Our loved ones are gone far too soon by suicide and/or outcomes from marijuana and substance use. We honor their beautiful memories and bring them into the light to increase awareness and decrease stigma. We link our arms in solidarity to support Johnny’s Ambassadors in educating parents and youth about substance abuse, mental health, and suicide prevention. On the date of death of your loved one, we will post on the Johnny’s Ambassadors Facebook page to honor and remember him/her.
This page is sponsored by love donations by Johnny’s Parent Ambassadors of a one-time $100 contribution for a one-year posting. Please email your loved one’s photo, full name, your name(s) as you want it listed, birth date, death date, and a 75-word tribute to [email protected].
In Honor of John Kenneth Stack (Johnny) by Laura and John Stack
2/7/00 – 11/20/19
Johnny was a happy, funny, handsome, intelligent young man. He loved animals, video games, the beach, his friends, and his family. He was a brown belt in karate, ran cross country, grew up in youth group, and played the piano and guitar. His values were altruism, patience, conviction, enthusiasm, and gratitude. He graduated high school with honors and a college scholarship and planned to be a computer programmer until he developed delusion from doing THC dabs.
Johnny’s Ambassadors was founded in memory of Johnny Stack.
In Honor of Dillon Andrew Blodgett by Adriene Leonard
5/25/92 – 01/23/16
Dillon was a kind-hearted soul who loved his family, his kitty, Ophelia, and his many friends. He generously assisted others in need of a helping hand and someone to lean on. He was happiest engaging in his favorite outdoors activities: snowboarding, skateboarding, and photographing the Colorado mountains, landscapes, flowers, and action shots of friends skateboarding, snowboarding, and playing in bands. His goal was to be a professional photographer.
In Honor of Charles Aubrey Rogers by Anne Moss Rogers
Charles Aubrey Rogers was the funniest, most popular kid in school. He was complex, adorable, frustrating, effervescent, charming, eccentric, and a creative genius. When he waltzed in, faces brightened, bodies turned toward him like he brought the sunshine in his pocket and he was there to hand it out. He lived with ADHD, a sleep disorder, depression, anxiety, and finally a heroin addiction, which was a contributing factor to his suicide at age 20.
In Honor of Andrew Steven Zorn (Andy) by Sally Schindel
10/15/82 – 3/1/14
Andy was a fun guy full of dreams and plans. At age 9, he announced plans to serve in the military to earn a college degree, which he did. Andy was first a paratrooper with Army’s 82nd Airborne, and then he earned an AA degree. He planned to be a millionaire by age 40 and started his IRA retirement savings at age 16. Sadly, severe Cannabis Use Disorder derailed him and robbed him of all he had accomplished.
In Honor of Matthew Gordon Pontefract by Wendy Pontefract
11/29/99 – 3/31/2020
My beautiful, sweet, sensitive boy loved everyone and wanted to be loved and accepted by everyone. Matthew was bright (he was especially good in math) and creative. He loved animals and spending time with friends. He grew into a beautiful, fit young man, who was the starting center on the football team and a participant in drama productions. We love him still and miss him terribly. Rest in peace my sweet young man.
In Honor of Chris Cowan by David J. Cowan
4/23/71 – 1/21/00
Chris was an outstanding high school student, co-captain of the wrestling team, and president of the student council. As a senior, he received the American History prize; the best peace essay; a national scholastic writing award; the best math student award; AP Calculus award for the highest score; and the Student Leadership award. He enrolled at Stanford at the age of 17. To be one of the boys, he started smoking marijuana, which led to paranoid schizophrenia and resulted in suicide.
In Honor of Ryan Gardiner Dow by Ray Dow
11/17/01 – 08/07/18
Ryan was a fun, smart, creative person. He was a loving son, brother, and friend. He loved animals, especially his cats and his pet bird, Cheech. Ryan enjoyed playing the guitar, skiing, and spending time with his friends. Ryan toured University of Denver just days before he died and planned to attend there. He wanted to work in the music industry. We don’t know why Ryan decided to take his own life. He is loved and missed by many.
In Honor of Joel Jonathan Belmer by Kathy Cooperman
9/28/77 – 2/20/2015
Joel will always be remembered as a happy, funny, creative, and charismatic young man. I still call him my teddy bear. He loved Colorado and the mountains. He loved the company that he created, “O Dog Adventures.” He was happily married and loved his entire family. He enjoyed helping others and volunteered as a wrestling coach for the Special Olympics for years. Joel truly made the world a better place, and I’m so proud to be his mom.
In Honor of Aaron Anil Reddy by Raj and Anita Reddy
7/25/00 – 3/27/19
Aaron was a gentle, kind hearted, fun and loving soul. He loved his family, pets, playing video games, going out to restaurants and watching movies. He also had a brilliant mind as a conservative young business man. He graduated from a blue-ribbon magnet high school where he was a member of the Future Business Leaders of America. He was an accounting major in college and wanted to become a certified public accountant.
In Honor of Kevin Bright by Bart and Hazel Bright
2/10/89 – 8/14/18
Kevin was an intelligent and sensitive child. He was loved and lovable. Kevin was also witty and displayed a great sense of humor. He enjoyed playing the piano for many years. As a teenager Kevin struggled with depression and anxiety. He worked hard to overcome his challenges and self medicated, at times, with high THC marijuana. The last six years of his life Kevin increased his marijuana use and eventually took his life at 29 years old. We love and miss him everyday.
In Honor of Garrett Reilly Craig by Jay Craig
3/2/2000 – 1/12/2019
Garrett was a brilliant young man with endless opportunity before him. His path ended in his suicide at 18 years old after a descent into high-potency marijuana use. Garrett had many interests and many friends. Garrett and I met for lunch a few days before he died. After lunch, we hugged, and I said, “I love you.” In his usual quiet mumble, Garrett replied, “Luv ya.” Thank you, God, for that moment.