Travis,

Your smile and fun loving personality will be eternally missed. We were very lucky to have you walk into our lives and become a part of our family at TCCF. We enjoyed every minute of you being there. It is so hard to accept that you are gone. You were way to young to be out of this world so soon. You will be sadly missed. We know that you are in a better place.

We love and miss you.

Jill

Travis was truly, always a gentleman.

He always was gracious and courtious, and very rarely did I see him negative. When they say chivalry is dead, I say I knew a man that still opened doors for ladies, and that is truly rare. I will miss him.

To one of the sweetest men I have ever chatted up over the phone. I feel blessed to have at least meet you in person a few times. I became your biggest fan. You will be missed in every way.

All my love and prayers,

Jenn

To The Surviving Dillow Family Members:

Travis was such a joy sent to T.C.C.F. only for a short time and will truly be missed by all that knew him. Travis always had a smile on his face and always had a positive attitude, never once have I seen Travis upset or unhappy. He really knew how to brighten your day and became one of the most friendly people I know.Thanks for allowing Travis to come into our lives for such a short season. Travis will be missed but never forgotten, and I will continue to say a pray for your family. Chyna and Family

In Loving memory of my Friend Travis. Travis was such a joy to be around always happy and smiling. He could always make you laugh. I just new him for a short time but not only was he a co-worker but a dear sweet friend. He has left us in this short time,but will not be forgotten. I will miss him dearly. My prayers go out to everyone in the Dillow Family.

Travis taught me me to look at the amount of calories and sodium in the food that I eat . I will always remember you when I sit to to eat my lunch at work .

May his soul rest in peace.Gone but not forgotten.

Dearest Travis,

I still can’t believe that you are gone. I am still waiting for you to walk in the room or call. It doesn’t seem fair that we had our friendship for just a short time. In this time I felt like I have known you all my life. You touched my heart in a way that no other friend has. It takes alot for me to open my heart, but with you it was soo easy; it was natural. I will miss the times we shared together, the way you made me laugh, the way you made me feel better when I was sad, our heart to heart talks, but most of all I will miss the times we are unable to share together. You were such a kind, gentle, sensitive man with so much love, emotion and feelings. You had all the qualities in a man that every woman dreams of having. I always said that you would make the perfect mate. Whoever that girl was that let you go should know she was very lucky to have such a good guy. I am soo sorry Travis for not having the time to talk to you your last day of work when you called me. I am sorry we didn’t have more time together. I am happy that I have stories to tell people about you, I have the corn story, fake vomit story, falling over the table story, sleeping in the tub with all your clothes on for 3 hours story, finger lick’n good story, and you know all the backroom stories… don’t worry, only selective people will know those….we’ll just call those….”between the 2-3-4-5 of us little secret stories”. I guess it’s time to say goodbye Trav, I will miss your innocent smile and will miss you dearly. Please come visit me again. We love you!!

To the Parents of Travis,

Be proud of yourselves for raising such a wonderful son. You made him into a great man. I am soo sorry for you loss. I can’t imagine the pain your suffering. No parent should ever have to feel the pain of losing their child. Our Children grow into men and woman but no matter what they are still our babies, they are still our sweet little prince or princess. God Bless you.

Love Always,

Desi

Travis,

You were the coolest person at the office. We had a special bond. Many people never understand me and from the day you came, You and I just clicked. Desi would always let you know when I was there and you would always come and visit me, even on your breaks. Travis, you were special and you will never be replaced. I was so sad when my mom told me what happened. I don’t know why this happened and I don’t understand, but I do know things are not the same with out you. We are missing a piece of our hearts and there is a silence that will never be filled. You came into our lives and were taken so suddenly that we are still in shock. Your smile and ability to make us laugh, everyone notices how much we miss. We all walk by where you were sitting, with a look on our faces….We just miss you.

Thanks for always spending time with me and rubbing my ears.

We miss you!

Love Stromboli

THE TCCF PUPPY!

Travis, he won’t even read what people wrote about you. I think he doesn’t want to break down. I know that you meant soo much to him and you know that he loved you soo much. He probably won’t write. I feel soo sad that you had to leave us so soon. Baby????….. hhmmm….he misses you so much. I can tell…he won’t say much as guys don’t. I will not put anyone at your desk. It may stay there for months, years or maybe for as long as I am still employed there…I am soo sorry,… you were such a good guy. I am having such a hard time getting past this..I have never been through this type of pain. Please, help me…I miss you soo much, as I know he does…You meant soo much to him. I don’t think he knows what to do with his hurt and pain…it’s okay….I am here for him…I don’t know for how long… but… I would know if it was with you… I miss you soo much. Please know and understand. Give me a sign with what you want me to do and I will do it.

Luv u always,

DV

My precious Travis,

Where does my lost, lonely heart start? I miss you with a pain so deep I don’t know if it will ever go away. But I know the only way to get through is to celebrate and remember our awesome times together. We shared memories, laughter and tears that I’ll never forget. You were my “stand in son” as Nick was away at school and we talked often about the incredible attributes you both have…your huge capacity to love, your compassion for others runs so deep–and it was so cool we could talk “really deep” as easily as we could play practical jokes on each other. You were so much more this amazing one of a kind creative and smart man–than you ever gave yourself credit for. But I understand given our similar pasts, yet rapidly we were making such great progress toward the end turning your dreams into reality as you referred to it “I”m gonna be rich LAR, so rich I’ll be loaning YOU money! with an energy I had not seen from you before, or at least a project to help you focus on and to help you achieve small goals one at a time… most of all making your Dad proud of your attempts, efforts and follow-through.

Whenever you came over, more and more often, I felt like I had second son of my own in the house, what a gift that you allowed me in your life, treating me as family from the first deep talk we shared, I know trust was hard for you, so it meant even more than you’ll ever know well–you do now!:. I hope my son Nick, the two of you alike in many ways… continues to grow into the sweet, sensitive and generous man with the biggest heart I’ve ever known, like you said, “that’s where me and Dad aren’t so much different, I guess I have him to thank, both he and my Mom”. I know how much you missed her. And any woman on this earth would have been blessed beyond words to have been loved by you, it’s too bad so many are so shallow because you too would have been like your own parents who have the capacity to love unconditionally without judgement or criticism, just the purest of love.

You made me laugh, you made me feel special and you “let me in” to your world. Your bear hugs were the best, the best Travis–and I never cared whether you were sweaty or not you incredible hunk!Your hopes, your dreams, your fears your schemes…and as always in life, now too in death, Travis you can trust me now to share what needs to be shared, what you wanted help in sharing with those you so dearly loved, your Dad especially. Help me Travis, help me find the perfect words that you so often spoke when talking about your Dad, the great stories you told that were your favorite memories with him–I want to share with him as you asked me to– to let him feel and know how much his spending time with you meant,the joy it brought to you that he wanted to spend time with you and as you found out–you would have done more together given the time…he loved you Travis more than life itself and I know you became aware of that towards the end, thank you for letting me be a part of discussing your needs and desires you were so deserving of. Your Dad did see the energy and effort and details you put in for “Travis’s get rich quick or at least have fun trying… “the plan”, your Dad could see you were enthusiastic and hardworking and would have truly been honored to work with you as partners together later had time allowed. I am so glad you saw so much in a different light towards the end. And you did it, you took our idea and ran with it, self-motivated, actually getting up before Dad to begin your new endeavor, and it did not go unnoticed as you know…you knew how proud he was.

Travis thank you for blessing my life in ways I could never have imagined…you always thanked me and worrried that you were a bother coming over–but you and I both know, we understood each other and needed each other’s support. I needed to be needed and received from you much more than I gave. Thank you for sharing precious gifts with me and just your friendship, allowing me to be your “fairy Godmother forever”, but mostly the honor of allowing me to be your friend…that most of all I will cherish forever.

You blessed this world and the lives of so many people, and I know sadly at times you felt like no one cared, I know now–you are looking down and smiling–realizing you were one of a kind, flawless in others eyes, and the joy so many found in knowing you…Travis some comfort comes from the fact that you don’t hurt, physically, emotionally or mentally and never will again, for that I am grateful. I am also comforted that though you felt so alone and isolated at times, as you look down and comfort us from above you can see the masses of cards, donations and letters which only reaffirms as I told you, how many lives you touched in a beautiful way, people just don’t always express it in words, feels awkwards at times, but the feelings were there. You’ve taught me or reminded me of a valuable lesson–to tell people how you feel and what an impact they have on your life, or how special their traits or talents are or just what a good friend they have been to you AT THE MOMENT YOU FEEL IT…God calls to heaven– what seems to be so random, unexpected, and unfair to those left behind at the flick of an instant–taking gently in His large hands the most angelic of those on earth to be with him and share his work –YOU are the perfect example. When the officers came to my door that terrible night, I knew immediately, I had awoken just minutes before and the first thought was, “were my last words to you I love you?” I’m making it a habit now daily on the phone or in person, so I won’t ever have to wonder forever again. And Travis forgive me for not returning your call in time that night, but I did call back…”Hey, this is Travis… tell me things” as your message always said in that deep sexy voice…and I did but was saddened later when your phone was found, when I heard you had not retrieved my message before your accident. I’d trade places with you in an instant, you had so much greatness coming, but pain too that was in your soul as long as you were on earth, no more.

You are and will always be my other son, Godson in life, taken away from all of us who loved you way before your time. My personal belief, God called you. It was all a part of HIS plan that hopefully someday we’ll understand. But for now, I pray to get by each day with remembering the priceless happy memories we shared and that I have the strength to share that light you brought to me with your family and friends– instead of falling to pieces, BTW, anything you could do to help me out in this area would be much appreciated:. I pray that I remember to tell so much of what you wanted to say but were too shy to share at times. Most of all I want to remember as I wake up each day to focus on celebrating all you were to me and so many others, especially your Mom and Dad. TJ, I’m planting a small mango tree in your honor and will joyfully watch it thrive please let it thrive, I’m not so good with plants LOL but plan to include a few of your treasured ashes from the gift your Mom and Dad gave me in the beautiful sacred urn. I’ll have your Dad build barbed wire around it so nobody can steal them LOL, I’ll put a fake camera out there like we joked about to catch the fruit thieves. As we watch it grow and bloom and enjoy the fruit, we will always remember you and how happy you were as th fruit ripened and coud be eaten.

I miss you, I love you, and just remember to meet me at the gates because I’m so directionally challenged as you know, I don’t want to get lost up there…

Always and forever…

Lauren

Travis you will always be loved and never forgotten. You’re free from the bondage of human flesh and now rest with your one true love. When the time comes please help guide the rest of you’re loved ones home.

We send our sympathy to the family.

Louise is the daughter of Hal and

Lorene Dillow and granddaughter of

Lura DillowSlusher who was a sister of Great Grandfather of Travis. May God be near the family.

Baby, You used to ask If I would cry if you died. I have not stopped crying since I found out. I cannot breathe, I cannot see, I can only feel this lost, this alone this missing limb that was my Shervi. Baby, they didn’t contact me until the 18th. I feel like I let you down letting you go through this alone. I will never love again the way I loved you. I can only think I’m sorry I’m Sorry I’m so sorry. I will count the six years we spent together as the happiest I will ever have. I am afraid of this world without you. I will never be ok again. ” I Miss You” doesn’t cover it. I am half of me without you, I am truly alone in this world now that you’ve gone. I only hope you found the happiness there that you could not find here. I tried so hard to give it to you but it’s not something to give its something you must accept. You will always be my baby. I will always be yours. I hope to see you sooner than later- as this life has no meaning for me without you in it. You truly were my other half – always my better half. I Love you and miss you eternally. I did not get the chance to say goodbye- So I will not- I will say – see you soon baby I love you. You were never alone… I was always here. Waiting for you to feel happy- and I hope now you feel only happy. – Love forever, Thank you for the best years of my life- Gina Piccolo

Travis and I met when we were 11 years old, in Orlando, FL in Sand Lake Hills…We consequently spent the next 15+ years hanging out and spending time with each other and other friends…Travis was my first love, I even put it in the 6th grade newspaper. The sun came out when he walked into a room, and the sun went down when he left. He was truly an amazing and loving person. I was very lucky to have had hin in my life for so long. The only regret I have is not seeing him in 8 years, but I finally got to tell him how much I loved him, how much I have always loved him the night before he died. I will miss him until the end of time, but I know I will see him again in God’s beautiful home. He is so happy now and thank God out of pain…Travis was a spontaneous person to say the least. Always on the go, ready for adventure, trouble, or mischief..A night on the town with Travis was SURE to be promising! And it was…My heart is broken and will be for a long time. I still can’t believe he’s gone. But I see him in my dreams and he is still beautiful, just shining and alot happier. I got to hug him for a long time in a recent dream and I was so happy….

I love you Travis, I always have and I always will.

Travis,

It’s been two and a half months since you left us and it’s taken that much time for me to have the courage to write in this book. Losing you has been the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to deal with in my life. My soul feels lifeless and my heart is numb to everthing. I was always proud to have you as my son. The warm, caring, sensitive person that you always were when your demons weren’t getting the best of you was a pleasure to know and call my son. Even though you were having some very rough times leading up to your passing, we were finally beginning to form that father son bond that we both had wanted for so long. Selfishly, I want you back and miss you so much but I know you’re finally out of pain both physically and emotionally and for that I’m truly happy. I’m trying to do the things that you’ve sent messages to your mom and Lauren that I should do and hopefully those upcoming sessions will help me get unjammed and be able to in some way feel your watchful eyes over me that I know are there. I hope you know that you were the most inportant person on this planet to me and that if necessary I would have stood by your side even through the gates of hell.

I want you to know that I expect you to spread your energy on that avacodo tree every spring when it’s time for it to fruit. You had some kind of magic on it that amazed me. And I’ll be watching.

And lastly, I expect for you to be the first person that comes to great me when I pass over and escort me into the next life. The bond between us will never die. I will be with you in our spirit ways for all eternity.

Dad

My mother is a survivor of child abuse and child incest.My mom’s sister told me that my mom was raped many times over and over as a child. In her adult years mom was raped. Mom don’t talk much about her childhood years or the years another person made my mom her victim. My mom is to be filled with laughter and joy and can take a joke. Today my mom hasn’t left her home for 2 years, when she does have to leave her home it is just to go to her doctors or grocery store but mom won’t go out alone, dad has to be with her at all times.I had to ask my mom’s sister because mom became a total new person. She became more quiet and isolated, she cries at times, dad says mom has these nightmares, so mom don’t sleep much. We all hate seeing how this rapist changed my mom but after talking to mom’s baby sister now we understand. Mom was a victim for many years and took every precaution to not become someone’s victims again. My baby sister was raped 4 yrs ago from our neighbor. That devestated mom. She is taking one step at a time, baby steps that is. We just pray for mom.

I am sorry I did not get to know this young man; he sounds like a wonderful person. I am new to this site, and am also an incest survivor. God bless you for your work.

I need help in overcoming abuse

I am sad to hear about Travis, but it has inspired me.

For years I suffered incest by my father, I escaped one month ago and am trying to rebuild my life. I am 18 now and everyday he haunts me.

God bless your work to help people like us.

Thanks for all the help and any information emailed to me will be very helphful. Dave Nicholls

It has been a little over six months since Travis passed over. Although the days are getting a little easier, the nights still hold their demons for me. Something drew me back to this guestbook today and I was surprised to see all the new entries in it from other abuse survivors. I wish there was some way for me to wave a magic wand over each of you and take your pain away. Having seen what sexual abuse did to Travis and to his mother over the last 30+ years I am saddened to know how many more survivors there are out there.

What I have learned from being only a concerned father and husband of survivors is that you must find help in dealing with the demons that come as a result of the abuse. I?ve seen all the other methods of trying to cope with it drive good people into a life of total misery. Drugs, alcohol, denial, violence?.anything that can take their mind off the abuse. All of these things are only very temporary fixes that just add to the harm that was originally done. The one thing that I have learned from trying to help my own family is that forgiveness is critical to your ability to have a meaningful life for yourselves. And I?m not talking about forgiving your abusers even though that is part of the healing process. The forgiveness I?m talking about is forgiving yourself. Every survivor I?ve ever talked to, when really being honest with themselves, admits to feeling guilty for being a victim. I think this is the hardest thing you have to deal with. There is nothing you should feel guilty about! Forgive yourselves for whatever you are feeling. Only after you can do that can you begin to work on the other areas of your abuse that need to heal. Anything that doesn?t get healed will over time fester like a cancer inside you and ultimately destroy you and those around you that love you. This I can say from firsthand experience.

Every time I watched Travis have a panic attack, go into one of his deep depressions, or wake up in a cold sweat from his nightmares I died a little inside. I will carry some of my guilt with me forever for not being aware of things that were happening to him and not being there to stop them. Parents are supposed to be able to protect their children from that kind of harm at all costs. And I failed. I too am working on forgiving myself for the things I think I should have been able to do to protect Travis.

My heart goes out to each of you that are suffering from this hideous abuse. But there is a light out there if you seek it. Good abuse counselors are hard to find. We went through many of them trying to find one that is really good at what they do. The best ones we came in contact with were survivors themselves. If you can find one like that you?re off to a good start. Therapy is hard work. Don?t let anybody kid you. It?s painful and grueling but, if done right, the results will be worth it. Don?t get discouraged if it takes you a while to find the right therapist for you. Just keep looking. They are out there.

God bless each of you and may God watch over you as you embark on your healing journey.

Travis?s dad.

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I have never entered any site that talks about surviving and suffering as an adult from the permutations of events in ones childhood, thankyou to Travis and his family for providing a forum for this horribly prevalent issue – people all over the world are coping , or not, with the awful things that have been visited upon them in what are sometimes suprisingly banal circumstances . I am still shocked by how ‘ordinary’ my own little story was. I was 7, it was my favourite uncle, I told my mother, nothing was done about it, it was 36 years ago. I am just about ok now,I am talking to people in a similar situation, we are trying to write a short film about our various realities, some of us have never disclosed before, we hope it might help others in the long term, maybe. I have always felt guilty, as has my friend. We were CHILDREN!

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i am sorry to hear of travis’s death. i am a survivor of sexual abuse i want to say that my thoughts are with yous! my dearest sympatheys!

I am terribly sorry for your loss. I am not a survivor of abuse but survived depression after the birth of my son….. and i know what it feels like to feel alone and misunderstood. your son sounded like a wonderful human being with a sensitive heart, and I am sure his gentle spirit still remains in the hearts of the lives he touched

Travis would be my age right now…a bit younger, but not much. I wish we would have met, then we could have talked and shared the pain, the pain noone besides a survivor can really understand. Travis life is very similar to my own. He looked like a very nice person with a good heart.

I am almost 34 years ‘old’, from Europe and 1 year married to a gentleman of the south…who blames me daily for beeing unhappy. He does not understand me and never will. I gave up explaining. It does not matter anyways.

No matter what I do I just will never become “happy”. It is like beeing disabled, only with sexual abuse nobody can see that your heart is broken and nobody can hear the crying of your soul. Daily you “act”, so nobody will notice that you are different. Why? Who wants to be different? Exactly, the answer is: nobody!

I was 4 when my uncle destroyed the person I could have become. I wrote my uncle, who past away several years ago, that I ‘forgave” him, but I never have and never will. How do you forgive someone who murdered your heart and soul? Every day of my life the knowledge that I lost this person, myself, hurts, it makes me angry and alone. But I am a trooper.

I am very sorry Travis did not have the chance to live happy like “non-survivors” do.

Would that have been possible? I don’t believe so. But if he would still live we could have comforted each other to not feel so alone.

Hopefully Travis did find peace and love in heaven. I believe and wish he did!

My heart goes out to Travis’ family. I’m so sorry for your loss. I wish I could have met him and had the chance to talk to him. It’s really hard to find someone who understands. I could not stop crying as I read the guest book. I too am a survivor of abuse. I don’t know if you would call it surviving because I feel so empty inside. I was abused by my father until I was 13, when he divorced my Mother. Even though it is more than 10 years ago the pain is still there and can bring me to tears and some days it’s seems impossible to just make it through the day. I too feel that he robbed me of who I might have been able to become. I’ve been depressed my whole life and no matter what I do it doesn’t seem to get better. I sought help when I was 15 but did not make a good choice of picking a good counselor so then the whole community found out about my abuse since then I have not sought professional help. I lost many friends and it tore my family apart. My Mother resented me for telling someone. After reading this guestbook it gave me courage to finally tell my husband. I’m terrified to tell him since I’ve lost friends in the past and a lot of time people don’t understand or they don’t want to hear about it because it is disturbing, but I’m tired of struggling alone and making up excuses for when I just can’t cope. My heart goes out to you and your family.

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My heart goes out to Travis’ family. I’m so sorry for your loss. I wish I could have met him and had the chance to talk to him. It’s really hard to find someone who understands. I could not stop crying as I read the guest book. I too am a survivor of abuse. I don’t know if you would call it surviving because I feel so empty inside. I have never reached out to another survivor but wish I would have had the chance to share our pain and to know that we are not alone. I was abused by my father until I was 13, when he divorced my Mother. Even though it is more than 10 years ago the pain is still there and can bring me to tears and some days it’s seems impossible to just make it through the day. I too feel that he robbed me of who I might have been able to become. I’ve been depressed my whole life and no matter what I do it doesn’t seem to get better. I sought help when I was 15 but did not make a good choice of picking a good counselor so then the whole community found out about my abuse since then I have not sought professional help.

I lost many friends and it tore my family apart. My Mother resented me for telling someone. After reading this guestbook it gave me courage to finally tell my husband. I’m terrified to tell him since I’ve lost friends and other important people in my life because they just did not understand. But, I’m tired of struggling alone and feeling so lonely like no one understands me. My heart goes out to you and your family.

My heart goes out to Travis’ family. I’m so sorry for your loss. I wish I could have met him and had the chance to talk to him. It’s really hard to find someone who understands. I could not stop crying as I read the guest book. I too am a survivor of abuse. I don’t know if you would call it surviving because I feel so empty inside. I have never reached out to another survivor but wish I would have had the chance to share our pain and to know that we are not alone. I was abused by my father until I was 13, when he divorced my Mother. Even though it is more than 10 years ago the pain is still there and can bring me to tears and some days it’s seems impossible to just make it through the day. I too feel that he robbed me of who I might have been able to become. I’ve been depressed my whole life and no matter what I do it doesn’t seem to get better. I sought help when I was 15 but did not make a good choice of picking a good counselor so then the whole community found out about my abuse since then I have not sought professional help.

I lost many friends and it tore my family apart. My Mother resented me for telling someone. After reading this guestbook it gave me courage to finally tell my husband. I’m terrified to tell him since I’ve lost friends and other important people in my life because they just did not understand. But, I’m tired of struggling alone and feeling so lonely like no one understands me. I want to thank you David for what you wrote…for survivors to forgive themselves…Often times you do not even realize how much guilt you cary. You are the first person to ever tell me that.. thank you. My heart goes out to you and your family.

It breaks my heart to hear of his passing. He was my first roommate, a best friend, my awesome sidekick at my first job, and a supporting rock on which I could lean. The last contact we had was in 05′ when he recieved a Birthday card I had sent him. He wrote me back with a curtious and postive letter. He explained how he was considering moving back to Rochester, IL where we met. He told me that he was most happy there, I believed him.

It is not everyday that we lose someone we love, but it would not make a difference if it did, it never gets easy. The pain of loss and sadness will always be in my heart, He will be missed. My friend, my rock, my “hubba-hodgyt”, my TD.

A man I once called friend, who taught me more than i can say… No one can know the course of their life, but in time we can see the people who helped guide us, this man saved me from my most self distruvtive behaviors. he showed me that the best things in life are the things you share with loved ones. as i think on the times we shared together as friends I realize, we were alot less like friends and alot more like brothers.i hope these few thought can help bring peace to those who miss “TD.”

I’m late in knowing. I’ll miss you.

Travis was one of the best friends I have ever had. He introduced me to so much music, fun and life that I had shut myself off from. He opened my eyes to a much bigger world, one full of things I had never dreamed of. He was always the brightest person in the room. People gravitated towards him because of his positive energy. No one could make you laugh like Travis. When my own depression was getting the best of me, he was there to help me out of it. I would not be the person I am today without Travis. This saddens me even more, as I can only now wish that I could have helped him, as he helped me. My only hope is that he didn’t leave this world feeling alone or unloved, becuase he was neither.

“There he goes, one of God’s own prototypes. Too wierd to live, and too rare to die.”

-Hunter S. Thompson

Travis will live on in our memories, which means he is still with us….”Sitting in the waiting room”….

Hey Travis,I just heard the news.I’ll miss you bro.We’ll all see you again real soon.

i am so sorry for his loss and if he lived a life as such a tortured soul. my husband is also a victim of incest byhis father and is still struggling with its effects i on the other hand did not know until recently of his pain and am trying to find a way to help him in his lonliness and isolation which is very difficult and scary for me. i support him fully but its hard to help someone who feels they suffer alone how do you help or make the person feel more whole i dont know, sometimes that is still not enough…..i feel for the family and all the pain that this subject causes but having love and support can hopefully ease some of it……smo

I found Travis’s picture on a website that indicated his sexual abuse. I wish I could have been his friend. I would have been able to help him, because I have been through the same abuse since 8 years old till I moved out of the house. There is a lot of people out there like Travis that needs the unconditional love and support. I am very sorry to hear about his early passing. Travis makes me want to tell the world about sexual abuse at a level that could be horrifying but yet healing for those who can relate, and bring an awareness to those who have not experienced that level of abuse. I don’t know you Travis but I love you unconditionally. Travis your never alone, even now…Oceans of Love Naomi

It’s been 9 months since I’ve been on this site. Obviously, it’s not a site that’s easy for me to view. My healing is progressing as I guess time will do. Large parts of me still feel nothing inside but I’ve gotten use to the numbness.

I want to thank all the friends and strangers that have signed Travis’s guest book and all the kind words from people that knew him. I’m sorry it took so long for you to find out about his passing but I had no way to know who to contact. And for those of you that didn’t know him but suffer from the same demons, my prayers are with you. Please don’t let your pain drive you to the place it drove Travis. His passing was a direct result of mental anguish that was numbed with alcohol and drugs, neither of which mix with driving a vehicle.

I’m not a religious person but I am very spiritual and do believe that we are all part of the Holy Spirit and will return to it in our time. Seek your peace in the never ending love of the source. It truly is the only answer to all of the problems of this illusory world.

May the spirit bless all of you!

Travis’s dad.

It’s not about you all, it is about Travis. I love him and hate him. I will always be his special angel.

Happy Birthday Travis! I’m thinking about you lots today and wishing you were here to give you a big birthday hug! I got your message from Casey. Thank you so much! That will be our little secret. Remember that I expect you to be the first one I see when I cross over. We will be together again and we will build that cosmic race car you always wanted.

I love you TJ.

Dad

HoLiDAys MaKe Me MIsS YoU eVEn MoRE

thinking about your presence

I certainly miss your lovely mind and your rhythmic way of expression.

I LOVE YOU ALWAYS

Just 2 days ago I was going through an old book and found a letter you had written me after yrs being outta touch. I took it as if you were just sending a hello. Even though not physically I know you’ve always been around. I miss you my dear friend. I’ll never forget the days….I appreciate so much everything you made me see.

eternally dancing to rhythm of a flame