I want to start this page by telling you about the background. It is a scan of a note that my son sent me. One of the few 'momentos' that I have from his too short life. Troy wasn't one to go out and buy you things, he wanted to MAKE you something.
I am SO grateful for the technology of today, that allows me to share some of the things that my son and I got to share. My hope is that Troy is more real to you, so that his death becomes more real...because it is real. The last time that I saw him, he was lying in a casket with his hands crossed over his chest.
Did you know that when a body is prepared, that 'makeup' isn't just a facial thing. They put it wherever it is needed...like to cover the bruises. When I saw the bruises on his hands, I didn't know that bruises can be formed after death and I was horrified that my son lay in that van, bleeding to death, wondering about why he was dying. It still comes to me...why did he have to die? It has been over five years and it is no easier for me to accept.
Over the years, I have done a few things in his memory. I have spoken whenever I could find someone that was interested. That was in the army. Seems that not too many people were interested...until their soldiers were getting arrested for DUIs. I have become active on the internet in various ways and I have been part of the building of an online support group, called PADD.