I found this a couple of days ago and I think it belongs here............
No farewell words were spoken........ No time to say goodbye........ You were gone before we knew it And only God knows why.
This memorial website was created in the memory of our Grandson, Son, Brother, Nephew, and Friend Braden Erickson who was born in Palmer, Alaska on February 19, 1992 and passed away on May 20, 2005 . We miss him terribly and will remember him forever.
His family is convinced that he died engaging a particularly lethal type of risky behavior. It is known as "The Choking Game", "Pass Out". "American Dream", "Flatliner", "Space Monkey" and various other names. Kids have been participating in this activity for generations. Frequently, deaths caused by this game are mislabeled as suicides by the authorities. Kids believe it is a safe activity. Obviously, that is not true. The weapon in the campaign to stop these deaths is information. Most adults have no idea that their children are doing this. For more information about this lethal activity, go to www.stop-the-choking-game.com
If anyone would like a "Stop the Choking Game" bracelet in memory of Braden, request one from the site administrator, Lyndi Trost including a mailing address.
He was such a sweet, funny, loving, intelligent generous person just undergoing the transition from boy to young man. He had started wearing cologne but he still slept with his little brown stuffed bunny. He had endless patience when it came to something he really wanted to do. Fishing for example, or stalking dragon flies or lizards.
He had many friends in Alaska, on the island of Maui where he lived with his family for two years, and in Tolleson, Arizona where he and his family had lived for the past two years. He kept in touch with his friends in Alaska and Maui.
Braden loved life and he loved all of God's creatures. He had a special affinity for reptiles and was the proud owner of a ball python named Squeeze, a monitor lizard and another smaller snake. The family also has a black toy poodle and a pot bellied pig both of which Braden played with and helped to care for.
Braden was born on February 19, 1992. His little brother, Jesse was born on February 20, 2002, ten years and one day later. Braden thought of Jess as his birthday present and watched over him like a guardian angel. Jess misses him so!! He has told his Mom he doesn't want Brady to be in heaven any more. He wants him to come home.
Shortly before he died, Braden used his Birthday money to pay for some of his friends to get into a dance at school. He was always willing to share whatever he had with others. He would not stand by and watch a bully torment a smaller or weaker child, and he would not back down from a bully.
The ongoing theme in all of the letters his family received from his friends and classmates after his death was that he made everyone laugh. He had an off-the-wall sense of humor. which he used to brighten the world around him. The outpouring of affection for him was amazing. His classmates organized a car wash. His teachers purchased and delivered to his family a package of school pictures which he had not yet picked up. His friends in Tolleson and Wasilla had tee shirts made in his honor and wore them to school. There was standing room only at his service. Several of his classmates spoke. The school that he attended in Kehei, Maui sent two fresh flower leis.
Missing you. / Justine Haiser/Erickson (Cousin)
Just wanted you to know I love you and miss you dearly.
Missing You on Maui................-............. / Grandpa &. Gramma Trost (Grandparents)
We have been on Maui for almost 4 weeks now and I see you eveywhere. When we drive past Charlie Young Beach, I see you racing out of the ocean to throw yourself down on the hot sand to warm up. Also, chasing chickens on South Kehei Road o...
Thinking of you always / Auntie Tammi
Hi my sweet boy, sorry it been a bit since I have written to you. I think about you everyday and miss you. It seems like I miss a lot these days. I miss your mom, we don't really talk anymore or even get a long. I am sure there is fault on both sid...
cant stop / Kent Erickson (eldest brothet )
Dude my gecko is clinging to your tattoo. Its not supposed to cling! Miss u braden ill see u soon :)
Thinking of you always / Justine Haiser/Erickson (Cousin)Read >>
Letter To Mom by Joy Curnutt Mom, please don't feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it's not many years
I don't want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven't really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I'm closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I'm standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there's nothing I can do.
But I'll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to "cross over,"
I'll be there to take your hand.