YPRAYERS ARE WITH YOU

Toby Breakstone
Tobelahb@yahoo.com
The only time I met Josh was at his Bris (needless to say I did not know him). I know his parents, his aunts and uncles and grandparents. I knew he was lucky to have them, but, I did not know just how lucky they were to have him in their lives until the funeral and until reading this website. It is quite clear that Josh left a mark on everyone who knew him. That is rare and special. Josh may not be here anymore for you to see or touch but he is walking right beside you smiling and making sure all will all right.

I love u bro

Uncle Steve
s.joseph1@cox.net
More then 2 months have passed and I still have had a very difficult time deciding what would be best to write. I miss Josh, I feel saddened for everyone else who misses him. There is an emptyness that we all feel. I hope many people have been effected by his profound words. If you find yourself on a similiar path, and now decide to choose a better one, then perhaps there would be some meaning that comes from this. There is a poem that I would like to share: At the rising of the sun and its going down, we remember them. At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them. At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them. At the shining of the sun and in the warmth of summer, we remember them. At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them. At the begining of the year and at its end we remember them. As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now a part of us, as we remember them. When we are weary and in need of stregnth, we remember them. When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them. When we have joy we crave to share, we remember them. When we have decisions that are difficult to make, we remember them. When we have achievements that are based on theirs, we remember them. As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now a part of us, as we remember them. - WE REMEMBER YOU JOSH!

the first heavy snow fall made me think of you. that crazy, crazy winter we all had spent together. it was the best of times....it was the worst of times. just craziness. i always remember us walking to edwards in the snow to visit you at work pushing your carts. a memory that has stuck in my mind for years now and will continue forever. good simple times. or so we thought. life was good. challenging but good. so much we take for granted. i know it was as rough for you as fun- it was a rough but fun time for me too. whatever i am not telling you anything you dont already know.... miss you and think about you often...

Dominique
Someone had mentioned the snow fall reminding them of josh...well the snow always reminded me of josh,even when he was still around..i have the most vivid memory of him and luke balcaidus (sorry if i mispelled your name)...when Kerri and I were little we were playing in her backyard in the snow...the snow was so unusual that year it was deep but it was so cold that when u walked on it it was like you were ice skating, josh being the older and bigger one he would always kind of pick on me in a loving way like an older brother would...i can still look out my kitchen window into kerris backyard and picture exactly where i was in the backyard during this particular memory, josh and luke kept pushing me everytime i tried to get up we were all laughing and having fun and we all noticed this HUMUNGOUS icecicle i swear to this day its the biggest one ive ever seen it must have been at least 30-50 pounds..and josh being the big man he was he tried to get it off the deck and it fell so hard on his hand it left his hand so badly bruised, i thought it was great since him and luke had been giving me a hard time..anyway..just wanted to share that memory with everyone..i hope everyone is doing just a little bit better...happy holidays

Andree Georgakis
Lilsweet27@aol.com
This is my first time signing on to Josh's website, needless to say, it made me cry. I truly believe that we are all put on this earth to serve purpose or a mission, given directly to us from God before we are given life. If Josh's death helps one person to see the devastation that is left behind for families to endure, then maybe that was Josh's mission. The finality of death is so devastating to those left here on earth to grieve, but not for those who have passed on. I believe Josh is living a beautiful and healthy life where ever he is. Paul, I think of often, and you are always in my prayers. xo Love Andree

Robin
rscoins@cox.net
I am so sorry for your loss. My family lost our loved one to drugs 12/1999. Our daughter was one year old when her daddy died. I have put his memory to good causes, educating the community raising awareness, advocating for treatment instead of prison..somedays it seems like no one is hearing one word, other days I feel lots of others have heard our message. Thank you for sharing your son with the world...please keep raising awareness in the community..that is the one hope we can make sure stays alive. Think about those left behind...before you decide to get high one more time...http://www.methrecovery.com

I wish that everyone remembers Josh for the warm, loving, amazing person that he was. We all miss you terribly Josh. "There are places I'll remember,All my life though some have changed,Some forever not for better, Some have gone and some remain, All these places have their moments, With lovers and friends I still can recall, Some are dead and some are living, In my life I've loved them all... Though I know I'll never lose affection,For people and things that went before,I know I'll often stop and think about them..In my life I love you more" - the beatles

i think about you every day Josh.

KM
Your always on my mind...Miss ya babe

We were both about sixteen years old when we were at this sweet sixteen for a girl we went to school with. Josh's mom picked us up from the Chateau Briand, and we had made plans to go hang out with these girls with whom we spent the majority of the party with. He and I were pretty confident that we were gonna end up two lucky guys. Man, once we got to this party we met up with our respective ladies, and paraded around like little idiots anticipating that we were gonna have these crazy stories to tell everyone in school on Monday. In the end Josh and I walked home by ourselves that night sharing excuses as to why nothing ever transpired. We laughed our asses off on that walk home, and I hold that experience in high regard, but shit I still don't know where we went wrong that night

God Bless all Josh's family and friends, and may he eternally rest in peace.

zach stein
djazstein@aol.com
My aunt Shirly showed me joshes poem. Then I shared it to my class. I feel very sorry for what happened. I know now that I will never take drugs because I know what they will do to you. I also gave it to my D.A.R.E. teacher.I am 11 years old and i am sharing this information with all my friends, so they won't do drugs.

Steve Braun
cheftino@aol.com
I can't believe it's been 2 months. I haven't been to this site in a while, but I think about Josh constantly. I have been sober for over fifteen years, and still when I read Josh's poem I can feel those feelings of lonliness, hopelessness, and despair as if I was going through that hell right now. I have a daughter, Josh's cousin Jackie, who will be 13 in two weeks. I have told her my story of addiction many times, starting the night we brought her home frome the hospital, when she was 2 days old. She knows quite a bit about this disease, and I encourage her to ask me questions about it; she often does. I feel that my wife Phyllis, Judy's sister, and I have done all that we can to prevent Jackie from using drugs and alcohol. Yet I live in fear that she will fall into the wrong crowd and be tempted to try. To Judy and Kerri and Paul, I want you to know that my heart and thoughts are with you always.

I love you Josh

Although I never knew Josh, I am a friend of someone who sincerely loved him with a true heart and an honest soul. I cannot express the absolute changes that I have seen in my friend because of him. Over this past summer he brought an amazing amount of overdue joy to my friend's life and was there for her when many others were not. I regret now getting to know Josh. You would think that because we both loved my friend we would have taken the time to get to know one another. Even now, he continues to postively change my dear friend-by changing her outlook on life and overall lifestyle. I thank Josh for bringing her happiness and teaching her how horrible drugs are and how each living day is a gift from God. If there is any positive light to be shed on Josh's death please remember my friend and how thankful I am to have her. She is a mature and sincere person all in thanks to him. His thoughfulness and generosity that my friend always spoke of could only be a direct result of how well you raised him!

Lorraine
assisvr@aol.com
TO JOSH: I SHARE MY DEEEPEST SYMPATHY WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY...I AM VERY SORRY TO ACTUALLY HEAR THIS AND MAY GOD BE WITH YOU..I AM SURE THAT HE IS WATCHING OVER YOU EVERY DAY..AND AGAIN I GIVE YOU MY DEEPEST SYMPATHY

GUY J. RONZO
GJRONZO@HOTMAIL.COM

We miss you and it sux without you

Not only will you never be forgotten, but as days go by you are on my mind more and more. We miss you like crazy. I just wish there was a way to ask you why?

jenn k
ive been thinking about you alot lately...just wanted to tell you i miss you...xoxo love u babe

loren lyons
thelman3@optonline.net

may the God at Josh's side be with you always-bill fritz

Jim Burleson
jlburleson@msn.com
Very sorry for your loss. Drugs have been a problem for so many of my relatives and friends. Wife's cousin had scholarship to Stanford but was lost due to drugs. I also have two cousins in their 50's who have major problems. Now in and out of jail, probation, rehab and more drugs. Unfortunately the road back is long and very difficult. As a former law enforcement officer, have seen so many families who had to cope like you are doing. I know it is so hard but you are doing the right thing to heal and let other people know what a fine son you had. Wish you best of luck. MSGL Investor

KM
Miss you all the time XOXOXO

By keeping you in our thoughts and passing down memories, you will live on forever. I think about you all the time, you are always on my mind.

Renee
You know Josh, I find myself thinking about u a lot. I have a problem believing when people die.. It's been 11 yrs since my father passed and I still find myself imagining him here. Wondering what it would be like to have had him see me grow up..And now I wonder what it would be like if we never stopped talkin and could still hang out..I just wish I could've seen you one last time or laughed with u or something.. I don't know... This is just impossible for me to come to terms with.. I swear I see you all the time around town... Maybe it's just wishful thinking... All those times I should've just stopped being stubborn n talked to you n now look.. I can't do anything about it.. It frustrates me.. Well I know you're watchin over me and everyone else.. But I'd rather u be here.. I get so mad that you're gone.. I know you're safe but I'll just never understand why it was u that had to go and why you couldn't be safe here.. I am sorry that my emotions are running crazy.. I just can't help it.. I love you Josh.. You always will be one of the best.. RIP

today makes 3 months, i dont know what to say other than I miss you. I love you.

I miss your warm big hugs and your beautiful smile...Three months feels like an eternity, Sometimes I feel like you are with me watching down and guiding me into the right direction I just wish you could have asked me or soemone to help guide you when you were in trouble. Till the day we meet again you will forever be in my heart and dreams i miss and love you so much...RIPJJ

Paul-Josh's dad
preplus767@aol.com
To those that are interested we are going to be putting together a taste testing dinner for the Josh Joseph Foundation as a fundraiser. I will post here as soon as the details are finalized.

jen
plutostix@hotmail.com
what happened to josh is an awful tragidy. it could of happend to anyone of us. friends who are still out there, look at all those affected by this loss. dont do this to your own family please. do what ever you can to stay clean. josh was such an amiable and promising person. it shouldnt have happened to him. he will be missed.

Please post more stories about Josh.

I think about you more and more every day. Rest in peace

Danielle Vila
Veela1224@aol..com
Wow I don't even know what to say. I just found out about this website today. My heart goes out to his family and I am so so sorry for their loss. Josh was a really great person and he will be missed forever. I have known him since 7th grade and remained friends with him through high school. After that we lost touch but we always saw each other around. I will never forget in 10th grade we had biology together and he always used to snap my fingers and we would always have so much fun together. Josh I love you and you will be in my heart forever.

Gina P.
AngelGina925@aol.com
I knew Josh since I was in Kindergarden and all I have are great memories of him. I remember him bench pressing me and Kerri, and I remember him making fun of us 'cause we played with barbies. But most of all, I remember how whenever we really needed him, he was there. Josh, you'll be forever in my heart and my deepest sympathy to Kerri, Judy and Paul. Only the good die young, truly.

Always on my mind

Gina P.
EVERTIME I HEAR THIS SONG IT MAKES ME THINK OF JOSH...RIP, WE ALL LOVE YOU. This world This world is cold But you don't You don't have to go You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care You're mother's gone and your father hits you This pain you cannot bear But we all bleed the same way as you do And we all have the same things to go through Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Your days You say they're way too long And your nights You can't sleep at all Hold on And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to no more And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to no more But we all bleed the same way as you do And we all have the same things to go through Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Don't stop looking, you're one step closer Don't stop searching, it's not over Hold on What are you looking for? What are you waiting for? Do you know what you're doing to me? Go ahead...What are you waiting for? Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Don't stop looking, you're one step closer Don't stop searching, it's not over Hold on if you feel like letting go Hold on it gets better than you know Hold on

you never realize how much someone affects you until they're not there anymore and it hurts...

flavio
yayo51@citlink.net
R.I.P ;p

still thinking of you everyday...you are impossible to forget..<3

Rachel Segota
BabyAngelGrL03@aol.com
My deepest sympathy to Kerri and her family. I wish Josh peace, And may all memories about josh be forever fresh in everyones mind....my love to all. R.I.P Josh

Every now and then I sit and cry. Josh's death has had an impact on my life that words just cannot do justice. I can't believe he is gone.

To Josh's family...Just wanted to let you know you are still in our prayers and we will never forget about our friend Josh.

KM
I'm still missing you.

Kristina
guessmodel17@aol.com
*Frankie Ferrari* 06/10/85- 01/29/04 Sometimes people don't realize that drugs take over there life...but when they do...it's to late. Good People dont Desrve to leave us this way!

ryan larkin
imyodaddi@aol.com
i read this site almost everyday, and i dont know why its taking me until february to write, Josh was my friend since kindegarden and i will never forget him, from riding our bikes "up-town", countless games of basketball and manhunt, backyard hopping, ring and running, hangin out at the watertower, to partying in highschool,and owning hempstead turnpike, endless memories. Although we kinda grew apart this past 2 years, ill never forget his happiness to see me when i walked into farrells a week before he passed. i think about him all the time and i wish i was a better friend to him these past 2 years, im deeply sorry to Paul, Judy and Kerri. i think i speak for everyone who knew him when i say josh was golden... But nothing gold can stay Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. - Robert Frost till we meet again bro -larkin

Cara Crichton
ppradabiitch@aol.com
I never met Josh, and never knew his family, but I now know what an amazing person he was. He obviously had a huge impact on the lives of many. From all of the stories, I am sure that he was a great person who touched many people in more ways that one. He seemed like such a great guy with a huge heart. So many people had so many great things to say about him. It's very nice that everyone is sharing their memories of him with eachother, and I am sure that it is helping everyone cope with this. I am so sorry for your loss. My deepest condolonces to his entire family. You are all in my prayers, always and forever. - Cara

Caragh
I'll miss Josh, and pray for you everyday.

I just want to thank everyone who has posted these little snippets of Josh's life. He was such a beautiful person both inside and outside. Hopefully people are learning about him here and are learning to change their lives in a better direction

Please keep posting!!

Jesse Marcus
Jessman9325@aol
I REALLY DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY EXCEPT THE FACT THAT JOSH WAS ONE HECK OF A HUMAN BEING. HE WAS ACTUALLY ONE OF THE FIRST PEOPLE I MET IN H.S. HE WAS IN MY 1ST PERIOD CLASS MY FRESHMAN YEAR. ALL I COULD REMEMBER IS HIM ALWAYS HAPPY CHEERFUL ETC. I REMEMBER SEEING HIM OVER THE SUMMER STILL THE SAME HAPPY SMILING ETC. GOD BLESS YOU JOSH.

Kerri
Not a day goes by when i don't think of you...I love you and miss you more then anyone could understand

You were in my dream last night except we were probably 14 years old at the time.. laughing, playing... I wish it was then instead of now....

I think the most interesting thing about Joshua was that he was such a big tough guy on the outside, but anyone who knew him knows that that it was just a fascade, that in reality, he was a sensitive, soft, and emotional guy, the opposite of what he would let you see.

Jocelyn
I miss Josh. I come to the site often & catch up on all the stories people have to tell in their memories of him. I miss seeing him around the places we used to hang out at. The summer is when I'll really miss looking forward to seeing him around, because the summer reminds me of him and last summer. We'd always call eachother while he was at the gym, or while he was workin' and on his deliveries. We'd both be at the beach on our cell/s with eachother letting eachother know where we'd be later on that night and later that night show off our tans to eachother when we'd go out. He was always introducing me to new people and his very side circle of friends. I'll see his group of friends and it's almost like I still look for him. I'll see someone who reminds me of him and for a quick second I'll even think it might be him. There's just this energy, or vibrance.. something I can't explain, but something is missing and for me to say that as someone who didn't know him for a very long period of time, I can't even begin to imagine what it's like and how tough it is for all those who were so very close to him. I still have kept his numbers in my cell phone and every so often i'll be in a sad mood and look for someone to talk to or spend a little time with & i'll think of Josh because he'd be the perfect company. He wouldn't judge me or critiscize me or even so much as to give me advice, he'd listen and make me laugh because he was that type of guy that I could just easily call If I wanted to. Whatever it was, he'd let you know either way it would be ok and I could almost hear his voice and the way he'd speak. Even thuogh he's not around, he still makes me laugh and smile when I think of him. I'm sad that I didn't get to hang out with him those extra times when I could have but I turned the opportunity down. But I had no idea and If I had known. But that's the thing, you never know and you never think that anything like this could happen to you or the one's you know. Makes you think about alot and appreciate a whole lot more, and even take advantage of certain situations that it's ok to. Makes you stop and think about your own actions and mabye even change, or not do things you were considering because you remember Josh and how close to home a sad story could hit...

i miss Josh so much i just cant get his face out of my head sometimes i close my eyes and for a minute i am with him and we are back driving around in his car or wasting time at his job just doing stupid things that most people take for granted, but we really didn't, thats such a beautiful quality of his, he may have made careless decisions sometimes but he never took a single day or friendship for granted. Josh seemed truly happy in his friendships and loved all of his friends dearly. we all miss him and love him dearly too. I really hope there is a heaven so that i can see him again one day

i have wanted to write what i truly feel for 4 months now, but have stopped myself because i do not want to upset anyone further or make things harder than they have to be. But the truth is that this is killing me. I have tried so hard to be as positive and as strong as i possibly can but it is not easy. i am not only sad and dissapointed but iam still enraged. this is such a sour pill to swallow for everyone. every wonderful thing written about my friend on this site is true, which makes this whole thing even harder to accept, he was just too goddamn good to go out like this. i know that my wanting him back is selfish because he is now at peace and no longer suffering, but i almost dont care i really want him here.

i miss u and i love you

Almost everyday I sit and look at this website and go through the pictures which I've memorized, re-read thru what people have written and it still puzzles me how and why this happend.Everyone that has signed this and everyone that knew Josh has the same thing to say, what an unbelieveable person he was. And he truley was, even though I didn't know him long the memories I have of him and our times together are unforgetable. I guess it still hasn't really sunk in that he's gone because as someone else said whenever I go out and see his friends or am at a place where I used to see him I still look around for him or think i see him...Whenever I saw him over the summer either at the beach or at a club my heart would jump a beat and I would get so excited to see him, you could always spot him right away because he was most likely the biggest guy there.To Kerri and his family stay strong my thoughts and prays are with you. And for you Josh-U always will be with me in my dreams, and memories but most of all my heart. I love and miss you baby.

I want Josh's family to know that his story is never going to be forgotten. I often find myself telling people about him and the sad way that he came to pass. I tell it not only to honor Josh, and the beautiful person he was, but also to show how your life can slip away by the mistakes you make and the way you decide to live your life. The reaction almost everytime is Enlightenment...An eye opener. When I think about how precious and fragile our lives really are I am overcome. My heart and thoughts, prayers and hope are with your family. 'Till we meet again Josh...

Ahmed K
akurtom@hotmail.com
I don't know Josh, and this is my first time on this website. I just want to say, much love is passed on from me to his friends and family. Life has a way of taking everyone life and giving it a purpose. Josh, among many other things, has set an example of how much things need to be changed. God is with Josh, and God bless him and his family and friends. Much love Ahmed

Nana
mermaid5347@hotmail.com
God bless you and your family and friends. I met Josh's cousins Marissa at college and I got to learn more about him. Seeing this site really touched my heart and even brought some tears. I wish everyone in his life the best and always remember he is in good hands. Love always!

Kate
kitkat971@aol.com
This site has really touched me too. I've wanted to write again for a while just haven't been strong enough. It's funny I use to think I was strong enough to handle everything. Josh thought I was too and I feel I'm breaking his heart by showing weakness. But it's ok for him. I Loved him. I Loved him more than anything, always looked up to him, he was my Joshua. But I've learned and all I can say now is shit happens, not for any reason but it does and people learn. I find myself thinking about him daily and mentioning him more than that, he was that incredible. He was my kid and I will never forget him. people, as of always ask me how many siblings I have and he's always included. He is my brother and I love him. Goodn'ght sweetie I hope you are enjoying what you have cause that's the only way I can imagine it.

as i begin day 1 of the recovery process i will use josh's tragic loss as guidance to help me through the hard times that will come to pass. i can recall watching cyo basketball games and him always grabbing rebounds. condolences to family and friends, he was a great person who will be missed and remembered forever.

If you continue on the path you just started and make something of your life, then Josh's death does have some meaning and importance. Use his death to help give yourself the most important gift...life!!!

only the good do die young....loving you all the time

I have his phone number in my cell also... everytime I pass it I think about what it would be like if I just picked up the phone and called everytime I thought of you the past 22 years...I know my phone call would not have saved you, but one last time to hear your voice is all I can think about...I tried to call once since you've been gone...I just keeping thinking that I will wake up from this bad dream ...

tara
Josh...i think about you probably every day. You ALWAYS made me smile, & it always felt good to be around you. Im so happy you came into my life for the short 6 years I knew you, and honored to call you my friend. Always looking out for us girls, like a brother I never had. I felt comfortable around you all the time, & knew I could talk to you anytime. I love you & miss you my friend, and you are in my prayers & thoughts constantly. Take care up there, I will see you again one day, but just not yet...

Jocelyn
It's been about 5 months already since Josh's passing and I still don't believe it. I still expect to see him around, especially this coming summer. Now today another friend of mine has passed away. The difference was Anton Parisi died in a car accident this morning on the Seaford Oyster Bay. I believe he was probably on his way to work. He lives right near the parkway & he couldn't have been driving for long at all. I can't believe this either. I keep thinking it's a terrible rumour or something. Josh and Anton died from different causes, but they were both so young. Too young. It's so sad. They had their whole life ahead of them. Ofcourse it's always sad when someone dies, but it always seems a little bit harder to grasp when it's someone young. You never know what day is going to be your last. You could wake up and leave your home, and not even be gone for 15 minutes. It's so terrible, so sad. You really need to cherish your life and be thankful for each day and take advantage. Tell the one's you care about how you feel, because one day they might not be there. I still can't understand why these two young men had to go, but I know they must have bigger plans made for them. I remember telling Anton of Josh's passing and now I know that Josh has a new friend up above... I'll be thinking of you guys often <33

It doesn't get any easier. Miss you like crazy.

just thinkin about u....love u always

God grant us all the strength and serenity to get through these troubled times, and the feelings of lonliness. Help us accept the things we cannot change and go on with the joy and the love of the lord. Rest peacefully in heaven and look over us all not in sadness because we don't know how good you really have it there

Think about you often. . .Miss you!!

Happy Passover....miss you so much...

6 Months feels like an eternity, I think about you all the time. I love and miss you Josh

s
so much runs through your head as you think about what it would be like if it were your last moments on earth. would you sit and cry thinkin of your younger years or would you smile? who will be at ur funeral and truely care? will all of this hurt? and what is this white light ahead of me? will there be a god or is it the light from the drs tryin to save me? or the sunlight beating on my eyes b4 they go black? tingly feeling running through my body now do i just have the chills? or is it my body growing cold because my hearts stopping? all of it feels so real until you wake up to realize it was only a dream of death and the ones that are gone from us only know the truth. no reason to worry because those above are protecting from any harm. Please respond and tell me what you think. Thank You-S

Pass your house often, thinking of you everyday. Miss you my friend.

no one will ever be able to put into words the pain that everybody is goin through with joshs loss, 6 months and u think it would get alil easier, or my heart would get alil lighter, but it doesnt...and wont J

in the beginning everyone thuoght soemthing good will come of this. Maybe someones life will be saved. the sad part is some people said they would stop but didnt mean it. i hope you guys realize he's looking down on you very disapointed. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE And to anyone who has tried to change, good for you, be strong

Paul-Josh's dad
If any of Josh's friends need help with their problem, or just need someone to talk to, my door is always open.

D
love you

josh i miss you alot! i wish you were here right now... i miss you so much!

Samantha
It's been almost seven months since you passed away and I still find myself thinking of you often. We go back along time and we went through alot together. Whether it was you trying to kiss me in seventh grade or sneaking in kisses all through twelth we had some many good times together. You were such a positive person to have around and always found little ways to make me smile. From screaming SHINER on the top of your lungs in highschool to calling me sweetheart the last couple of years. It makes me really happy that I can truly say that we never lost contact throughout the years although our relationship changed a bit. You'll always be in my heart and mind, and I know that for the people that really loved you, you'll sprirt will stay with us forever. Til we meet again.

I think of you every day and long for you to call. I hurt so much. I know that you are in a better place free of pain and addiction, but the rest of us that you left behind are lost in sorrow. You taught us so much.My heart will forever be with you. I love you.

lillcutie2@aol.com
After six long months I still expect you to call at three am just to say hello. To say that your somewhere, living life to the fullest. You were always the center of it all, you brought so much to where ever you were, to whoever you were with. I imagine just for a second that your still here, that any second my phone will ring and I will hear your voice. I know that I will never feel you next to me again, I will never be closer than to far. I wish your family the strength to face each day without you because I know that it is so hard for the rest of us. You will be always in my heart, always in my soal and always in the memory of those who were lucky enough to know you. My heart goes out to your family. I love you.

Just thinking of you. Your in my heart forever. Love you

Tiffany
Trex599@yahoo.com
I was thinking anout Josh today and how much I miss him! It is still so hard to believe! I love you Josh and you will always be in my heart and my thoughts! Osh Kosh Bjosh ;-)

Joc
This summer will definatly not be the same without Josh. I was out last night at the place we first met and would often run into eachother. I saw someone who looked so much like Josh and I wished it were him. A year ago at this time we were probably on the phone talking and laughing about the night before and our plans for the week. Even though he's not around thoughts of him always bring a smile to my face... I'll be thinking about you and Missing you a lot this summer!

lillcutie2@aol.com
Each day that goes by, every second expecting you to be there, each night expecting to hear you call, to hear your voice.I never knew how much you ment to me until that day, a day that I will remember forever, a day that I will someday tell my children about to teach them the pain and tragety of addiction. Your legacy will live on in the memory of those who knew you best or that knew you at all because to know you is all that it took to love you. That call to hear that you had given in to your deamons, hurt me more than any pain that I had ever felt for anyone. Josh, your memory will live on in the hearts of us all because we knew how truly beautiful you were, even if you didn't. I just wish that you valued your life as much as we did. To your family, all I can say is that I am truly sorry and I hope that your struggle will teach others that someone who seemed so strong can be weakened by something that is beond our control. My heart will be with you forever and always. I love you baby.

Tiffany
I was just thinking about when I had my either 5,6, or 7th bday party at some place and everyone was invited to come back to my house afterwards to play.. and the only one that came back to my house was Josh; he had gotten me the game 'Break the Ice'; and we played for hours.. I will never forget that time and that he was the only friend that came back to my house! I love you Josh and miss You SO much!

RL
think about josh all the time, it still hurts, in pretty much all of those pictures to the left i was friends with him at that time, sometimes when my phone rings, i get nervous cause theres a part of me that worries who its gonna be this time that ill get to never see again.

G
love ya and miss ya...keep watchin over us

I hope you are able to see the beauty of the world that you have left, so that when you return you would not have to go through this again. I can't stop thinking about you and I miss you like crazy. I hope you now know how much you were loved.

"Life has to end, love does not"

T
I Love you baby!!

Summer always reminds me of you. I am always thinking about you..I miss you and love you

happy birthday baby.....miss you so much

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN HEAVEN. HOPE YOU ARE AT PEACE. SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS. LOVE YOU ALWAYS.

I hope somewhere up there they are celebrating the way you touched people in your short life. Hopefully you are having a happy birthday. I miss you forever.

Steven
While I have never had the opportunity to have met Josh or his family I can't help but read the postings and extend my deepest sympathies. My brother met Josh at Veritas Villa and was quite taken by him. God Bless the Joseph family.

Marty
I love you

Mary Beth
I recently saw Josh's poem in a newsletter for a rehab. I know someone who is having a difficult time with drugs and photocopied the poem and sent it to him. Hopefully, it will make a difference for him. I work at a NYS Prison that treats alcohol and drug abusers. I'm so sorry this had to happen to your son. I bet he was a wonderful boy and very handsome. I was looking at the pictures. Hopefully, this foundation can help others who desperately need it.

Monica Potts
burnt310@yahoo.com
Hi, my name is Monica.. the other day I was at my boyfriends mothers house and we had gotten the newletter from Veritas Villa and inside the letter was your sons poem. We both read it and immediately it touched both her and I. My boyfriend had been an inpatient at Veritas Villas for two weeks in October of 2003, and had come out and stay sober for almost four months. He has however relapsed and it has been the worst pain in the whole entire world. Reading Josh's poem however has given us some sort of hope, that maybe Thomas can be saved. Thomas has been addict of some sort or another for the past 5 years. He is now 20 and thinks that his herion addiction can be controlled and only used for recreational purposes, me and his mother both know otherwise. I know that we will never give up on trying to help him but as time wears on, the fight becomes harder and harder. I saw your sons pictures on the website and it reminded me so much of Tom and I just want you to know how sorry I am and that I hope that the loss of your son is not in vain. I know he has touched my heart as well as everyone else who has read the poem. Thank you very much for sharing his thoughts with everyone who truly needs it

T
I love you angel!! Forever in my heart, forever in my soul. I gained so much from the loss, but I will never forget you. Your heart, your giant arms around me, holding me close when I needed it so much. I love you baby, your memory will live on forever in my heart and I will never forget just how much you ment to me. I love you baby!! Josh, my angel you are gone yet I feel you around me every second of each day. Though you will never again call me in the middle of the night just to say hello. Each night I feel that a piece of me is lost forever. I love you baby!!

DENISE
RCRAZY314@AOL.COM
I AM SO SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS,I AM VERY THANKFUL FOR JOSH'S PEOM, I READ IT IN THE VILLA VOICE (VERTAS VILLA FOUNDATION). HIS PEOM MOVED ME VERY DEEPLY. MY HUSBAND IS A RECOVERING ADDICT. EVERY DAY I PRAY MY TEENAGE KIDS STAY AWAY FROM DRUGS AND ALCOHOL. JOSH'S PEOM HIT HOME FOR THEM, THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR SON WITH US.

S
Just thinking about you. I haven't forgotten the last thing you said to me two days before you passed. A secret between us involving me and an estranged friend. You said that no matter what I did to her or what she did to me that it shouldn't matter because you knew that one day we would realize what we meant to eachother and nothing else would matter. I just hope you realized how much you mean to me and how great it was having you in my life for 13 years. You always forgave people and losing you has helped teach me how to.

Missing you more then ever!! I love you more than you'll ever know!!

Tonight, I was out and for a second I thought that I saw you there, a huge beautiful guy at the club being the center of it all like you should be now or should I say how you alway were. The big guy with the smile that could melt any heart in an instant. The "Hugest guy in here" I miss you angel, from the bottem of my heart. Always and forever.

To all of Josh's friends who visit this site often and still haven't made a change I pray for you!!! I know that many of you see yourselves as invincible and fell that it cant happen to u and it wont......but it IS with each day that you procrastinate... ALL of you have alot to live for and even more to offer this world and its sad that you could be throwing it all away for something as stupid as an "IMAGE" or a "temporary fix" to problems that should be confronted rather than masked by drugs...Its about that time boys ... its time you get to the roots of your problems cause drugs arent going to help them go away! AND Its definitely time you start being REAL FRIENDS to each other and STOP holding each other back!!!

Real Friends are the people who support you in the decisions you make and lift you up when you fall ...give you advice even if you dont ask...A REAL FRIEND is the brave person who will say what everyone else is thinking while others are too afraid of the risk....Unfortunately fear gets in the way of progress... A real friend doesnt bring you down with him ...and all too often im seeing among some of Josh's friends how true the phrase "MYSERY LOVES COMPANY" is ...and it makes me sooo sad to see that such GOOD guys can be such terrible influences on each other...the only way any of you are goin to stay clean and move forward is if u do it together and push each other in the right direction because supporting each other can only lead to good things and a stronger friendship make good use of the time given to you And look after each other so history doesnt repeat itself...if nothing else i hope all Josh's friends who are still struggling with the same problem Josh had reads this and realizes that each one of you has a purpose and a job to do now and making sure this doesnt occur again should be #1 on your priority list...Be SMART!! Remember there are alot of people who care about you guys and they hurt when u hurt!!! Leading a life involving drugs only paves a road of guilt, regret, and prolonged unhappiness and no one around you wants you to go through your life feeling that way....drugs have never been the answer to Fixing anything!!! They just make things worse... JUST enjoy the time you have here its already short no need to make it any shorter .....love those who care about you dismiss those who dont ....dont waste anymore time just do your best to make a tragic ending into a new beginning it would be the best thing that could be done in honor of both Josh and his family Be Strong enough to lead each other out of this mess and Im sure Josh will be right there with you he'd have it no other way!!! R.I.P. Josh ...watch over them

chris doody
stylinpooop@yahoo.com
i thought josh was a great friend with a similar problem.i got arrested and was staying clean when I last saw him in south east nassau guidance center outpatient program when his urine came up opiates and cocaine and then he never came back.he is a great inspiration for me being clean. I miss his great personality. now reading his poems i think i will go to more meetings to stay stronger.if interested i wrote really good poems also about living the life of a junkie and being saved from getting in trouble by the law and an eye opener by josh passing away please let me know i'm not sure if email works send letter please 1866 carroll ave merrick aromd the corner from you

Almost one year ago already and its time to head back to that cemetary once again ...I can't believe it's true still....love you so much

Still thinking about you and missing you always RIP Josh

College Scholarships for teenagers who have turned their lives around have been started at the high school Josh attended by The Josh Joseph Foundation. These scholarships are not grade related. Please help keep Josh's memory alive by donating to The Josh Joseph Foundation at the address on the side of the page.

S
I don't know about other people but I continue to visit this site on a regular basis. It makes me smile to read other people's memories of him and I have so many of my own. I don't think I will ever really get over the fact thats he's not here anymore but sometimes I feel such a strong prescence around me and it makes me feel better to know that he's watching over me. I hope that his smile stays engraved in my mind forever and one day we'll meet again. I send my condolences to his family as well as his other friends.

I visit this site daily. It makes me feel that Josh is still with us when I read the stories about his life. Please keep posting and keep this site and his spirit alive. Paul

WE NEED TO ALL LEARN LESSONS FROM THIS TRAGEDY THAT ADDICTION CAN HAPPEN TO ANYONE IT DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE WE ALL HAVE CHARACTER DEFECTS SADLEY SOME CHOOSE TO MEDICATE WITH ALCOHOL/DRUGS. IAM SO HAPPY THIS SITE HAS REACHED AND EMPOWERED INDIVIDUALS SUFFERING FROM THE INSANITY OF ADDICTION.THE POEM JOSH WROTE WAS WRITTEN NOT OUT OF CHANCE BUT TO LEAVE BEHIND SO WE CAN LOOK IN THE WINDOW OF HIS SOUL AND LEARN FROM HIS BATTLE WITH ADDICTION AND HOW MUCH HE FOUGHT TO BATTLE AGAINST HIS DISEASE THIS IS THE REAL DEAL THERE ARE NO REHEARSELS SO PLEASE TAKE FROM THIS WORK OF ART AND SHARE WITH OTHERS AS I HAVE-GOD BLESS

Love you forever and ever....

Miss you more and more each day, I can't believe it's almost been a year

If a problem has no solution, it may not be a problem, but a fact not to be solved, but to be coped with over time. We have learned this, but in those quiet moments,when thoughts of you become real, our thoughts can't stop the tears.

I think that what Josh's death shows us is that it is not enough to be a friend. If you know someone has a problem you have to try your best to make sure that they get the help they need. Maybe going with them to a meeting, maybe a group of friends could get together and take turns. Most important is not only to be there when asked to help, but to be there even if they don't realize they need the help. Let us all learn from this lesson. We all know that there are friends of Josh's going through the same thing. Let us be there for them. Let Josh's death have meaning.

Merrill
Mehk13@aol.com
Judy, Just want you to know I am thinking of you all this week. I wish you the strength you need. Merrill

i miss you so much. I cant believe its been a year. What I would give to spend one more day with you, have one more special memory to dwell on, or even just a last hug. I miss you more then anything. One would think the pain would lessen as time goes on, but that is not the case. Everyday it gets harder. Some days harder then others, and I take each day one at a time trying to cope and realize the fact tha you are gone for good. Gone for good in some ways but in my life you will always be here. There are so many times I feel you with me, watching over me. You will never be forgotten, by so many people. miss you more then anyone can imagine xoxo

It is now 1 year later. I still do not understand addiction, I cannot relate to the idea that you can not say no. But more and more I see the beauty that you didnt see, how much love there was for you, how every friend would have been there to help. You were so loved by every one who met you, but you never were able to see it. I think about you constantly, you are always on my mind. If there is an afterlife, I hope, no I know, that you are the center of the wonderfullness that will come. I love you, and i will think about you forever, you will always be part of my soul.

kim
i cant believe today makes a year. i miss you joshy.

It's already been a year and the pain hasn't gotten any less.To his family my thoughts and prays are still with you all and to you Josh I love you and still think about you and miss you all the time. Till we meet again you'll forever be in my heart and memories will never fade

one year ago I sat in that ER just hoping that my worst nightmare hadn't come true- I just hope that this year was much better for you than us, Josh. For you it was the end of your suffering, but for the ones you left behind, just the beginning. To happier days ahead and the happy memories we shared...ally

I can't believe it's already been a year. I still expect to see you when I pass by your house, or run into you at a bar. It's still so hard!! I think about you all the time. Love you and miss you more than you'll ever know!!!

Dominique
wow 1 year...all day im thinking..what is today...i just felt something...and then a song came on the radio,the song i was listening to as i drove past elsie and saw the ambulences and thought to myself..oh well there are a few old people on that block..not thinking it would ever be josh, hearing that song i knew it was one year and sure enough its here..i guess it must have slipped my mind bci cant believe hes gone a year already, i almost feel guilty bc i think about josh so often and i never thought about him so much in the past and maybe i should have..all my love to Paul Judy Kerri and the rest of the family...love you josh you're in my prayers and my heart always.. also if someone could please email me the name of the cemetary and directions there i would really appreciate it i would like to go pay a visit...please email if u have it.. Mingy63@aol.com

i think about josh all the times its funny bc i never realized how many great memories i have of him growing up because ive never really reflected on them and appreciated them as much as i do now...even now i find ill listen to an old naughty by nature song and think of josh just little things like that even sometimes ill see people and be like wow something about them reminds me of josh...but i just want you to know, im friends with alot of people who knew josh and we all still talk about him, everyone always has a great story that always puts a smile on my face...alot of people looked up to him around here despite his faults...he had a very strong character that people cant forget.

Paul
I just want to thank the guys that got together last night to celebrate Josh's life for a very special night and for not forgetting about their friend. I like to think he was there last night with us and enjoying the stories.

J.B.
I remember looking up to Josh in Junior High School (very literally) to the many long hours we put in at Powerhouse Gym in Bellmore. I used to criticize his choice of beer: "Josh, just because Natty Ice is the cheapest on the shelf doesn't make it worth drinking". There was never a dull moment with him; he was so charismatic and genuine, but the disease of addiction doesn't discriminate between the good and the bad. I didn't see much of him besides at the occasional night spot in his late years, but his presence was always accompanied by a smile and a handshake. You don't get the chance to cross paths with too many people in life who had a heart like Josh, and the long guestbook and endless support saids it all. I had my run-in with drugs a few years back and it landed me on a respirator and in handcuffs. While Josh may not have had the benefit of this kind of hindsight, his memory serves great purpose in keeping my life on a straight path, and I'm sure those who knew him can also find inner-strength from this tragedy. I hope those who knew him or just happened to stumble on his poetry can continue to honor him.

It has been a long time since I looked at this site. I guess I just wanted to forget about the loss that everyone has been carrying around with them, including myself. It's now been a year since Josh's passing and it still hits me the same way now as it did then. I still can't believe it. It's just hard to realize that he is gone and this pain in our hearts will just not fade. We all miss him so much.

John from England
I have just reread Josh's poem (it was posted on an e-mail circular sent out by 12stepsoulfoodforthespirit) and looked at your web site, once again. It is a great site - and has helped me more than once in my fight to survive. Josh's poem is a great help to me because I was going down that path, and struggled very hard in recovery. The poem reminds me of why I must continue to struggle, and helps me focus in bad moments. I have so much to lose - including 3 wonderful kids, a very patient and caring wife and 2 caring parents. Why do I and people like me put ourselves in such a ridiculous position? Why did I continually choose a path and life-style to which there could be only onhe end? I still have difficulty understanding how I could have done such mad, hurtful, uncaring things. At least now I have got out of the quagmire and and have my sanity and reason restored (been clean for 12 months - but it feels a lot longer than that). I am more fortunate than most addicts - I had a long life before addiction, so I had a good stable universe to go back to. Anyway, thank you so much for creating the web site and publishing Josh's poem. you must miss him so much. It is horribly ironic that his and your misfortune have helped me - someone who doesn't deserve help, but certainly needs it and welcomes it. Thank you and good luck in your long recovery road ahead

John from England
What I wanted to say, and which Josh's poem helped get straight for me in my mind, is that I know that I have managed, after a big mess, to get back to who I really should have been all along. I am not quite the person I was before I took drugs, I am a better person (well, a much wiser and more honest person at least). If I had died while I was still in active addiction (which was a possibility) my wife and kids would have lost not the "true me" but the addict that had taken over. And that would have been their memory of me, and my last memory of them would have been a distant second to my desire to have one more "hit". Now I have found myself again, if I do die somehow it will not be so bad - my wife and kids and parents have the real me again. Somehow I made it back home to them. I didn't die in the desert of addiction, so I will die "back in the fold". In Josh's poem, it seems as if in his heart he had realised where home was. He knew the value of being back home. He wanted to be back home, even if he couldn't make it. He could see home in his mind's eye. The poem is very lucid - and I think this is because Josh must have known what he had lost, and he knew the value of what he had lost. That can only mean that he understood what he was going to lose. I know that in my active addiction I wouldn't have cared less about these things, about the family and life I was losing. The fact that he did care about these things, and obviously cared passionately as shown in the poem, meant that he could still see "home" in his heart, even if he couldn't make it there. It is almost as if he had come to terms, an understanding, finally, with himself. Josh clearly had an insight into his position. To me, there is a strange acceptance in the poem of this - knowing the value of what was lost, but knowing that he wouldn't get it back. In that sense perhaps he had come to terms with where he was. The writing and feeling in the poem is not that of the madness of addiction, rather it is that of the understanding of the consequences of addiction. He was able to say goodbye to you all (in the poem) in his heart, despite the sadness and guilt I think he felt. That is why there is a certain calmness at the end of the poem. I hope I can have that level of acceptance when my time is up. I am writing this to you because the words Josh wrote have a strong resonance with me. I guess the resonance for me maybe different to the resonance the poem has for you, and I really hope my feelings about the poem do not upset you. I never knew Josh. I wish I could write a poem like Josh's - but I don't have to. He has written it for me. With all best regards, and once again many thanks for creating the website. I have just showed it to my wife, and she is much affected by it. I have told her that sad though it is, for me it is a message of warning, hope and strength.

Josh, I love you. I miss you today. You touched us and changed us, But you couldn't stay. Your Pain took you places where we couldn't go. Your Pain left you breathless. Your Pain never let go. A tortured Angel you were, such a bumpy rough ride. So loving you were. Now you’re gone and I find That I miss you much more than my heart can abide You’re an Angel in Heaven. You've left us all behind. You’re a star in the night sky, A ray of light in the sun. You’re the laughter of children. A sweet song being sung. Josh, I love you. I miss you today. You touched me and changed me. But you just couldn't stay. God has rescued you, Josh, And your Pain's taken away.

laurie kaminsky
lauk72156@aol.com
it has taken me awhile to write my thoughs about Joshua. Judy and I go back 40years from the bungalows. we lost contact over the years but somehow we found each other.Joshua and my daughter Jenn grew up together, i remember when we all went away for the weekend, and Jenn and Josh were jumping on the beds naked, it so hard to believe that it was about 19 years ago. Time flys. As they got older they didn't see each other that often but when Jenn went to a club she saw Josh, she said mom i saw Josh tonight. Judy and I will have a special relationship for ever. there isn't a day that goes by that i am not thing about Josh. Josh you are in my heart for always and always. love ya Laurie

John from England
Anyway, thank you for your reply. Actually, I didn't feel the poem was a suicide note, but it did seem to me as the poem of someone who knew how precarious his situation was - which was making him value all that he might lose if he carried on doing what he was doing (recognising that value, in the poem, as if it had been lost after death. People usually value things most when they have lost them and this makes for a very strong impact of lost value in the poem). Most addicts that I know don't seem to acknowledge this for a long time - that what they are doing will lead them to losing their family and may even lead to death if carried on unchecked (or maybe this is just my own situation colouring my perception of Josh's poem). Recognising, finally, (after much self denial) the real value of what I was are losing was one of the things that got me back on the road of recovery. What came through in the poem to me was that Josh seemed to have such strength of feeling about what he was in danger of losing. That clarity normally only comes with the benefit of much reflection - which I guess is maybe what Josh had undergone? Although there is an element of "goodbye to my loving family" in the poem, I didn't read in it that Josh wanted to die. His poignancy and strength of feeling for his family actually seemed to say to me the opposite - he didn't want to leave them, but he knew the road he was on was very dangerous, and he could end up losing them. Like Josh I often got clean for a few months, or longer, but to be honest it was always at the back of mind that when a certain point was reached (birthday, christmas, whatever) I would take drugs again (my drug was crack - very dangerous). I think I knew during those "dry" periods that I was only in temporary recovery - I was always planning and thinking about how I would take it again. How terrible that Josh died as a result of such an accident. Even if Josh did know somewhere in his mind that taking drugs is dangerous, after a year of being clean nobody would expect to have such an accident occur. It sounds very unusual to me (nearly all death associated with coccaine are from heart seizures or brain anuerisms and/or strokes). Paul, I know all this is very painful to you and your wife and family. All I can say is that the poem, your e-mails, and hearing about Josh died (and it could have be me) help me to avoid the many pitfalls. I am just over a year clean - what struggle it has been, though I now feel so much better. Josh's story - and now I know that he died at the point at which I now find myself - is a really strong message to me, and helps me on a daily basis. I read certain sayings and advice each day, and Josh's poem is one of those things I now read most days - over the last few weeks I have probably read it twenty times. I don't see this as a sign of weakness or frailty (i.e. depending on "props" to help stop me from using - I am past that now), but as part of being vigilant and remembering where I had been and what I had done. It helps me to be so thankful that I have finally got to where I am today.

For Josh And His Family
john_h_spencer@yahoo.co.uk
To Suffer is difficult- To Suffer without Love is difficult- To Love without Suffering is impossible- To Love is difficult- Yet, in through the grating of my cell- Flew a common dove's feather- It was white- And soft- And slow- It lay on the floor along time- Alone- Until I cradled it in my hands- Now I will tell you a prisoner's secret:- Not all doves are common!

miss you tyson......

STEVE SARACINO
Scino@optonline.net
I just came back from the Army after 3 years and everyday I think of Josh.We were like brothers and yeah I did the same things Josh did. Sometimes I feel guilt, other times sad, but most of all i cant help but feel mad! Mad that those drug counselors would even think for one second that thats the way Josh was.They make him sound weak and addicted but he was anything but,Josh was my boy and was always a leader, his parents raised him well and he was always happy and partying He just went to far that day . Ever think he wrote that poem because they made him write one in rehab? EVERYONE KNOWS JOSH WAS A GREAT PERSON and i'll always be thinking of you Bro. SEE YOU SOON BROTHER/ -Steve-

Paul-Josh's dad
Ive got to respond to Steve. It was not that Josh went too far that day. Josh did something that day that he should not have. That was he used drugs. I am sure if you could ask him he would say that it was not worth losing his life over. It was a bad decision on Josh's part that cost him his life and left a emptiness in all of us. Yes he was a great person and a leader but life does not revolve around partying and Josh did not know when to stop. You got lucky in that the drugs did not take your life and I hope you can learn from Josh's mistake and stay away from them. They will kill or destroy your life if you give them the chance. Yes I feel mad also, not at the drug counselors, but at Josh for not listening to what the drug counselors had to say. He always knew better. They said no pot, he said I can do just that. They said no alcohol, he said I am 21 and can drink as long as I dont do drugs. They said meetings every day, he said he didn't need them. They said counseling, he said he had no problems. Had he listened to them we would not be writing on a memorial board. Steve, please learn from Josh's mistakes and follow a different road. I know you were a good friend to him, I remember how proud Josh was when we were sitting on the steps and you came to visit in your uniform. Life is wonderful and has so many things to offer. It is a pity that Josh never got to see them but his death hopefully will have some meaning if at least one friend or reader here changes the direction their life is taking. There is no way to control the drugs, they can and will control you and once they have control there is no good ending.

STEVEN SARACINO
In response to Mr Joseph, I mean no disrespect in what im saying. Drugs are not a good thing ofcoarse.I just dont like how some people are making it seem like josh commited suicide.Ther is no way on this Earth that anyone could ever convince me he intentionally meant for this to happen.You are right in all you have said,I was just upset that people assumed that was a suicide note. sometimes people just write what they feel at that time.There is noone that can tell me he always felt that way.I miss him alot as we all do but this is for everyone reading. Lets not remember Josh for some letter or some addiction thats not who he really was... Thanks for listeneng Paul. - Steve -

Paul-Josh's dad
Steve, I definitely dont feel that he committed suicide and I hope people realize that the poem was written as a project in rehab for him to talk about what would happen if he didnt stop using. This was definitely an accident. I spoke with him just a few hours before this happened and I know he had plans for the evening and for the next day. We should remeber him for all the great things he was but the poem was a legacy he left us and it is coninuing his life and spirit foreveer. This poem is read in 12 step programs in Australia and Germany that I am aware of, was published last week on the web in a step meeting area, was printed and distributed to prisoners in an upstate jail, and who knows how many people are being reached by it. That, and the memories we all have, is his legacy.

Lara Courts
I have looked at your web site twice now and shared it with my 13 year old daughter. I lost my son 9/4/04 of an accidental overdose. It was methadone, xanax and a pain killer. He was 21. Your son Josh reminds me of my sons physical appearance, strong and handsome with a good heart. They were our little boy's at one time. I wish I knew how much my son was hurting inside and the struggle he was having. Your sons poem helps me understand what my son was feeling.I hope they knew, and know now from heaven, just how much we love and miss them! God help us survive these tragedies!

Tammie Hughes
TaHughes@localnet.com
First of all, thanks so much for sharing this poem. It helped so much and made me feel not so much alone. When I ran across this site, I could hear my son, Randy, writing this. He could have wrote it. I lost my son almost three months ago, due to a drug overdose. So, I just wanted to say thank you for this site and I do know how you feel.

Be the lighthouse, not the rescue boat!

I was asked to post the site of Josh's grave. It is at Mt. Arrarat Cemetary, off exit 33 on the Southern State. The main building will give you a map to the site. It is closed Friday at 3:00 and all day Saturday.

Rick J.
mrclean57103@msn.com
Been down that road a thousand times, I know what's along the way; the same old places, the same old faces, lost smiles and dismay. Been down that road a hundred times, but this time I'll go fast. I'll break the curse that's been well rehearsed in those days forever past. Been down that road at least ten times, why can't I remember why? All I can see is lifelong misery; I fear on this road I will die. I see that road in front of me. I know just where it goes. I took it once it led to hell while fearing all tomorrows.

We thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. We thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. We think of you in silence, we often speak your name; all we have now are memories, and you picture in a frame. Your memory is our keepsake, with which we will never part; God has you in his keep, we have you in our heart. It broke our heart to lost you. But you didn't go alone, for a part of us went with you...The day God took you home. --Author Unknown--

alley
I'm very sorry for your loss. I myself am a recovering addict. I lost the love of my life in June, he overdosed on oxycontin. My life is forver changed. He was so special and talented..he had a beautiful soul. It can honestly happen to anybody..the addiction and often what we most fear..death. Josh's poetry is beautiful..he said what I've often felt. May God be with you and your family and all of us who have been touched by this evil known as addiction.

tina
I had the opportunity to work with josh for over a year. Although we only worked together and never really hung out on the outside, we had a different and special type of relationship. He made going to work very easy. We had many jokes (mostly from his deliveries and Satar..haha) and many serious talks as well. My heart always reached out for him b/c even though he would act like Mr. tough guy on the outside, he often shared with me his wonderful sensitive side. I knew he had a drug issue and i also knew the extent of it. We often spoke about it and everyday i hoped my words of wisdom would reach him. I heard of josh's death about a week after he passed. Since that time, i never felt i had any type of closure with him. I didnt get to say goodbye or say much for that matter. There was about a 4 month period where we lost touch a bit and only spoke about once during that time. If i was able to be at his services, that would have probably eased the pain a little bit. I didn't know what to do or who to talk to since i didnt really know any of his friends or family members. For over a year not a day goes by where i dont think about him. Only yesterday it was brought to my attention this wonderful website. Finally after a year and 1 month, for the first time i was able to see Josh's face again and say goodbye in my own special way. Josh knew how much i cared about him and i cant thank u enough for creating this website and allowing someone like myself to actually have closure! This is a place where i will visit often and instead of just having memories everyday i can actually see his face everyday also. I can hear his voice, i can picture his face, and i can still feel his big bear hugs and kisses he used to give me. It is only someone special who has touched u in some way that allows us to remember them so vividly. My heart goes out to his family and i am sorry i was not aware of this site sooner. I miss you everyday josh and as much as you are in my heart you are in Eric's as well. We both miss you dearly and will love you forever.

Ally
Today I found out that I lost someone else to drugs. She was also my age, like Josh, and for a long time was fighting the same battles that he did. I am going to refer others to this site as a place to share, cope and learn... two is two too many for someone 23

Paul Barton
Chicken Soup for the Soul
When I was growing up I do not recall hearing the words "I love you" from my father. When your father never says them to you when you are a child, it gets tougher and tougher for him to say those words as he gets older. To tell the truth, I could not honestly remember when I had last said those words to him either. I decided to set my ego aside and make the first move. After some hesitation, in our next phone conversation I blurted out the words, "Dad . . . I love you!" There was a silence at the other end and he awkwardly replied, "Well, same back at ya!" I chuckled and said, "Dad, I know you love me, and when you are ready, I know you will say what you want to say." Fifteen minutes later my mother called and nervously asked, "Paul, is everything okay?" A few weeks later, Dad concluded our phone conversation with the words, "Paul, I love you." I was at work during this conversation and the tears were rolling down my cheeks as I finally "heard" the love. As we both sat there in tears we realized that this special moment had taken our father/son relationship to a new level. A short while after this special moment, my father narrowly escaped death following heart surgery. Many times since, I have pondered the thought, If I did not take the first step and Dad did not survive the surgery, I would have never "heard" the love.

Holly
hmwdancer@aol.com
I have a picture of Josh on my refrigerator. I look at it every day. His beautiful face, his beautiful heart. As we enter the holidays it makes you think and remember the moments of our lives.Live every day as if it was your last. Tell the people you love that you treasure them. My heart and soul will never forget Josh...such a strong life force. Never forget to respect yourself. Never forget that you are not alone in this world. If you need help reach out someone will catch you, if you only ask.I am blessed to have known Josh and his family.

Scott
Wildthing226@aol.com
I wrote on here once before. I have only visited this site 3 times in the last year. It not that I forgot Josh or this website (saved it on my Fav Places). Its just that everytime I saw his website on my fav places list, I would immediatly scroll past it so i wouldnt feel sad. Throughout my life I havent experienced many deaths with family or friends. Last year was a punch in the face with a friend commiting suicide, then josh passing, then my friend Billy dying from cancer. Looking throught the pictures and reading what people have to say about Josh brought me to tears the first time i was on here. I wasnt tight with Josh, but we always spoke daily at school. Id most often see him in detention b/c he was always there and I was going for Demotts In School Suspension record. Since we couldnt speak in detention, all I could here was him moving his Tongue Ring around in his mouth. At the Gates after school, Josh would always be there and would be grubbing ciggs from me when i was a freshman. He and I were in Art class and on a dare, he, Fernando and I would drink 40's before and after class. Good times. I even remember asking him if he wanted to walk home with Vicky Sparano and I because I knew she liked him. They hooked up once we were ate Josh's block. I remember the day of his funeral and how I messed up the directions and felt like such an ass for not making it in time to pay my respects. I made sure not to mess up again when my other friend passed away. The last time I saw him was when he worked for some catering company and he delivered food to the Bellmore Firehouse when were were doing a standby for thier chiefs installation dinner. It was good to see him after a year or so. I have never done any drug other than POT. I was always scared i would have a bad reaction and die or become addicted and OD. Josh confirmed my beliefs on drugs and it continues to keep me clean. Rest in peace, see you in heaven.

Paul-Josh's dad
The Josh Joseph Foundation is proud to announce that we have sponsored a room at the Bridges of Long Island Halfway House. The room will be named after Josh. Please continue contributing to the Josh Joseph Foundation, the address is under the pictures, so that we may keep his legacy going by donating to worthy organizations.

Andy Neubeck
Doy420@aol.com
Josh and I were'nt best buddies, but he was a cool guy none the less. I remember seeing him in his Max or Volvo ( I live like a block away from him). Seeing him at school and at parties. He will be missed, and i regret not visiting this site earlier. Rest in Peace Josh, I will miss you. Josh's family, my deepest condolences. I know how it is to lose a loved one, it's horrible. I losed my Mom in 7th grade. And if you ever need anything, I live around the block. :)

Harrison Fier
It pains me to think that you would've still been alive if the hospital had not been so inconsiderate. I don't know you personally, but you seem to have had an impact on the lives of many people. You remind of myself, except that you were never tossed aside like a piece of trash just for being a good person. I think that if we were given the opportunity to switch places, that it would be best. I would gladly and willingly take a permanent trip to the graveyard to revive someone who cares just as much as I do without the response of rejection or hatred from those that you try to help. But I only speak in terms of "If", as it cannot be done. Drugs are harmful and anyone could be killed by them... with this I ask, of the limitless individuals that can placed under the category of "anyone", why where you one of them. You could've done so much for the world; I only wonder what it would be like to do great things and be remembered for them... should I drop dead at the the very second I stroke the next key on my keyboard, I would be nothing but ashes to people. This I can say for sure. So why is it that I live, and you don't... it should've been the other way around... or perhaps we could've both been spared and maybe, just maybe, you could've been the one to understand me. I wish I would've known you... I could've prevented this, I know I could've... and to an extent, that makes me just as responsible for the loss and mourning of your loved one as the inconsiderate hopital. I'm sorry...

sonali
raosonali@hotmail.com
Dear Paul, My husband and I enjoyed meeting you recently en route to NY aboard Spirit. We were so moved by Josh's story and impressed and inspired by your example to offer people a second chance to change their lives for the better. Keep up the good work. All best, Sonali

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i've never written on this sight but i visit a lot. it makes me happy to see all the things everyone writes about him. josh was such a beautiful person. we were kids at the time but he told me over eight years ago that i was his first love lost and as it turns out i guess he was mine too. paul and judy you should be some of the proudest parents ever having raised two beautiful thoughtful children. i wish i could share all the great stories i have of him but they are the only things left other than a few old pictures that are mine alone. i always thought there would be time for us to look back and laugh but i was wrong. josh was great and kerri you probably won't remember this but always wear your hair in pigtails and think of yourself as a princess...josh always did.

Cara
Whenever I look at this site, I always make sure that I look at the guest book to see who has said something new to remember Josh by. All of these memories and all of the stories and all of the pictures bring tears to my eyes each time I look at this site. Not only do I cry for josh, but for Kerri, Judy and Paul. I can't even express the way I feel each time I come onto this website. I am happy Kerri has it in her profile, because each time I look at it, I always remember how many lives were touched by Josh. I never even met him, but I know he was an extraordinary person, just by the stories that have been told about him. I spoke to Kerri once about my brothers drug problem and she told me to show him Josh's poem. I was ignorant and didn't show it to him. A few months later, he got arrested for drug possession and he was with both of my neices when he was caught. This was the final straw for me because he wasn't only hurting himself, but he was hurting my nieces who were 1 and 3 at the time as well. This tore my heart right out of my chest. At this time, I printed the poem and re-read it for hours.. Crying repeatedly. Every time I think about this poem it brings tears to my eyes immediately. I showed it to my brother and he cried while reading it and at that time he realized how much he was hurting me. Thank you for sharing that poem with everyone because you are helping other people by doing that. Kerri thank you for helping me in this situation, you don't understand how much it meant to me. Again, I pay my respects to the entire family and thank you for posting the grave site up because I think I may take a trip there. I am so sorry for you're loss but please remember that Josh will always be remembered in so many ways by so many people.. always in my prayers

"When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn't tie youselves to me with tears, just be happy we had some years. I gave you my love, you can only guess how much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown, but now it's time I traveled on alone. Do grieve a while for me if you must, then let your greif be comforted by trust. It's only for a while that we must part, so keep our memories within your hearts. I won't be far away, for life goes on. So if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near and if you listen with your heart, you will hear all of my love around, so soft and dear. And then when you must come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile and say 'Welcome Home'." Rest In Peace Josh. One day we will all be together again.. One sweeet day.

I can still hear your slogins and catch phrases in my head.i wish you would have called me one last time. i wish i could of been a better friend. i never got to thank you for what you did for me before; and now after your death. you will forever be with us.josh, you are apart of my soul.

John Poulos
There's a pain inside that you can't see I've struggled and worried how to let it all out Gotta tell somebody what it's all about I was drinkin and druggin but still couldn't hide All the things I was holding and hurting inside I gotta face reality is what I gotta do And admit all this suffering that I'm going through I wanted to be accepted amongst all my peers So I partied and carried on for 25 years Took too long to realize that this wouldn't work Came close to my death from hiding this hurt Giving to others I thought were my friends They took for the taking and gave no amends So to Hell with being accepted by all of them And accept myself for who that I am Now that I know it I'm opening my gut Staying away from escaping and just facing up Letting it out and showing my fears Brings relief in my suffering and comes out in tears Living a clean life and changing the plans Letting these feelings slide right through my hands

MIKE RAGANO
mikecentury21@hotmail.com
god bless you in heaven Josh

I had a dream last night that you were flying like a bird watching us all. I so hope it is true.

H. DeSantis
I have read the messages, written in honor, of your beautiful son & brother, Josh. Josh had much friendship, fun, love & respect. Josh's short life was rich. That is so important and must be very comforting to you. Josh's poem reflects reflects this. It tells much about his character; a tenacious, inner strength to overcome his illness, & the love for his family. I am sure you are proud of him. Your strength & love for Josh is reflected in this very site. Josh's poem is so very personal, yet you posted it with the hope of saving one-young person's life in Josh's memory. It is obvious where Josh's love & strength came from. From a mother who has a son, the age Josh would have been today. Please accept my deepest sympathies, H. DeSantis

Sandy Zellman
sandy.zellman@ESC.EDU
Hi Paul, I am so sorry for the tragic loss of your son, Josh. May memories of happy times with him comfort you.

To all: I have a drug problem -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I admit it! I grew up on drugs... The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?'' I had to admit it, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four-letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed. Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.

Dominique
Im sorry but to last person..i was very close to josh and his family and i took that last entry as a little insenstive to the situation...u didnt have a DRUG problem...i was reading your entry thinking wow...thats great someone is admitting they have a problem maybe even someone who might have used with josh...your problem is like stubbing your toe...it has nothing to do with the horrible scary world using drugs DRAGS you into...yea sure we've all done things we didnt wanna do and our parents made us WE ALL HAVE THAT PROBLEM..im 19 and i still do...but joshs problem was much more severe and ya it would be nice if that was the kind of drug problems there were but its not .so really that had no relevence to anything...i almost feel like u were mocking people with a drug problem..im sorry if i sound harsh but i was a tiny bit offended by that post..god bless josh..think of you everyday...and my love to the family..and in by no means was i looking to start any kind of arguement that was just how i was feeling after i read that...very dissapointed...

Paul
Dom, I think what that person was trying to say was that maybe a return to some old time values and respect, and away from the liberalism of today would help make this world a better place, and by doing that maybe some of these terrible diseases that face us would no longer be a problem. I dont think he meant it as a lack of respect, but rather as another to bring up our children, more in keeping with old time values and less in individual freedoms.

Scott H.
This is an honor to pay respect to your son. My heart goes out to you and your family This disease doesn’t play It kills I have gone to way too many funerals In my 17 years clean being 43 years old. I have been to more funerals than my mother, sister and brother together. I hope that you are able to find some peace I hope that you are still able to connect with Josh His spirit MARCHES on, and he is not far away Talk to him, you will feel his presence My heart goes out to you.

John Poulos
There's a pain inside that you can't see I've struggled and worried how to let it all out Gotta tell somebody what it's all about I was drinkin and druggin but still couldn't hide All the things I was holding and hurting inside I gotta face reality is what I gotta do And admit all this suffering that I'm going through I wanted to be accepted amongst all my peers So I partied and carried on for 25 years Took too long to realize that this wouldn't work Came close to my death from hiding this hurt Giving to others I thought were my friends They took for the taking and gave no amends So to Hell with being accepted by all of them And accept myself for who that I am Now that I know it I'm opening my gut Staying away from escaping and just facing up Letting it out and showing my fears Brings relief in my suffering and comes out in tears Living a clean life and changing the plans Letting these feelings slide right through my hands

Krista
krista57xo@yahoo.com
I just read this whole entire site and am so sorry for everyone's loss.I was looking up a friend Anton on the internet who died and his name was on this website so I decided to read it and it really touched my heart. I have dealt with people on drugs my whole life and it is a very hard thing to deal with. This place is hell and Josh is definately in heaven safely watching over everyone who loved him. Losing someone at a young age sucks! It sucks really bad. We all have to remember that the only thing we are guaranteed in life is death. God just wanted him earlier than he wanted others. He is now an angel watching over everyone. I feel this is definately a great way to keep his memory alive! To all his family and friends- my condolences on your loss.

I wished he was my brother. as i started getting older i took the same path josh did... driving to east new york every day, getting arrested, hospitals, detoxes and rehabs. but unlike josh i dont have people who care about me, when i finally decided i wanted help all the friends i had lost didnt want anything to do with me and i dont blame them. the day of his funeral all i could think was that this should be ME not him, but no one would even have come. The disease is so baffling. it takes control of you and even though you hate what its doing to your life you continue to use. i give josh so much credit because i know how badly he tried to fight it and its not easy at all. he was so lucky to have so many people who loved him, it makes me so sad, such an amazing beloved person was taken from us because of this horrible disease of addiction. My heart goes out to his family and becuase of all the love people have for him his spirit will last forever. this website has saved my soul just a little bit so many times. i think about him alot and wish i could talk to him and ask him what i should do but i know there arent any answers. i dont know what else to say but all my sympathy goes out to his family and josh, the poem is beautiful, i hope your soul is at peace and you know how special you are. One night josh like drove past some kids house i was at and of course we were up to no good and he made me get in his car and drove me home and told me he never wanted to see me with those people ever again, i thought that was really cool also.

Robert Peterson
This is very long and emotional but I thougt it was a good story to post here. She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sandcastle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea. "Hello," she said. I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child. "I'm building," she said. "I see that. What is it?" I asked, not really caring. "Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand." That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. A sandpiper glided by. "That's a joy," the child said. "It's a what?" "It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy." The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed, my life seemed completely out of balance. "What's your name?" She wouldn't give up. "Robert," I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson." "Mine's Wendy... I'm six." "Hi, Wendy." She giggled. "You're funny," she said. In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me. "Come again, Mr. P," she called. "We'll have another happy day." After a few days of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat. The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed. "Hello, Mr. P," she said. "Do you want to play?" "What did you have in mind?" I asked, with a twinge of annoyance. "I don't know, you say." "How about charades?" I asked sarcastically. The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't know what that is." "Then let's just walk." Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. "Where do you live?" I asked. "Over there." She pointed toward a row of summer cottages. Strange, I thought, in winter. "Where do you go to school?" "I don't go to school. Mommy says we're on vacation." She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed. Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy.. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home. "Look, if you don't mind," I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, "I'd rather be alone today." She seemed unusually pale and out of breath. "Why?" she asked. I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died!" and thought, My God, why was I saying this to a little child? "Oh," she said quietly, "then this is a bad day." "Yes," I said, "and yesterday and the day before and--oh, go away!" "Did it hurt?" she inquired. "Did what hurt?" I was exasperated with her, with myself. "When she died?" "Of course it hurt!" I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off. A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there.. Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door. "Hello," I said, "I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was." "Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a nuisance, please, accept my apologies." "Not at all -- she's a delightful child." I said, suddenly realizing that I meant what I had just said. "Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you." Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath "She loved this beach so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly..." Her voice faltered, "She left something for you ... if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?" I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with "MR. P" printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues -- a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird. Underneath was carefully printed: A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY. Tears welled up in my eyes and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," I muttered over and over, and we wept together. The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words --one for each year of her life -- that speak to me of harmony, courage, and undemanding love. A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand -- who taught me the gift of love.

Karen Lee
Leekhilliard@aol.com
I didn't know Josh, He sounds like my Tony 26 that I'm trying to save.Maybe Josh's story will help him. Thank You Karen Lee

Jocelyn
I Still think about you often. Amidst the sadness, you still bring many smiles. Last summer certainly wasn't the same without you. And this coming summer, I will still miss you just as much. Never has anyone I known for such a short time (& even longer for that matter!) trigger the good thoughts and memories that you do. I wish I knew you longer. And still, I feel like I've known you longer than I had. There's a special place just for you in my heart, forever. You are always in my prayers. <33

CAROL G
CRACHIG@AOL.COM
Dear Josh and Family, My dear son Todd is in heaven with you. I read your writing and understand what your family is feeling. Peace and love to you all, Carol G.

S
It's been about three months since I last wrote but I think of Josh often. My mother and I were talking about him the other day and we started laughing about the time in junior high when josh and I were "dating" for the whole two weeks and Josh kept calling my house to talk to my mother. He used to tell her how beautiful she was and that one day he was going to marry her. It was hysterical. My mother thought he was the sweetest kid and these happy memories are the ones that stay in my heart.

Joyce
Hell is Awake//// Mom and dad woke up that one fateful morning, and found their only teenage son smoking pot their lives changed forever in that one instant little did they know, hell was descending Mom and Dad tried talking and negotiating finding ways and words to help their only son their attention given fully to their son but they did not know, darkness was not leaving Soon Mom and Dad found their son graduating to heroin they found this only when their son overdosed in the bathroom the battle of addiction began to be too much to bear for them again, with little they know, they did everything they can Mom and Dad finally took their son to a doctor to fix nothing changed, as their son relapsed minutes after detox and after a few months to their horror they found HIV and HCV has became a reality in their household Mom and Dad went to yet another doctor, who said that they mut keep their son's behavior safe only to find a few months afterwards their only son had made three girls pregnant Mom and Dad, began living in a private hell none of their kin would help, none understood the shame and the deep pain their son had caused all fingers blamed only Mom and Dad Mom and Dad sought those who'd listen, through the doors of 12 Steps they have gone finally although their son was still addicted, their pain has slowly easing and diminishing Yet, tonight as Mom and Dad were at the meeting the junkie son came home to rip off their home Mom and Dad, were left with nothing The reality of Addiction is nothing but hell Addiction is an awakening hell, they know that by now dragging not only the addict, but also their families if families are not enough, they drag their friends deep into the abyss, the thick darkness of hell and still the darkness clamour for more and more ..... People continue to ask, why do you continue to go back why do you continue to live in hell, reduced, ultimately to animalistic level Yet addicts continue to chase the dragon, until the dragon stops dead, red fiery eyed, on its track to the addict, the dragon would finally look back and roaring vicious fire, the dragon chases the addict You can't tell the dragon to stop until the dragon has finally destroyed the addict and until what remains of the addict is ashes to ashes, dust to dust .... For those of you who have found recovery please stop relapsing once and for all the cost is too great, for love, there's no survival all are lost, until all is regained, through true recovery God, however you may call God patiently, and lovingly awaits you .... to reach out your hand and finally ..... take 12 steps into a life with God .... Leaving without turning .... honestly and willingly ... once and for all your life in hell retreating from your deadly dance with the devil

James Young
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*I am not my body, I am my spirit*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumns rain. When you awake in the mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.

On May 31st at Calhoun High School we will be giving the first Josh Joseph Memorial Scholarship to a child who has truly turned their life around. I will post more information as to the recipient after the award is given out as it is a surprise.

The Wooden Bowl------------------------ A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his steps were faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess, We must do something about Grandfather," said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for You and Mama to eat your food when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day the building blocks are being laid for the child's future. Let's be wise builders and role models. "Life is about people connecting with people, and making a positive difference" Take care of yourself, ...and those you love,....today, and everyday! On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him. Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. "Jack, did you hear me?" "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said. "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him, he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him. "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said. "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important. Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said. As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away. The night before he had to return home, Jack and his mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture... Jack stopped suddenly. "What's wrong, Jack?" his mom asked. "The box is gone," he said. "What box?" Mom asked. "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most...was...my time." Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!" "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."

Keep Coming Back------ All she wanted was love Then she lost hope. Her heart full of N.A. Her head full of dope. I told her I loved her It wasn't enough. She took herself out Cuz life got too tough. I hate this disease It takes and it kills. A pipe or a shot, A handful of pills. You told me to stay Didn't know if I could. Just for today, then I promised I would. I keep coming back In spite of the pain. This too shall pass It's just part of the game. Remember those that go Make sure it's not you. Just keep coming back I know I will, too

if anybody has any information on who recieved the scholarship, please post. thanks

The scholarship for this year was won by Marykate Rockenisies. for changing the direction her life was going in high school.We will be giving away a non-grade related scholarship for at least the next 10 years.

Yolanda Bianca Diaz
YCI, inmate # 324780
Today is an OK Day I’m learning to accept what comes, though through my toughest times. I’ve accepted but with a heart filled regret. I’m tired of living the life that will some day kill me. I continue to struggle for a change of indifference. Come as it is, take what you can Uncontrolled anger, stops any thoughts of sanity. Chaos seems to control my every emotional thoughts Because I’ve lived on it for so long. My face is wet from sweat and tears, I’ve cried so long, to wipe them makes no sense. Scars cover my body, marks once black and blue. From long periods of injection, which constantly vowed a love so true. A passion for a disease, that’s exactly what it’s called, My dedication to an addiction is what I live for. I’m confused between mind over matter, Love and hate, right and wrong. Cause deep down inside it’s like a game of tug a war. One side is pulling me to a life of hate and greed, The other side wants me to succeed. Why is it hard to choose between these two, I feel nothing but shame. At times I lay in the dark dreaming of what can become of me. Then I go to sleep, and the nightmares begin. Running hard with no destination. Thoughts of suicide with every injection. It’s crazy how I feel, like it’s the one thing that makes sense. With one prick, my troubles are gone, No more tears, no fear cross my mind. But in reality, I’m consumed with death. I’m playing with my life, Damn, no regrets. It’s sad how a bag can make you or break you. A needle that scars you, makes you crave more. I’m tired of loosing, this is why I write, Because I need to see it on paper, words of my life. See, no one can do this; just me, myself, and I. First Things First I need to find the courage to survive.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!

Josh would have been 24 years old today. Take a moment and reflect what could have been, and how it was all thrown away. Please stay clean, safe, and sober.

ally
I haven't been here in a while but that doesn't mean I don't think about you everyday. On your birthday I remembered that it had been exactly two years since I saw you for the last time. You were smiling, laughing and proud to introduce me to everyone you were with. I miss you and wish more than anything esle that I could celebrate another day with you.

No problem is so bad that using won't make it worse.

At lunch time, a recovering drug addict decides to pay a visit to his new sponser, who sells hot dogs from a push cart. "Make me one with everything," says the sponsor. The sponsee fixes up a hot dog with all the trimmings and hands it to the sponsor, who pays with a $20 bill. The vendor puts the bill in the cash box and closes it. "Where's my change?" asks the sponsor. The sponsee responds, "Change must come from within."

tina
just thinking of you josh...i love u!!!!

John Poulos
Gotta Tell There's a pain inside that you can't see I've struggled and worried how to let it all out Gotta tell somebody what it's all about I was drinkin and druggin but still couldn't hide All the things I was holding and hurting inside I gotta face reality is what I gotta do And admit all this suffering that I'm going through I wanted to be accepted amongst all my peers So I partied and carried on for 25 years Took too long to realize that this wouldn't work Came close to my death from hiding this hurt Giving to others I thought were my friends They took for the taking and gave no amends So to Hell with being accepted by all of them And accept myself for who that I am Now that I know it I'm opening my gut Staying away from escaping and just facing up Letting it out and showing my fears Brings relief in my suffering and comes out in tears Living a clean life and changing the plans Letting these feelings slide right through my hands

I've reached the point where I don't know what to write, but I think about you all the time and you are so incredibly missed.

leanne
thinking about you!

S
I've noticed that some of Josh's friends have not written anything in awhile and I know that doesn't mean that Josh is forgotten but rather that life no matter how cruel it can be at times does go on, although I still wish Josh could be here to share life's moments with. I still think of josh often and I only hope that he is smiling and happy where he is now. I love you Josh and you will never be erased from my mind.

Dan Millman
THE RULES FOR BEING HUMAN ~ 1. YOU WILL RECEIVE A BODY. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period this time around. 2. YOU WILL LEARN LESSONS. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called Life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid. 3. THERE ARE NO MISTAKES, ONLY LESSONS. Growth is a process of trial and error: Experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately "works." 4. A LESSON IS REPEATED UNTIL LEARNED. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can the go on to the next lesson. 5. LEARNING LESSONS DOES NOT END. There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If you are alive, there are lessons to be learned. 6. "THERE" IS NO BETTER THAN "HERE." When your "there" has become a "here," you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here." 7. OTHERS ARE MERELY MIRRORS OF YOU. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects something you love or hate about yourself. 8. WHAT YOU MAKE OF YOUR LIFE IS UP TO YOU. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours. 9. YOUR ANSWERS LIE INSIDE YOU. The answers to Life's questions lie inside you. All you need to do is look, listen and trust. 10. YOU WILL FORGET ALL THIS

i still think about you everyday. i can't believe its almost two years. i wish i could just spend one more day with you.

Sinead O'Connor(a song by
If there's ever gonna be healing, there has to be remembering and feeling, so that there can be forgiving, there has to be knowledge and understanding.

Kristen
I just wanted to say how amazing it is that over 20,000 people have been to this website. Even if one only life has been changed because of this, then it's one more life that Josh has saved and made a difference. I am so lucky to have been blessed with so many memories of Josh, mostly good and and some bad, and thats what keeps me going. He was a wonderful person and this website shows just that. The past two years have been hard, and I'm sure it's that same for everyone, but all you have to do is read some of these stories and and remember Josh as he was, and know that everything happens for a reason. Josh will never be forgotten and his strong spirit will make sure of that.

Scott Hammer
YOUnMEnHP@optonline.net
My spirit has been moved and touched by this story and poem in the past few years. My heart goes out to Josh's family and friends. I put together a 12 step daily recovery email called 12 Step Sould Food for the Spirit, http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/12StepSoulFoodForTheSpirit/ where I am featuring Josh's Poem and link to this page every June 23rd (Josh's birthday) and October 6th (anniversary of his passing on). People don't pass away, they pass on. From reading the above guestbook, it sounds like Josh passed on so much good to the people that were around him. His spirit MARCHES ON. I hope that you all have found your way to connect with Josh's spirit, he is not far away. I am grateful to be clean, by the grace of God and through the love of the people in N.A. I have been clean since October 27th, 1988. Josh's friends and family are on my mind, in my heart and in my prayers. God Bless You. Scott H.

I can't believe it's been two years... Not a day goes by where I don't think of you or a memory of you. We all miss and love you Josh.

Dominique
I cant believe its 2 years...its still so unreal...my heart goes out to everyone who feels the loss of Josh in their lives everyday...he is in my heart and mind forever..all my love..

wanda
wdigou@eastlink.ca
Your situation sounds soo similar to ours. Your son was a very handsome man and reminds me alot of my brohter. We lost my brother to a drug overdose one year ago today. I feel your pain and will keep you in my prayers. www.mybrothertheangel.piczo.com

Holly
hollyhammer13@yahoo.com
i would first like to say that i send my reguards to joshs family, i am extreamly sorry for your loss. josh, i cant believe this happened. i am so sorry for you. its been a while. i first found out about this web site two and a half months ago when my boyfriend passed away. we made a web site for him, and i heard about yours. i realized how important it is to write and sign on to the web page, post memories, stories ect. josh, we only knew each other for a short time but i have to say we all had a good time. last time i saw you was at the jones beach, you were with jack. you said something to me about my boyfriend that pissed me off. im sorry!! that was the last time i saw you. :( i hope you guys are getting along up there. ill see you when its my time. rest in peace!!

Jennifer
Goodbye Letter........ Dear Heroin, This is it, this is the end. Me and You are no longer friends. We've been together for so many years, You've ruined my friendships and brought me and my family to tears. Between me and you there's only one thing to say you've played with my mind and made me stay. It's been some time now that we've been apart- I have a clear mind and a chance at a new start. One things for sure you will not be forgotten- I dedicated my life to you and you treated me rotten. I ask one thing from you, stay out of my head- you've robbed me blind and left me for dead- We're through. Heartbroken, Jennifer

Hi I'm from Boston, Massachusettes. I just looked at Josh's website and poem and it hit me so hard. I just can't understand why he had to go so soon. After reading all the thoughts in this guest book I somehow feel connected with Josh once I read his poem. From the pics I saw he seemed like an upbeat kind of guy that I would have like to become friends with. Even though I never knew him I somehow feel connected with him. I just want to send out my condolences to his friends and family. Let's make sure that something like this never happens again-anonymous

God Bless You Joshua................. Josh, I love you. I miss you today. You touched us and changed us, But you couldn't stay. Your Pain took you places where we couldn't go. Your Pain left you breathless. Your Pain never let go. A tortured Angel you were, such a bumpy rough ride. So loving you were. Now you're gone and I find That I miss you much more than my heart can abide You're an Angel in Heaven. You've left us all behind. You're a star in the night sky, A ray of light in the sun. You're the laughter of children. A sweet song being sung. Josh, I love you. I miss you today. You touched me and changed me. But you just couldn't stay. God has rescued you, Josh, And your Pain's taken away.

Richard Bach
"The only thing that matters, at the end of a stay on earth, is how well did we love, what was the quality of our love?"

I miss you. I love you!

brandy
brandy_cutie05@yahoo.com
im really sorry about your son. and im a worried that this is going to happen to my best friend. i know how it is wanting to die. i changed my ways and my dad takes xanax and drinks im dont know what to do. joshes pome says alot

Jesse Bricely
kristonia@msn.com
I did not know your boy. Even though he sounds like a great man. I just recently lost my 20 year old little brother 3 months ago form a drug overdose. Reading Josh's lyrics reminded me of my brother. He wrote poems and mostly lyrics that were very similar. I am dearly sorry for your loss. You are not alone. Many people unfortunitly suffer the same fate no matter how fanctastic of a person they are. I'm sorry.

Paul Joseph
On November 5th a fundraiser was held for The Josh Joseph Foundation. We are proud to say $4450.00 was raised which will go towards college scholarships and the sponsorship of another halfway house.

Hellen Perez
I remember your smiling face when you were a child the innocence the trust, the love the faith. I remember your arms as they reached up to me just wanting to be near me how you looked up to me. I wanted to be there my precious little girl, but you must understand I thought I had a disease that had no cure. As you grew I watched from drug-induced hazes, and sometime no most times from jail and prison visiting rooms. Gee I knew you understood it wasn't my fault after all it was God who made me a dope fiend then wanted me to be a mom. Overtime I came around and you would follow me and when I was in prison you would write and dedicate the song "Don't let no one get you down." I watched as you eventually started following my lead, but I thought as long as you were with me you couldn't OD. I'll never forget that fateful day that I gave you the drugs, I thought you'd be safe as I turned and walked away, I still remember your loving hugs. Your words still ring in my ears as you said to me If you don't come back I'm going to die, your always leaving and abandoning me and drugs must be the reason why! I promised I'd come home to you, make sure you save my dope Instead I got arrested and went back to prison not know you would soon be dead. It was four months to the day that I walked out on you, when they called me to the Chaplain's office, to give me bad news. I knew mom was sick and I thought she was dead, My sister sat sobbing and said It wasn't our mom it was Genevieve who died. My mind couldn't cope I didn't understand, I said was she in an accident, please God not my Angel who I loved with all my heart. My sister said "no, when you didn't come back that night, she parked two blocks from mama's and O.D with your God, your love, your dope I felt my life had ended, I felt like God had punished me I had lost all hope. It seems an angel up above said I couldn't take care of you while on earth But I can do something from here. My angel gave me strength through her death she gave me birth. I learned a thing called recovery would set me free and learn to forgive myself and love the ones who were dear to her and to me. So today little girl, you've given me life, but how I wish I could hold you, hug you, and kiss you on your cheek. Everyday that I am clean I dedicate to you, You will always live inside of me. My Higher Power is a different God, one who stood by me and carried me through the toughest of times. He's a spiritual God who decided I was special enough to love unconditionally. I know your sitting there by His side as you both look down and smile and are proud of me. Thank you Genevieve, you blessed my life with the short time you were here, and you make the difference each and everyday, I open my eyes and I am clean.

Don Sublett
Paul, You're turning something that must have been absolutely horrible into something positive. Kind regards. Don

Even though the time together was much to short, we give thanks for the time we did have and the memories we will never forget. I love you forever.

dr.minoo
minoopothen@rediffmail.com
i am a practising psychiatrist from india,who saw this site while browsing on the net.i must say that as parents friends and family,it must be an irreplaceable loss of your son,friend,brother etc....but i think it truly wonderful that all of you have joined hands to undo whatever didnt go too well in josh's life by providing help to many who like josh are trying to reach out and often fail to be heard.i wish to appreciate the fact that you are acknowledging the problems you faced and this will definetely help more families in similar situations.my prayers are with you to keep on doing whatever you can to better many other lives...after all,living is all about a life well spent in every sense.

Blythe
I am thinking of your family durning the holiday season.

looloo
dogun@btinternet.com
Thank you for sharing yourselves with others. I am sorry for your loss for which I cannot begin to imagine your pain. The poem Josh wrote is incredibly touching but so true of many addicts lives who are gone but never forgotten by those who love them. I am sorry he didn't suceed with his mission to get off drugs completely.

Still thinking of ya buddy. Miss ya.

my prayers are with you this holiday season. Josh will never be forgotten! luv n prayers always

It's okay to ask for help.......................... One of the most absurd things we do to ourselves is not asking for the help we need from a friend, a family member, our Higher Power, or the appropriate resource. We don't have to struggle through feelings and problems alone. We can ask for help from our Higher Power and for support and encouragement from our friends. Whether what we need is information, encouragement, a hand, a word, a hug, someone who will listen, or a ride, we can ask. We can ask people for what we need from them. We can ask God for what we need from God. It is self-defeating to not ask for the help we need. It keeps us stuck. If we ask long and hard enough, if we direct our request to the right source, we'll get the help we need. There is a difference between asking someone to rescue us and asking someone in a direct manner for the help we need from him or her. We can be straightforward and let others choose whether to help us or not. If the answer is no, we can deal with that. It is self-defeating to hint, whine, manipulate, or coerce help out of people. It is annoying to go to people as a victim and expect them to rescue us. It is healthy to ask for help when help is what we need. "My problem is shame," said one woman. "I wanted to ask for help in dealing with it, but I was to ashamed. Isn't that crazy?" We who are eager to help others can learn to allow ourselves to receive help. We can learn to make clean contracts about asking for and receiving the help we want and need. Today, I will ask for help if I need it - from people and my Higher Power. I will not be a victim, helplessly waiting to be rescued. I will make my request for help specific, to the point, and I will leave room for the person to choose whether or not to help me. I will not be a martyr any longer by refusing to get the help I deserve in life - the help that makes life simpler. God, help me let go of my need to do everything alone. Help me use the vast Universe of resources available to me.

Diane
nutbmwsurf@aol.com
I am just about to let my daughter of 14yrs read Josh's poem. she was sent home from school yesterday after sniffing what we call 'poppers'in the UK to try and get a buzz! This was the first time she has tried drugs (that i am aware of) & i will do every thing in my power to make it her last. I hope once she reads Josh's poem she realises what she has got without drugs and what she has to lose! thanks for sharing your poem & pictures of your son with us. God bless x

I dreamt about Josh last night and it was so real. He was the same old Josh, full of life,love, and laughter. Not a day goes by that I don't think of Josh, and I know he's watching over his family and friends during the holidays. Happy Holidays to all and keep posting to keep Josh's memories alive!

I miss you soooo much Josh...<3

EARTH GROUP NA presents 4th Annual 2006 NEW YEARS MARATHON "SHARING AND CARING THE NA WAY" Beginning at 6PM. December 31st. we will have 18hours of non stop meetings. Guest speakers will share at Midnight and 10:30 AM. E.S.T. Come and join us and share with other addicts from around the world on one of the hardest nights of the year to stay clean. The coffee will be hot, plenty of chairs, and lots of virtual Hugs waiting. Spend the night with friends and family who care and share the NA Way... Join us at Join earthgroupna.org

dominique
Thinking of you alot today.....all my love

It's been over two years and I still think of Josh every single day. He has been such an inspiration in my life and will never get a chance to know it. Even though he is not here anymore, he plays a huge role in my life every day. He is the reason that I don't do drugs anymore. Because of Josh I have a chance to live a clean life. I love you Josh and I know you're watching over us. xoxo

please post new pics...thanks

Paul
I would love to post some pictures of Josh with his friends. If you have any pictures please send them to the address on the side or e-mail them to me.

stephanie
I didn't know Josh, but I came across this website while looking for ways to end my life. I am a heroin addict, 29 years old using for the past 2 years without may familiy knowing, and I can't stop. I thought the only way to stop was to kill myself, which I was planning on doing today by overdosing on heroin. After reading the pain Josh's death caused his family, I can't do that to mine. I am calling my mother for help now. I am so sorry for your loss. In an odd way God sent me to this site and Josh's death saved my life. Eventhough I never met Josh, he will always hold a special place in my heart now. I am so sorry for his family.

Joshs Dad
for Stephanie
You didnt leave us an e-mail address to contact you, but if there is anything we can do to help you please contact us and let us know. We will do anything we can to help you. The e-mail address is above

Denise F
dmfertittarn@sbcglobal.net
I am so sorry for your loss. I see my son in your son's face and eyes. He has not died, not yet. We have tried so very hard to help him with his addiction of meth, but it has conquered him. He was out on the streets, living, because we could not help him anymore. Feeling and thinking he had hit rock bottom we brought him back home on Christmas when he promised to join the military since he had no high school education (dropped out at 18-two months before graduation) and couldn't find anyone who wanted to hire a 21 year old with a GED, knowing that the military would give him education, salary, roof over his head, food on his table, clothes on his back. Within a week of bringing him home he started using again. He has lost six friends and one cousin to drug overdose deaths. You would think it would impact his brain in some way to not be like them. I love him so and truly am scared that someday I will have to bury him and never see his precious face again or hear his voice or the tender touch of his fingers as they flit across the guitar strings. But I can't get him to realize any of this. I am so so sorry for your loss!!! I pray for you and yours. Please pray for me and mine. Thankyou.

Directions to NA: Just go straight to hell and make a U-turn

Choices Sobriety has taught me that "Just for today" I have Freedom of choice. Freedom to choose to: OR Freedom to choose to: Drink......OR......Not Drink Stay Sick......OR......Get Well Live in the Past......OR......Live in the Today Stay Irresponsible......OR......Learn to Accept Responsibility Deny......OR......Accept React......OR......Think and Act Go It Alone......OR......Seek Help Be Dishonest......OR......Truthful Feel Self Pity......OR......Live Gratitude Have Fear......OR......Have Faith Swear......OR......Have Prayer Suffer Humiliation......OR......Seek Humility Try and Change Others......OR......Change Myself Analyze Everything......OR......Utilize the Steps Feel Guilt......OR......Seek Forgiveness Dwell on the Negative......OR......Live the Positive Vegetate......OR......Grow Be Impatient......OR......Learn Patience Be Judgmental......OR......Be Tolerant of Others Be Sad......OR......Be Happy Be Disrespectful of Others......OR......Treat All With Courtesy, Dignity and Respect Be Lonely......OR......Be a Friend Procrastinate......OR......Do It Now Complicate......OR......Simplify Be a Slave to the Bottle......OR......Be Free to Be Me Die a Slow Death......OR......Live a Full Life Be Selfish......OR......Caring Hoard......OR......Share of Myself Lust......OR......Love Be Shattered......OR......Whole Believe in No-One......OR.......Believe in God

My name is Phil and I wanted to share with those reading these lines a bit of my story. It is a sad one. Drugs kill people. I’ve seen it happened. The problem is, when we use them, we just don't see it. At all! I understand that. I have taken drugs for a long time in my life. Eventually, I ended up (5 weeks) Rehab in the Drugs and Alcohol Unit of the Hospital. That was over 20 years ago. That saved my life... my marriage... and my own family. But that is not the topic at hand. My older brother started taking drugs in his teens. In his mid 30’s, he was into Cocaine. One morning, got his fix and drove away in his car. Shortly after, he was dead at the wheel of his vehicle. He had, according to the Police report: “strangely driven right into a cement wall” on the highway. Dead cold. My sister, at 22 years old, bought a motorcycle with her boyfriend. Right after their purchase, they celebrated their new liberty by smoking a spliff (pot). Then, they decided to drive into the hills north of our home… Missed a curve and were projected off the motorbike. My sister’s body was plunged down on a huge rock in the ditch and the motorbike ended up tumbling and crushing her to death. She died less than an hour after purchasing her new wheels. Another sister was heavily involved in different types of Drugs. Her life was hell. One night, she was shot in the head by her own "straight" son who just simply could no longer cope with that horrible lifestyle. I think his mother’s way of life had made him go temporarily crazy… As I write these lines, he is in jail for first degree murder. He was still a minor. These are all true stories… they are part of my life… and all related to drugs. Can you imagine the pain afflicted upon the family members also. Just stop and think about it. These are people who are loved and by their own choices self destruct. Just like suicide. The pain reaches far beyond the user. Drug use makes us all victims. If you can get out of it, do everything you can to do so. Get help. Do it now. You just don’t know what’s around the corner.

Mark Spitler
With no whiskey with no wine I¹m able to have a kick ass time with no downers with no speed it¹s full blown life I¹m guaranteed with no needles with no spoon I chase parked cars and howl at the moon I¹m livin life clean-n-crazy no longer livin to push up daisies I don¹t laugh with l.s.d. I¹m a chuckling monkey in a tree no more better living through chemistry I still have a mouth that talks to me from the side of my neck with a couple of jokers and half of a deck I¹m still clean I¹ll always be crazy I walk through life¹s fog no matter how hazy no more dull imagination from smokin pot I¹m livin a life I¹ve always sought with natural clean kilowatt

NJ
themissinglynk_2@hotmail.com
HI MY NAME IS NJ.I'M FROM NOVA SCOTIA,CANADA.I WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH FOR WRITING WORDS ON MY NEWPHEW'S SITE (ROBBIE).I HAVE READ SOME OF THE STORIES ABOUT YOUR SON AND HE SEEMED TO ME TO BE LOVING AND CARING.I AM SO SORRY ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM, AND I HOPE THIS WEB SITE HELPS TOO I KNOW ROBBIE'S HELPS ME AND HIS FAMILY.I THANK GOD FOR THESE KINDS OF WEB SITES...MY YOUNGER SISTER WHO IS ABOUT TO TURN 24 IS AN ADDICT BUT SHE IS DOING SO WELL NOW...SHE HAS BEEN CLEAN NOW FOR 7 MONTHS..I AM SO PROUD OF HER!!!.I JUST HOPE ROBBIE'S WEB SITE AND JOSH'S SITE WILL HELP HER SEE THE RIGHT THING TO DO....THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND MY THOUGHT'S AND PRAYER'S GO OUT TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY...NJ

Joe Delzotto
JoeDelzotto@Hotmail.com
Hi my name is Joe Delzotto and I went to high school with your son josh. I was never really friends with Josh in high school but I was always had a class with him every year we were in high school. I just got back from italy a couple of months ago and I ran into a classmate of ours that told me that Josh died. After I heard this I didnt know what to say. My classmate didnt tell me what the cause of death was. The last time I saw josh was back in my freshman year of college when I was leaving calhoun from visiting a teacher and I had a quick 5 minute conversation with him. I would like to ask his family,close friends, and to everyone who went to calhoun with josh what was the cause of his death? Thank you for taking the time to read this and reply. Rest in Peace - Josh

Shehrbano
bano_@hotmail.com
I was just teasing my best friend Joshua Joseph and typing his name into different URL's, and I came across this.. And I think it's really amazing and touching. Your son seemed like an amazing guy and I am really sorry for your loss.. He will always be here with us :)

Grief is not a sign of weakness nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love.

Sherry McGinnis
SherryMcG@cfl.rr.com
Your Josh reminds me so much of my son Scott who passed away on 12/01/02 from a drug overdose. I am so sorry you lost your precious Josh. Our children did not deserve to die before us. They were victims and we should never be ashamed of them. They lived and were loved.

Angels of Addiction is a support group for bereaved parents and loved ones who have lost a child, relative, or friend to the disease of addiction. There is no place in our own local communities we can turn to for support and counseling as our children were deemed by society as junkies and dopers who chose to become addicts. No one wakes up one day and says "I want to be an addict". Our kids were wonderful kids who made a mistake and tried a substance to alter their pain. The ignorance about the disease is killing our children and young people. Angels of addiction is a safe place to come and talk about your child or loved one lost to the disease of addiction. Please join us and know that here you are not alone

Susan Brogan
sbrogan@aol.com
Paul, I just came across yor website through Angels of Addiction, but I had seen it before shortly after I lost my son Matthew in February 2005. Your son's poem helped me understand how much my son wanted to stop using drugs, but couldn't. I still have a hard time understanding how this can happen to such smart, talented people like our sons, who seemed to have everything going for them. I am truly sorry for your loss. Susan

Dominique
Terry Jacks came on the radio today...thought of Josh...thought id post the lyrics... Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We've known each other since we're nine or ten. Together we climbed hills or trees. Learned of love and ABC's, skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Pretty girls are everywhere. When you see them I'll be there. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time. Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me, I was the black sheep of the family. You tried to teach me right from wrong. Too much wine and too much song, wonder how I get along. Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Little children everywhere. When you see them I'll be there. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, like the seasons, all have gone. Goodbye, Michelle, my little one. You gave me love and helped me find the sun. And every time that I was down you would always come around and get my feet back on the ground. Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die when all the bird are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. With the flowers ev'rywhere. I whish that we could both be there. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach were just starfishs on the beach

dominique
The part that says now that the spring is in the air...pretty girls are everywhere...think of me and ill be there.. I do think of josh bc he was such a womanizer...i remember the last 2 times we spoke he was telling me to hook him up with my girlfriends...i replay that day over and over in my head it was just so surreal....

Paul
Dom, you have always been and are truly a sweetheart. The fact that Josh is still on your mind after this time only shows how special he was and how special you are. Never forget the lessons he taught us. I hope you and your family are well. Please give my regards to everybody.

For people that are interested in the Angels of Addiction please do a websearch as I cant post a link due to the spamming that occured. Their site is amazing, bring tissues if you visit it. They can also be found under Yahoo groups.

Donna J Matos
OxyContinKills@aol.com
Hi Paul;I am a new member of Angels Of Addiction.Your son Josh's sight is just wonderful.Such a handsome boy.His poem on the home page,well that just started my tears flowing.He was a very bright,caring boy,and knew what this addiction was doing to him,yet powerless to stop.I lost my 19 yr.old son Elliot,4 yrs ago,due to an OxyContin Overdose.I ask myself time and time again,why only the good ones must be taken.I pray for Peace for you and your family,and know that Josh now sleep's with the Angels.God Bless,Donna J.Matos

MGBADA EZE JOE
Mgbadaeze@yahoo.com
Ive known Josh since 2nd grade and all the memories I have of him are happy ones. He was the sweetest and most gentle big guy Ive ever missed and he will be in my heart forever.

MGBAZDA JOE
MGBDADAEZE@YAHOO.COM
Ruth and LaMar My prayer are with you in your loss. Maybe this sight will help someone else and not end up like Josh. LaMar

Marissa Goldberg
marissa@umd.edu
My favorite quote before Josh’s death has now become even more relevant with its quintessential relation to him. “You have to get close to the edge in order to fly.” I believe that Josh’s death has truly given both him and me our wings. His life on the edge has made him into the bluebird my family will always remember him by. Josh, you have made me appreciate my life and more importantly, our family. I live each day vicariously though your memory—but I only wish we had more to share. I will never forget our fun times on Elsie Ave., in Connecticut, and on our family cruise—where you assuredly told the ship that we were in the fact the hottest family on it. My only hope is that your death saves another life, prevents another dedication website from being made, and doesn’t leave another group of family and friends desperately writing on a message board to connect with their tragic hero. I love and miss you more than you will ever know.

Chris (AngelsofAddiction)
UveGotanAngel@aol.com
What a wonderful tribute to a child! I can tell there was much love in your family. I am sad that your mom and I belong to the same group...grieving Moms who lost their precious child. We all tried and tried...and yet, in the end, addiction won. Peace to you in Heaven!

Lori Combs
jjm_mom_303@yahoo.com
Your Son Josh is with My Daughter Jennifer... Love Lori

Sandy LaCagnina
angelsofaddiction@yahoo.com
Paul, I am so very sorry for your families loss. Josh is such a handsome young man. I am so glad that we were able to meet via the internet. It is great having a father in the group. I am still trying to understand the deaths of two of my son Jason's best friends. Out of five I supported, fed, protected, housed, and loved there is one left. It gets very tiring over the years seeing so many brilliant, talented, wonderful kids dying all around us. You did a wonderful job on Josh's web site.

Paula Nelson
pjfroggy@pacbell.net
I am a new member of angelsofaddiction. Such a long journey to meet at the same place. josh's poem is so real, so touching, so transparent. such a long journey to meet at the same desitination. always hope. always prayers. always love in our lives and in our deaths. we are all so much more than any cicumstance we find ourselves in. we are so connected. I too have a Josh. what a gracious web site. thank you for sharing your beautiful son. so powerful.

karen
kvent@comcast.net
Dear Paul, I sit here with tears in my eyes for your beautiful son. My Son and your son knew the same fate in life and I pray they feel the same peace in there deaths and in there new homes with GOD. I also pray he looks upon you and is proud of you and the wonderful memories you have left of your son. Much Love Karen

Lisa
lisamcap529@yahoo.com
Such a beautiful son, my deepest sympathies to you and your family. Josh - May you rest in peace in the Arms Of The Angels. All of our stories are so similiar that it's scary. I pray every day for just one kid to hear about one of ours and be saved. Love and prayers, Lisa, Eddie's Mom

ann long
annlongrealtor@aol.com
Paul.......... What a handsome young man........... we all feel your pain.. how can this keep happening.........no one knows.. my son David was only 23 when this terrible disease took his life.............. why oh why?????? No one knows... I'll keep you in my throughts..............ann long Mom to David Hall............04/21/1978 - 07/03/2001

A great quote
William Wordsworth, 1812
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.

Margie Keaton (Mugs)
mugz5474@aol.com
What a beautiful tribute to a beautiful young man, I`m so sorry for your loss, the memories we have are everlasting but sadly so are the tears. I to lost my son Jim to addiction, there is a constant pain in my heart but we learn to cope somehow. Hang in there & remember to smile.

Chris
UveGotAnAngel@aol.com
What a handsome young man with so much sparkle and life in his eyes! We are losing our young people to the ultimate evil. We will fight we all we have to be sure they are not just another drug statistic...they were loved, nurtured, and had futures before the drugs controlled their lives! Together, we are strong...and will fight to save other families from our walk through the valley of tears! Chris

I miss you baby!! I love you!!

"Remember how I laughed, remember how I loved. Use me as the reason you embrace life, not the reason you don't."

He's My Son
by Mark Schultz
I'm down on my knees again tonight, I'm hoppin' this prayer will turn out right. See, there is a boy that needs Your help. I've done all that I can do myself His mother is tired, I'm sure You can understand. Each night as he sleeps She goes in to hold his hand, And she tries Not to cry As the tears fill her eyes. Can You hear me? Am I getting through tonight? Can You see him? Can You make him feel all right? If You can hear me Let me take his place some how. See, he's not just anyone, he's my son. Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep, I dream of the boy he'd like to be. I try to be strong and see him through, But God, who he needs right now is You. Let him grow old, Live life without this fear. What would I be Living without him here? He's so tired, And he's scared Let him know that You're there. Can You hear me? Am I getting through tonight? Can You see him? Can You make him feel all right? If You can hear me Let me take his place some how. See, he's not just anyone, he's my son. Can You hear me? Am I getting through tonight? Can You see him? Can You make him feel all right? If You can hear me Let me take his place somehow. See, he's not just anyone. Can You hear me? Can You see him? Please don't leave him, He's my son.

Too many lives which held so much promise have been lost to drugs. Too many families and friends have suffered these losses, and our world is less rich because the flame of talent was extinguished long before its promise burned bright. There are the children who are now gone: the athlete, the actress, the budding singer, the little brother or sister. The young adult looking forward to the promise life held. And there are the families, the parents and siblings, grandparents, cousins. They feel the loss each day. And the friends, whose memories include the ones who have been lost, and their promise. The families and friends who have suffered the loss of promise tell us that if it happened to them, it can happen to anyone. Drug use and its attendant tragedies have touched so many Americans from all walks of life, from all backgrounds. Over the years, parents and friends have found ways to remember their loved ones, but until now, there has not been a national event which brings so many people together to call attention to the extent and nature of the drug problem. Eight families who have personally suffered the loss of a loved one because of drugs have joined together to plan a remembrance for those who are gone, and to illuminate how pervasive and dangerous drugs are. They hope that no other family ever experiences this kind of loss again. The Drug Enforcement Administration, the National Institute on Drug Abuse and the Partnership for a Drug Free America support this effort and have joined these parents to raise awareness about the terrible toll that drugs take on families, friends and society. Event Details -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please join us on June 8, 2006 for the first annual Vigil for Lost Promise: Remembering Those Who Have Died From Drugs. You are invited: Families of young people who have died from drugs Friends who have lost friends to drugs People involved in drug prevention, treatment and education Community leaders Clergy of all faiths Educators Legislators Individuals who have suffered the consequences of drugs in their family or community Individuals concerned about our nation's drug problem Join us: DEA Headquarters 700 Army Navy Drive Arlington, Virginia 22202 6:30 p.m. Light a Candle: Remember those who have died from drugs Shine a light of hope for tomorrow Share your light with other families who may be touched by drugs Registration is required for all attendees. Tickets will be mailed to those who have registered for the event. In keeping with the security policy of the Drug Enforcement Administration, no one without a ticket will be permitted to participate in the vigil. The event will begin at 6:30 p.m. in the courtyard of DEA Headquarters. In the event of inclement weather, the ceremony will be moved indoors. Attendees should arrive no later than 5:45 p.m. to ensure entry into the event. The last day to register for the event is May 1, 2006. No parking will be available at DEA Headquarters for vigil participants. However, there is ample paid parking in the immediate vicinity, including parking at the Pentagon City Fashion Centre which is across the street from DEA Headquarters. The Pentagon City Metro stop is also one block from the event.

Lynettes 6 year old som
dealing with his brothers death
Once upon a time there was a little bear who's name was Ted. He was a very special little bear, for his was the best little boy in the whole world... well, at least in the Beforetime. Today, you see, he was a sad little bear. He sat at the side of the road and looked as though a tear would drown him. He was the scrufiest, muftiest little bear you ever did see, and just by looking at him you would never know how special he was. It just so happened that Nana Bear was walking down the street on her way to town when she saw little Ted Bear looking ever so sad and stopped to talk with him. "Why are you so sad Little Ted?" said Nana Bear. "You used to be the happiest little bear in the land!" "That was in the Beforetimes" answered little Ted sad as sad could be. "I don't have my little boy anymore. I've lost him. I'm never going to find him again, and I am so unhappy". "Well" said Nana Bear, "Tell me all about it." And she sat down on the tree stump by the side of the road settling herself in quite comfortably, and waited for Ted to tell her his story. But he didn't say a word. "What was your boy's name?" asked Nana Bear. She knew quite well what the boy's name was for everyone had known what a special boy he had been but she wanted to hear Little Ted say his name. "Christopher" said Ted and he hiccuped. A big tear started to roll down his face and straight away he stoped it and was very, very brave. "Why Little Ted - whatever are you doing?" asked Nana Bear very puzzled seeing the tear stop rolling on an instant, and the very, very brave face freeze Ted's face like concrete on a very hot day. "I'm being very, very brave. Very Brave." he added on just to make sure she knew what a good little bear he was being. "Well", said Nana Bear, "But why are you being so very, very brave? It doesn't look like it makes you very happy, and I am sure I don't know what good of a thing being very, very brave is if it doesn't make you happy". "The bear by the field said I must", said Little Ted wisely. "He said that losing your boy can be very, very hard and I must be very, very brave." "Oh," said Nana Bear thoughtfully. "Tell me Little Ted, what else did the bear by the field tell you?" "Well", said Little Ted, remembering as best he could. "He said that I would get another boy soon and that would make everything better." "Oh!", said Nana Bear even more thoughtfully. "And would it make everything better if you got another boy right away?" Little Ted sat mournfully still. "No one could ever be the best boy that Christopher was! He was wonderful, and he loved me ever so much. I don't think any other boy would ever be as good." "Ah", said Nana Bear. "I see. And what else did the bear by the field tell you?" "He said that I would feel much better soon. It's just a matter of time. But Nana Bear, I don't want to forget Christopher. I want to remember what a nice boy he was. Does that mean that time I will forget all about him?" "Oh, I don't think so Little Ted", said Nana Bear. "When you love someone as much as you loved Christopher, I don't think you ever forget him. What else did the bear by the field say?" "He didn't" said Little Bear sadly. "I wanted to talk about Christopher and he didn't. I said I wished I had my boy back, and he said he thought the corn would grow nicely." "I said I wanted to remember my boy forever, and he said what nice weather we were having. I suppose all the bears are tired of hearing me talk about my little boy." "Oh Little Bear" said Nana Bear. "Come up here this very instant and not a second longer." Little Bear climbed up into Nana Bear's lap. He was very glad to be there because it was very hard being very, very brave all the time, and it was so good to have someone hug and cuddle him again. He did not realize what an all alone feeling it had been without his boy to hug and kiss him. He snuggled down in Nana Bear's lap, his heart aching for the missing Christopher. "Should I tell you what I think Little Ted?" she said softly as she stroked his little bear head. "I think that Christopher would want you to cry if you are sad. If Christopher was peeking from behind those bushes and saw your very, very brave face, why he might not even know it was you!" "And I will tell you what else I think... Maybe one day you will find another boy to love and who will love you very much. But that so fuzzy spot in your heart that belongs to Christopher will always be just for him and not for your new boy. Your new boy will have his own place that you will make for him." "And, I will tell you what else I think. Time is a taker of many things, but not a taker of heartache. All the time in the world will not stop you from missing Christopher. But time cannot steal your memories, and cannot take away all the good times you ever had in your whole lives together." "And Little Ted, of course you must talk about him. You must pick your very goods friends who loved him ever so much, and you can talk about him together. And there is a spot right here on my lap whenever a Christopher thought needs to be spoken." "Oh, thank you Nana Bear," breathed Little Ted softly. "Thank you so very much for telling me that. And Nana Bear, tell me this... just one more thing. Can I be happy again one day? Am I supposed to be sad for my boy forever?" "Oh, what a wonderful thing that will be when you have happy thoughts again!", said Nana Bear. "After all, you have only lost your boy a short time ago. Boy's are not like socks in the dryer, never to be seen again. In the Big Could in the Sky, in the Aftertimes, you will see him again. In the meantime you have to love the world for him because he cannot do it by himself anymore. When you see a butterfly around, you must look at it for your boy, and laugh for him and dance with it for him. You must live all the happiness left in the world and store it up in your heart to take for him when you see him again. When you are ready, you can begin to store those those happy thoughts Little Ted. When you are ready." And a big tear rolled down Little Ted's face, and another. Pretty soon there were so many tears he made a puddle, and the puddle made a bath. Pretty soon Ted was all wet and before you knew it he was clean as a whistle, and didn't look anywhere near as scruftie-muftie as he did before. And the tears made the flowers grow, and the butterflies came, and before you knew it the world was clean and sparkling and wonderful again. Did Little Ted ever stop missing his boy? No, no, never in a million years. But he learned that it is a fine thing to cry, and get the fur all nice and clean. And he learned that tears grow flowers, and flowers bring butterflies. And Little Ted learned that one day in a long and far off time a bear and his boy will see each other again. But until that time he would keep his eye out for joy-things to store up and take as a great and wonderful gift to the best boy who ever lived in this whole world....

Renee
SkoolNCC@aol.com
Josh, It's been a while since I've written but not a day since I've thought of you. I swear sometimes I see you around. And of course everytime I hear that notorious B.I.G. and Bone Thugs song I picture you driving around with it pumpin in your maxima. There is no way I will ever forget you. You brought smiles to whom ever crossed your path. You were and always will be one of the most wonderful people I have ever known.

I close my eyes, only for a moment and the moment's gone. All my dreams pass before my eyes in curiosity. Dust in the wind. All they are is dust in the wind. Same old song. Just a drop of water in an endless sea. All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see. Dust in the wind. All we are is dust in the wind. Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky. It slips away and all your money won't another minute buy. Dust in the wind. All we are is dust in the wind. Dust in the wind. Everything is dust in the wind.

Aggie Sparnecht
Arrivedalive@aol.com
My Dear Josh: How I wish I had known you in person!! You were such a handsome young man, and an image of your wonderfully kind father. Your pictures here with your smiling face and your strong physique along with your warm heart, I know, made everyone love you!!! I want you to know, that though the drugs took ahold of you and you were not able to let go of them, you didn't mean to hurt yourself, or your family and friends, and I know too that you suffered tremedously in trying to beat the devil off of your back. YOU TRIED EVERYTHING, but the drugs were too powerful!!!! Your poem says it all, and I am so deeply touched by it. I will keep it forever and will share it every time I have an opportunity to do so, because I know that this is what you would want!! I also want you to know, that because of your life, your Dad, with having you you in his heart, is helping others who also have a need because this is also what you would have wanted, were still amongst us. But...Josh, it is because of you, that my grandson has been helped!!! He is a desperately needy young man because he also lost his own Mom to the scourge of drug addiction. Your Dad and Leslie, have been so generous to help him with money, overwhelming kindness and concern, and as a result, I have the precious gift of their friendship for a life time!! I keep looking at your beautiful pictures, and think what great friends you and my Ryan would have been. He is as handsome as you are, and I adore him with all my heart, the same way that you will always be adored. Thru your family, and because of the same struggles that you and my Tracey battled, I feel like I know you as well, and have known you for a lifetime!! One thing is for sure, and that is that you are in my heart now forever and ever. Josh honey, I have a strong belief in God, and because I do, I have no doubt that you are in Heaven with Tracey, along with the countless other young people, who suffered the same as you did. I also know and believe that you, Tracey and the rest who are with God, are now Angels who watch over us, and lead us in the path we should take, while we are still here. In Heaven, there is no more sorrow and no more tears, and while our hearts are aching because we miss you so, we have been assured that we will be together again, in the mansions that God has prepared for all of His beloved children. We will have no more memories of those very hard days, when we had to stand by and watch your misery. While we don't understand it all, I am convinced that God could not watch His children suffer any longer, and He took you Home to be in his loving arms, where He knew, before the foundation of the World, that you would find perfect peace!! As an aging and ill grandmother, with lots of life experience, I have learned that dying is not hard, but living in this world sometimes is. It is only hard on those of us who you left behind! Josh, I am so very proud of you, because you faught very valiently, and though you didn't win this battle, God has already won the war, for all of us!!! I thank you for all the joy you added to this world, while you were passing thru on your way to eternity, and I am so looking forward to meeting you in a far better place, along with my dear Tracey. It is not at all difficult to say that I love you, because you have already occupied a very special place in my heart. I thank you eternally for being the loving son to your parents, and a great brother to your siblings.Because of all the love you had in your heart for them, today, on your behalf, they can show love to other young people in the same way you would have.In the still of the night I hear the soft flutter of your angel wings, and in the beautiful flowers I see a small part of the beauty that you see today. If I listen very hard, I can hear your small voices, reassuring us that you are far better than you ever were, and telling us of the immense love you have bestowed upon us in so many ways. Most of all, I thank the Lord that he saw fot to give you to us for a season, as our lives would not have been complete. When our time comes to be carried Home, you will greet us at Heaven's gate and we will have a reunion unlike anything this world has ever seen, and we will be together for eternity sitting by the river of gold. What a glorious day that will be!! We know that you would never have chosen to fall into that terrible pit, but the devil himself took all of your choices away. It was not your fault, and you have been forgiven to the point, that in God's perfect timing, we will remember only the good and wonderful children that you are. In our humanity we are weak, and because you are stronger than ever now, we will draw our strength from you, until the days comes when you and all the angels in Heaven will welcome us too, into His Kingdom. Until we meet again, I will continue to hold you very near and dear to my heart!! All My Love always, Ms. Aggie Sparnecht, Tracey's Mother, 5/28/58 - 4/4/04!!! I ask a very special Blessing on your family, Ryan and my little Sloanie as well, and I thank you for watching over all of us, and keeping us safe in God's care!!!

STEVE SARACINO SGT US ARM
Scino8@hotmail.com
havent wrote in a while just want to let joshs family know im thinkin about them and him everyday. im off to iraq next week. hope everythings alright with kerri.write me when you get a chance, judy.or kerri. bye for now.

Paul
Steve, Its nice to know that Josh's friends still think about him. Our prayers are with you in Iraq, stay safe.

The 2nd annual Josh Joseph Foundation Scholarship will be given at Calhoon High School on May 31st. An additional scholarship was given May 4th to a young man at the University of Louisiana who lost his mother to drug addiction and was going to be forced to leave the school.

RYAN COTTON
ryancotton05@yahoo.com
Words can't explain the sympathy I have for Josh, because I also have dealt with the loss as you know. It was very hard, and always will be forever to a certain extent at times. I cannot thank you enough Paul for your kind and generous gift and words on the behalf of Josh. I sincerely send my love and kind thoughts to you and your family. I continue to go forward with my life, but under the circumstances my situation is very hard. Things are very hard to deal with at times, but I continue to look to the Lord and hopefully everything will begin to change for the better. The things that I mean are my actual stuggles, having lost my own mother due to drug overdose when I was sixteen. Also, my father is a complete stranger to me. Even though I haven't met you or your son and family, I feel like I already have and I love you like my own family. God Bless and take care. I will always stay in touch.

Kristen
Paul, I just want you to know that you are such an amazing person for dedicating your time to The Josh Joseph Foundation and Scholarships. Just from reading what Ryan wrote got me very emotional. You and your family are doing such a wonderful thing and I think it's great. I think about Josh every day of my life and this is such a wonderful way to keep his memory alive. There was a reason that Josh always talked so highly of you, and it shows here.

Paul Ammendola
bridgesofli@aol.com
Wow! Couldn't stop crying after I read this poem. I never got a chance to meet Joshua, but know how much he is loved and missed by his father. I am the Associate Director of Bridges of Long Island, please donate to the Joshua Joseph Fund and if you or someone you know needs a safe home to recover, please call me anytime at 516-608-9975. Bless you.

We should all be so lucky to have someone who will never let us go. The ultimate legacy is to leave behind someone who will love you forever.

Linda Eskin
My sister was a nurse, and a mother. A kind soul, well-educated, dedicated to her family and work. She did not enlist to fight the war, but was just as surely felled by the enemy. At 41, after fighting many hard battles over 25 years, she lost her life. Her untimely end was ruled "accidental". Along with the gang shooting victims, highway deaths, and suicides, she does not count, even as a nameless statistic, in this war. In this war there are no gold stars for the heartbroken parents, only guilt and shame, and lies. There are no honors and medals for those fighting or lost, only despair, ostracism, and humiliation. There are no photos, and moments of silence on the nightly news, no national day of remembrance. There was supposed to be a war on drugs - instead there is a war on the victims. Lives lost, potential lost, families lost, communities lost... Our country is losing - has lost - is lost. My sister was a nurse, and a mother. There Was Supposed To Be A War

Jeff Berkowitz
jberk31@hotmail.com
Paul I feel for you bigtime.It sure seems your son had all the tools needed & smartz taboot,but prob got involved with the wrong crowd>>God Bless :((JB

cindy m
The pain is worse than I can ever remember. I look up and say the Serenity Prayer and nothing happens. I pace the floor and then sit down and then go take another warm bath and then take a deep breath and wait. "This too shall pass" is like a scratched record in my brain and I wonder: When? And I don't take drugs. I drive and turn the radio up loud to drown out the thoughts. I stop to look over the city from the park. I cry and I hurt. Each day after each sleepless night, I ask, "Is this the day God? Is this the day when it will be over?" And each day it isn't. I stay in when it rains. I consider returning to the clinic but it's too early. I stay in when the sun shines. I don't notice the difference. Food doesn't go down. I go to meetings. I cover up and I smile and I ache. I call a friend and it doesn't help. I feel as if I will explode if I don't unload on someone. I can't, I am alone. There is no relief. And I don't take Drugs. I say the Serenity Prayer 10 more times, eyes closed and fists clenched, I beat my pillow with my fists. I look at the clock and know I have made it through one more day, one minute at a time. I hurt some more. Then the day comes. I wake up, open the door and the sun is shining and warm. I see the trees. And I say, "Is this the day God?" And it is.

Linda
This morning I went to Josh's website & saw his beautiful face and became deeply saddened over your loss. I do not know your pain over losing a child but I cried for Josh's pain and his effort to overcome his demons. So many people were touched by his beautiful soul and no one but God knows the reason for his early departure from this life. As I read his poem, I knew how much Josh loved his life and the people in it. It was his love that made him so often hide his pain from others. The love kept him going and gave him glimpses of what might be, but it was never enough to overcome the demons that comprised his illness. My prayers go out for your entire family and especially to Josh who has been released from his bondage. I feel his pain and how badly he wished he could have stayed and continued to love all of you. Josh's life is not in vain but a deep reminder of how we struggle to overcome our weaknesses and how we should never forget how ba dly we all need each other. Josh is coming to work with me. I am putting his face and poem at my desk hoping that he has another opportunity to speak to someone else's heart. Thank-you for giving me the opportunity to know him. My love, my prayers, my support, my friendship.

adam sumner
i av learnt alot of u cheers m8

Dominique
Someone called me niquey today...thought of you...miss u joshie

nellie intriago
negil22@hotmail.com
happy birthday I miss you

Lisa Cappiello
lisamcap529@aol.com
Happy Birthday! Josh...You truly are so special to so many. Keep your family close today, find a way to show them a sign of your love.

Kristen
Thinking of you Josh on your birthday.

Scott H
YOUnMEnHP@optonline.net
You and your family are on my mind, in my heart and in my prayers. Your spirirt MARCHES ON!!!!!!!!

Cathy E.F.
Been there.....The disease of addiction is horrible. Funding is being cut drastically for prefabs. I have worked in treatment centers since 1990 and have an "inside look" I believe what people need to know is that they don't have to go to treatment to get clean. NA and AA is a good beginning. Around where I live there aren't even any more detox facilities as there once was. Just from what I see and believe is there will be little help for those addicted except 12 step programs and the people in them. That is way too sad but statistics of treatment don't really merit funding of facilities. I hate that because I know it does work. A seed gets planted in each and every person in that facility even if they don't want recovery and yes....they may use as soon as they get out...BUT knowledge is power. Knowledge is what they gain in treatment and then at some point can get and stay clean. This is a very sad story, the saddest part is there are many more just like it. I hope a way is found to allow these centers to keep their doors open to those woh need help, and perhaps I'm wrong about my "future prediction" but I do know how already funding is effection treatment. President Bush and locally, Govevor Taft are not to keen on funding rehab. Meeting do work. The only requirement for membership is THE DESIRE TO STOP USING....Don't know if this helps any, the whole situation angers me due to it being a treatable disease for those allowed in the doors, which are becoming fewer and fewer with waiting lists becoming longer and longer. I have no financial help that I can give, just my own experience strength and hope. My heart goes out to you and all others effected by this horrible monster.

HIGHERPOWERED
kedolittle@woh.rr.com
I have heard this phrase several times at meetings and gatherings....SOME DIE SO OTHERS DON'T HAVE TO......sounds somewhat "cold" yet it does carry a message...that message is consequences such as quoted in the NA Basic Text. Our ends are always the same, jails, institutions, and death. If this just helped one not use for just one hour a victory has been won.

Gordon Graham
willin48@hotmail.com
I know where he was and I was yheir spent 12 years in prison over drugs. My life was saved by the 12 steps of recovery and I try to give back what was freely given to me. The living hell I knew so well, thats why I share my experience strenth and hope with others so they do not have to live this hell called addiction. Thanks for sharing its another day clean for me!! Gordon

AS I AM DEALING WITH THE THE LOSS OF MY LITTLE BROTHER FROM OD METHODONE/XANAX ON 8-12-02 HE WAS 21YRS OLD. I AM STRUGGLING STILL EVEN AFTER ALMOST 4YEARS SO I WENT TOO RESEARCH THIS TYPE OF OD AND CAME TO YOUR SONS WEB SITE AND I WANTED TO THANK HIM AND YOUR FAMILY FOR HAVING THE COURAGE TO HELP OTHERS-ITS STRANGE THAT I CAME ACROSS THIS WEB PAGE --BUT IT IS A SIGN FROM YOUR SON --FROM HEAVEN HE IS SAYING KEEP GOING TO ALL THAT ARE SUFFERING LOSS OF LOVED ONES LIKE WE ARE--AND MORE IMPORTANTLY THIS IS HIS VOICE HIS LEGACY TO HELP OTHERS WITH THEIR ADDICTIONS OR PREVENTION OF KIDS MESSING WITH THESE POISIONS AS HIS/YOURS/FAMILYS WEB SITE IS DOING --GOD BLESS WITH LOVE A STRANGER FROM JAX,FLA

tiff
just thought i'd drop in and say that i miss ya josh! happy bday my love!

Steven Saracino
scino8@hotmail.com
Think about you everyday bro...miss u josh ..peace

I love you and miss you Josh...

Grief Wish List
1. I wish you would not be afraid to speak my loved one's name. They lived and were important and I need to hear their name. 2. If I cry or get emotional when we talk about my loved one, I wish you knew it isn't because you have hurt me; the fact they have died has caused my tears. You have allowed me to cry and I thank you. Crying and emotional outbursts are healing. 3. I wish you wouldn't let my loved one die again by removing from your home his/her pictures, artwork or other remembrances. 4. I will have emotional highs and lows, ups and downs. I wish you wouldn't think that if I have a good day my grief is all over, or that if I have a bad day, I need psychiatric counseling. 5. I wish you knew that the death of a child is different from other losses and must be viewed separately. It is the ultimate tragedy and I wish you wouldn't compare it to your loss of a parent, a spouse or a pet. 6. Being a bereaved person is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't stay away from me. 7. I wish you knew all the crazy grief reactions that I am having are in fact very normal. Depression, anger, frustration, and hopelessness and the questioning of values and beliefs are to be expected following the death of a child. 8. I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over in six months. The first few years are going to be exceedingly traumatic for me. As with alcoholics, I will never be "cured" or a "formerly bereaved", but will forever be "recovering" from my bereavement. 9. I wish you understood the physical reaction to grief. I may gain weight or lose weight, sleep all the time or not at all, develop a lot of illnesses and be accident prone, all of which are related to my grief. 10. My loved one's birthday, the anniversary of his/her death and the holidays are terrible times for me. I wish you could tell me that you are thinking about them on these days and if I get quiet and withdrawn, just know that I am thinking about them and don't try to coerce me into being cheerful. 11. I wish you wouldn't offer to take me out for a drink, or to a party, this is just a temporary crutch and the only way I can get through this grief is to experience it. I have hurt before and I can heal. 12. I wish you understood that grief changes people. I am not the same person I was before my loved one died and I never will be that person again. If you keep waiting for me to get back to "my old self", you will stay frustrated. I am a new creature with new thoughts, dreams, aspirations, values and beliefs. Please try to get to know the new me: maybe you will still like me.

Sherry Mcginnis
WILL YOU GO OR WILL YOU STAY? My precious child has a disease It’s destroying him day by day Oh I’m so sorry you earnestly tell me I just don’t know what to say The disease came on so slowly Without a hint or a clue By the time we felt its impact There was nothing that we could do My friend, I am so sorry In me you can confide I know that you must worry So I’ll always be by your side Please let me help in any way Just tell me and I’ll be there You shouldn’t have to suffer so This is more than you should bear Thank you very much, I say As my eyes fill to the brim This disease is like no other And it’s slowly destroying him Tell me, is it cancer Or something with his brain What kind of horrible disease is it To cause everyone so much pain Was it caused by a virus Or some genetic disease Something that he couldn’t help That’s brought him to his knees No child should have to suffer They have so much to give So much learning and so much joy So much life to live Well my friend I’ll tell you Our little family secret, Our child is a drug addict We’ve tried so hard to keep it For when people come to know The reason for our despair They don their self-imposed judicial robes And pass judgment without a care What kind of parents must we be I see the question in your eyes Well we were parents just like you Believing all the lies For when addiction enters your life No matter how you’ve raised them It’ll turn your world upside down And you are powerless to save them That beautiful body is now just a shell Masking what lives inside The Addiction Monster has invaded our son His heart and soul have died But we still love him with all of our being For we remember when He was more than “just a drug addict” He was a loving and caring young man Now that you know the awful truth Will you stay or will you leave Or were they just hollow words you said That we wanted so to believe I see the shocked look that you’re trying to hide And the words that you dare not say If the disease was socially acceptable You would never go away But if you go I’ll understand Though saddened I will be That you couldn’t look beyond the disease To see what he meant to me.

Karen Ventimiglia
I remember October 8th, 1977 like it was yesterday. That was the day my first born child, my son Gino was came into the world. From the moment I knew I was pregnant with him I loved him with all of my heart. The moment Gino was born, a connection, a special bond between the two of us was there. As a child Gino was very sickly and I was the over protective Mom who didnt' let him leave my side. He was quiet and sweet and so very smart. Him and I were the best of friends. When his sister Liz was born they had each other. We lived on a very small dead end street and being overprotective I didn't let the two of them out of my sight. As a result they played with each other. The three of us had each other. We spent summer days in the back yard and in the pool. We spent week ends camping as a family. I couldn't of been happier if I'd of won the lottery. As Gino and his sister grew up we had two more children, another boy and then another girl. Gino started high school and I was busy with the younger ones in pre-school. Not once was Gino any kind of problem. He was such a good son, I had no complaints what so ever. One afternoon a week before Gino was about to get out of school for the summer ( junior year), I got a call from the EP cops telling me Gino was smoking pot behind a church at lunch time and was at the police station. I thought, they have to have the wrong kid, not Gino. Not that I was niave, it's just he gave me absolutely NO reason to even think he smoked pot. I didn't make much of the pot incident, after all, everyone tries pot right?? I swear from that point on it was one thing after another with Gino. He had the worst driving record and was forever being arrested for unpaid tickets, fines and not showing up for court. That following winter Gino jumped over a wall at a concert and smashed his heel bone and had to have surgery to repair it. I think that is where his love of opiate's started, with the pain meds he had while recouperating. Gino finished out the rest of his senior year partying with a new group of friends and I wasn't happy about it. Following graduation Gino received a full paid scholorship to Wayne State University for academic's. I was so proud of him. I will never forget the first day he went to college. Gino started college and my little one started preschool at the same time. What could be better then that. My house was filled with so much commotion and craziness and I loved it all. Little by little with Gino going to Wayne State he wasn't the same person. I was getting calls from professors telling me they didn't know why Gino even bothered to sign up for there class, he never even showed up. He would have every excuse in the world why he couldn't get to class and why he cut classes, etc. He was spending more and more time at raves and online looking for raves to go to in other cities. Although I pleaded with him about Ecstasy, he swore to me he wasn't using it. He would go from one dead end job to another making enough money to party on the weekends. Around this time he got a job at a place near our house called "Star Corporation." That is where he was introduced to Heroin. I kept telling him he needed to get out of those small shops he was working in, I knew they were filled with drugs. I kept on him about going back to shcool and the more time that went by the more afraid I was that he would never go back. He needed to go to school, he was so smart and was wasting his intelligence. He told me once, "It's too late for me, I screwed up and there is NO way I'm going to be able to make everything all right again." I told Gino its never too late in life for anything. To show him how right I was I enrolled in school myself. I went for a year and a half and Gino was so proud of me. Just before Gino died he got a grant to go back to school, The judge put him on an electronic tether a few weeks later and suspended his license indefinitely, so once again, he couldn't go to school. In the late fall of 2001 Joe and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary. We went on a trip together and when we got back we could see Gino wasn't well. He had been on some kind of strung out drug trip and we were so stupid, we knew Gino partied but we had NO idea he had a drug addiction. He came to us and told us he was addicted to Heroin and wanted to go to rehab. HEROIN???? No one does Herion, Only street people do Herion, NOT MY SON. Gino found a place in rehab in the spring of 2002. I sobbed when he walked out the door with his stuff. I was looking at someone else's son, not mine. I couldn't see him for the first week because he was in Detox but my mind was on him morning, noon and night. I was filled with so much hope. The first visiting day after Detox I saw clear eyes for the first time in a long, long time. I was so happy and thought our life was going to be like the lifetime movies. Kid goes to rehab, comes home, the addiction is cured and they all live happily ever after. The problem was, it wasn't like that. It was one catastrophe after another as I watched my son try and stay sober. He attempted suicide a few months before he died but was found by a person who called EMS. He was then placed in a mental ward at the hospital for a week until they could find him a bed at a half way house. From there he went to jail, back home and finally, three weeks before Gino died, he went to court on a probation violation. His PO (parole officer), who hated Gino recommended 9 months in county jail. We had a sweet talking attorney and Gino got 9 months probation on a electronic tether. I was so happy he wasnt going to jail but I soon realized that I was physically in jail in my home and I was the warden. Gino reported to his Probation Officer once a week. The Guy kept telling Gino he 'wanted his ASS BADLY' and he would be waiting for the time Gino would fuck up. When Gino told me that I couldn't believe it. I told Gino he better stay sober and not slip because he would go directly to jail if he failed any drug tests. Three days before Gino died he relapsed. I caught him smoking crack at 4:00 in the morning in our garage with a friend. Again, I couldn't believe it. I wanted so badly to call his probation officer and have him picked up but I didn't want my son to go to jail with that bastard. I was so upset with Gino. Here he was on a electronic tether from the courts, had to do a drug test once a week and was smoking crack?? I didn't know then how strong an addiction really is and couldn't understand. I told him I hated him and told him if he didn't go back to jail he was going to go to rehab or he couldn't live here. The next few days little was said between Gino and I. The night before he died he was sitting in the dark in a room all by himself. He was crying. He wouldn't tell me why but I knew why. He felt so awful, knew he screwed up and didn't know how to go about fixing it all. I never saw anyone that down before. He came upstairs and the last few hours we spent with him alive we watched 'Forensic Files.' He was so smart, he could of been in forensic medicine or been anything he wanted if he didn't choose the drugs. He said he was going to fix things, He's wasn't going to live like this anymore. The next day, instead of going to his probation meeting he skipped it and was found dead all alone in a hotel room by himself. 12 empty packets of Heroin, several syringe needles scattered around and 77.00 dollars was all they found. The police were called in and they called the morgue to come get Gino's body. I wish I could say it ends there but it doesn't. What happened next is what happens all the time in America, He was taken to the morgue where his body lay for 9 days; until a funeral home called to ask us what we wanted done with our sons body. At that point we didn't even know he had died. Can you imagine the shock?? For 9 days while he lay in a stainless steel drawer, I paced the floor. Gino's Dad spent hours out looking for him in every pawn shop, crack house and abadoned building in Detroit. They treated him like 'just another Junkie.' Well Dammit, this Junkie had a family. A family that loved him with all of their hearts. A family who prayed every night that Gino would get well again. Its been almost four years since that awful day in October of 2002. It's been a hell of a road, a journey I would never wish on anyone. I have spent the last 3 yreas mentoring addicts, educating myself on addiction and learning every thing there is to learn about Heroin. In the future I would like to get into Methadone Advocacy work. I made a promise the day I buried my son that his life and death would not be in vain

Dominique
I just had to say i was so touched by Karen's story...its so sad they way they treated your child...people in this world are so quick to judge they forget there's a person with a heart and a family and love and hopes for life behind all those drugs..they dont understand what those things can do to a person..i am so sorry to hear that and i will think of your son like i always think of josh because josh was prime example that just because you have a problem it doesnt make you a bad person..josh was a wonderful human being from a beautiful family with so many people who loved him..

Kristen
Still, not a day goes by that I don't think of Josh. xoxo

Darlyne
sweetdar7@comcast.net
WOW what a Boy Thank You For sharing this on the Web. Maybe it will help other's in there quest to be free of any addiction. You have put up a wonderful space for him. His Words reach into me as if it what I felt at one time in my life. But I know those words in the head are the deamons to fight and it is Winnable not easy but it can be done.I Thank You again for sharing this Darlyne From Family_N_Friends_Of_Addicts a support group for Heroin and other related addictions My spouse was a addicted then alcoholic to kick the addiction but I to at a time was pills so I know where Josh was coming from.

Tina
Hey Josh! Thinking about you a lot lately! I miss you very much! You are always in my heart!

Sandy L.
God, I miss Jason with all my heart. That is why I started Angels of Addiction. To be able to do something in his memory that would make his life and death have a purpose. It allows me to continue loving him and remembering him everyday. All I can say is that in these extreme cases you and several others are dealing with I wholely feel you are doing the right things to protect yourselves. I think that while I grieve so much for Jason's life, I do have peace knowing he is not out there still trying to slowly kill himself and me having to stand by and watch him do this to himself. You are already grieving for them and still living the nightmare that comes with an addict in your life. I have to dig deep down inside my soul to answer this question. I mean really dig deep down inside... and if I look at it in the light of all the pain he was in and if he had lived that kind of life, and I can't believe I am saying this, I believe I love him enough to accept that his pain is gone. My son dove out a window on a bad LSD trip and shattered his skull. He was on life support and I was faced with making the decision to remove life support. I was in shock and working only on instinct and I chose to remove him from life support and let him go find peace. Now, I wonder how I did that so easily and so fast but I know my heart told me he wanted to go and he deserved peace. He was brain dead and I felt strongly that he had suffered enough in this world. Talking with you guys has helped me realize that I made the right choice. It was not what was best for me but what was best for Jason. I don't see much of a difference when I read about your children who are so far gone and how you have been forced to make that decision to let them go. If only making that decision was a better choice for our souls maybe it would be easier but the cruel irony is that we are left with such guilt, and I know logically we shouldn't feel that guilt but logic goes out the window when your child is killing themselves. Add to that the nightmare of them destroying everyone else's life too you would think it would make it easier for us to let go. But it is never easy. Please know that you have my support and I believe with all my heart that you are making the right decisions. Your children are not just destroying themselves, they are taking everyone else down with them for a very long, slow, painful path of destruction. I would not ask God to bring my son back to live the hell and pain he had all over again and for God knows how long. Your stories have helped me reach that decision because I loved him too much to let him linger in hell. Heaven and peace was what he wanted and needed and deserved. He couldn't find peace here.. I can't allow my own pain, grief, and selfishness of wanting him back for ME to blind me to the realization that Jason isn't hurting anymore. I will always wish that he was alive and well and that it had not turned out this way but now I can say do I really wish he were still going through his hell? I wish he were alive but he isn't and now I can at least feel that he is not suffering anymore.

Paul
Sandy, who wrote the letter above, is a good friend and a member of the same support group as myself. I thought she had something very important to say and that is why I posted her letter

Kristen
I sit here crying because I miss him so much. I dream about Josh alot. Usually waking up feeling so good, like I just got another chance to be with him, just for a little while. This time it's different. I woke up wishing he were here even more. I still feel like this is all just a bad dream, like it all just happened yesterday. I miss his voice. I miss his smile, and his laugh. He is someone that I will never forget, and never stop thinking about. Not a day will go by, that I won't think about him. Although I feel so sad sometimes, I know that I am so lucky to have had him in my life, even for the short time that he was here. He will always be in my heart, forever.

Paul
Kristen, I have not dreamt about Josh in a long time, though I wish i did, When I did dream about him he was always around 13 and was always happy in my dreams. I also wish I would dream again.

Sandy
If I Should Die At Twenty-Three If I should die at twenty-three Tell me what becomes of me Will I be forgiven all of my sin Or made to try living over again If I should die at twenty-three Demons finally setting me free And knowing you did your best Please understand I need to rest If I should die at twenty-three Know that death has set me free Please forgive me for your grief I know my stay here was so brief If I should die at twenty-three Can you go on after burying me And remember good times past Wonderful memories meant to last If I should die at twenty-three Will the world remember me Will it be kind and judge me not For lessons learned and then forgot If I should die at twenty-three I’ll never forget your love for me No matter time, distance, or space Always I’ll see your loving face Son you died at twenty-three Now tell me what becomes of me Must I go on after burying you Tell me Son what shall I do

Penny Sandman
bps812@yahoo.com
sorry for your loss.I know what you been through with josh i have two children who are addicts of herion and i have one in prison and one out of prison but has been in at least 10 rehabs and he is now going to a halfway house not by his choice by paroles choice.i want the children back that i lost.

Christine Tozzo
Where Do I Begin.... Did I hold you for a moment....and let you slip away Did I hold onto you forever...sometimes it seems that way Could I have made a difference...if I had opened up my eyes Could I have seen beneath the mask of your keen disguise What could I have done to change the course that brought about the end How could I have found the perfect words to help your heart to mend There were so many facets that made up the whole of you Such sweetness and such sorrow and so much you went through If I could hold onto that little boy for just one moment more If I was granted just one wish...I'd see you walking through the door I would hold you very tightly...and try to calm your deepest fears I could find my smile once more...and dry all these useless tears Why can't life have a "do-over" and why can't we get another chance Another time, another place...to change the steps that made the dance In the quiet of the evening...I get down on my knees and pray For what we need the most..one more moment...one more day Where do I begin...to find the strength until we meet again When all I see are endings....how can I make through til then??

Sharon-for other parents
If I could only take back all those useless arguements-they do nothing except piss them off and use it as an excuse to use again.I , like you was scared and confused,didn't know what to do .I kept trying to rationalize with an irrational person. When two people , one on drugs and one not, look at something,they see it totally different.The same thing but totally different. You try to convince them the way you see it, out of frustration,but they truely don't see it that way-an addicts brain works differently, that is a scientific fact. You can yell and scream, because you know you're right ,but all you do is allienate them. You can hit your head on the wall over and over and they don't get it.They say they do but this drug is way too powerful. If you find her, hug her, talk to her and spend time with her without jugdement.It maybe the last time you see her-Tell her all the things you need to becauuse you may not have another chance.There is not a mother here or anywhere that has lost their child, that wouldn't do anything for 5 minutes with their lost children. Take that time to make amends and let her know if she wants help you are there for her. You can't change her, you can only change yourself and your attitude. You can't make her stop,( God only knows we all have tried) but you can let her know if she wants to, you are there. Always remember if you see or talk to her it maybe the last time.That last time will be the memory you will live with for the rest of your life. Don't let it be a horrible memory -that's what you will live with forever. I thought I had all the answers to fixing her-none of us do.Just , if it is meant to be , tell her you love her with all your heart, and hope she will be one of the lucky 2% that make it. Remember, tell her what all of us would love the chance to do one more time. Let the last words you say to her be "I love you " I thank God everyday that those were our last words to each other.

Kristen
Still missing your smile...I hope to oneday see it again.

Arleen, Evan's Mom
angelz@alumni.usc.edu
a beautiful boy; a beautiful tribute......... Thank you for having the courage and love to do all this........ The spirit is eternal.....for always; in all ways.

Heroin is a CHOICE that you only make the FIRST time

Sandi
dennosss@yahoo.com
Paul,it amazes me how much in common our angels had. They were beautiful, smart and well loved by many, many friends and family. I only pray that they are all together supporting each other as we support each other on AofA. Sandi

Judy Walters
judy-walters@sbcglobal.net
What a handsome young man. Such a tragic loss to the world. Drugs rob us all of the very thing we love the most, our children. Its wonderful that you set up a foundation in Josh's memory to help others in trouble.

"Substance abuse inhibits a youth's ability to make responsible decisions and to reach their full potential" "Do not grieve for me but learn from me,and I will not have died in vain." IN MEMORY OF ELLIOT J.MATOS JR. 1981-2001

Ryan Cotton
ryancotton05@yahoo.com
Whats up Josh. I just wanted to let you know man that I met your Dad, and he is just great! You had a wonderful Dad that I never had man and I know he loves you and that you are with him and in all of our hearts! As I have not met you, I feel I have known you and your Dad forever. I felt you, and my mother with me on our trip to Orlando. I just want you to know you have done so much for me and even though you are not here physically, you have done more spirtually. I love you man and can't wait to meet the rest of the family!

reinimat
reinimat@gawab.com
My students are interested in your site very much. I always aspired to understanding of each student and should visit your site. Now I understand, what so pulls them to you.

Your body produces its own painkillers, they're called endorphins. When you jog 5 miles, or when you suddenly catch your finger in a car door, your brain jumpstarts the factory and dumps crates of Boston Tea endorphins into the bloodstream. These endorphins-these natural opiates-pile up in the receptor sites of the brain synapses; They relax you, help to float your mind away from the pain you're feeling. Heroin and Morphine, Codeine and Percocet- they all contain opiates too. These opiates resemble the body's natural endorphins. Opium-derived opiates will plug into the brains receptors just as well as natural endorphins. On a typical day, when your at work, making photocopies, or walking down to the cafeteria for coffee, your system will cruise the highway at 55 mph. Your body has converted last nights turkey dinner into muscle protein, carbohydrates, amino acid. Now your brain is trickling out a steady flow of low-level endorphins. But what if you flooded the body with a wash of endorphins? You didnt say a word to the brain, but you piped in a quick burst of opiates. You'd feel great, You'd feel calm and relaxed. It would be a freebie. The first time always is, Your brain got distracted. But it kept shouting above the noise, reminded the factory men to keep producing their own steady quota of endorphins. If you start repeating the unsolicited request-keep piping -in and extra batch of opiates, every few days or so-your brain will lose track of its production quota. It will say, " I only need to run the machine at half speed. I think we'll only need to churn out 50% of the daily yield of endorphins. And you'll feel it the next morning, You'll say, Why am I so tired? But it won't just be the fatique. The noises of your body will quickly become monotonous and annoying. Your right ankle-sore from a night of scuffing a black shoe along lower-manhattan pavement-will hum with the piercing ache of a TV channels test pattern siren. Damn stop already, You'll scream at the side of your ankle, Just shut up. By the end of the day your brain will be panicked, will have called all the men back to the factory. Oil the main piston boys, we gotta get up and running. So, you'll recover, You'll lift back up to calm. But if, that afternoon, you'd piped in more endorphins from an outside source, you'd have gotten the ankle to shut up. You wouldnt have felt that great relaxing opiate buzz, though. Sure you'd have felt nice, But NO, your body would have diverted half the pipeline, would have sucked it up into dry pores, before you could enjoy it. Fast forward now, Carry the progress to its full, logical extension. You pipe a steady stream of daily opiates and your brain closes the entire factory. It sees no reason to compete with the outside pipeline. It stops releasing endorphins entirely. Thats all right though, If you can match the quota, if you can pipe in as many endorphins as your brain used to crank out at the red-brick factory, then you'll live a normal life. Any endorphins piped in above the quota are just a bonus, they'll give you a little of the calm relaxing buzz you felt on day one. It's as simple as Math. Remove a gallon from the bottom tap. Pour in a replacement gallon through the top vent. You break even. But make sure you get every last drop of that replacement gallon. Whatever you do, dont be hasty and toss the carton in the recycling bin until you've tapped out those last two drops. There's a digital scale involved here-it measures volume to the hundredth of a gallon. It will not forgive when you measure out .98. But why bother with any of this mah if your just gonna break even? Can we get you to pour in an extra pint while you're at it? Can you reward us just a little with the whole exchange? Of course this is all academic if you cant find a replacement gallon, We may have forgotten to mention this to you but the bottom gallon is gonna get tapped anyway. The tap doesnt shut completely. It'll run out in, say, six hours. Think you can find a replacement gallon by then? If you cant, then dont concern yourself with your throbbing anke. Worry more about your screaming skin. the rose thorn pricks of every hair piercing through your forarms, your legs, your ankles. You can hurry to 1st Street and 1st avenue, Stand on the corner with a housewife and a Chinese food delivery man. Your stnad there, hopping from foot to foot, looking in the window of a pricey jazz club. In summertime, the jazz bands will play music for you, But you run around the corner to the stationary store. How long? You ask the kid. 15 minutes. A half hour later hes telling a girl on roller blades, 15 minutes. Then she is waiting on the corner too. You're all waiting for the same thing-pretending you dont know each other. Finally the fella comes round the corner. He walks past all of you, never stops moving. You scamper off after him. You're all kids following the school teacher across the playground. The teacher hands you a dime and you back to fill your gallong tank. You'll always be waiting on that corner. Any you'll akways be paying good money. Your money will be paying for inflation: the 2 kilos seized by the DEA in December would have hit the street in January. Now january a little tighter. Your waiting on the corner a little longer, You learn to curse thouse blaring headlines Feds crack heroin ring in china town.

Debbie Russell
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How touching. My sympathies are with you.