Angels of the National Angel Quilt

Brady Michael Wells
08-21-2008 - 07/30/2010

Brady was born on August 21, 2008. We held our breath until we heard his first cry. We counted his fingers and toes. It was confirmed by the doctor; Brady was a “healthy, bouncing baby” boy. The first year of his life was just incredible. He exceeded all of the milestone markers. He was in the 95th percentile consistently for height and weight. This child was the picture of health. And then, right after his first birthday Brady had a fever, his first fever. The pediatrician told us what to do and we did it, for two weeks. Then he woke up one morning with his eye swollen like a bull frog. He was rushed to the emergency room at the Bristol Myers-Squibb Children’s Hospital at RWJU Hospital in New Brunswick, NJ. After another week of high fevers and testing for every possible illness, Dr. Drachtman informed us that our 13 month old baby had cancer. Brady battled non-disclosed acute leukemia for 10 long months. He was an old soul and approached his cancer with bravery and a smile. At the young age of 23 months, and after 6 rounds of chemotherapy and peripheral blood stem cell transplant, Brady passed away in my arms on July 30, 2010.

Brady was the light of our lives, so brilliant was his flame, that we are now lost in the dark without him. We love you bear, Mommy and Daddy.

Hugs for Brady Foundation www.hugsforbrady.org

Brandon Brauns

Brandon was a very active boy; he played baseball, football, rode his bike, skateboarded and had many friends. He loved his family, friends and his dogs. His favorite teams were the Phillies and the Eagles. His college team was Penn State.

Brandon looked normal from the outside, until he took off his hat. Brandon was 4 years old and complained of leg pain. The doctors told us he had high-risk state 4 Neuroblastoma. Over the next 4 and a half years Brandon went through numerous rounds of chemotherapy, stem cell transplant, radiation, Accutane, MIBG therapy, 4 clinical trials. Not to forget the numerous hospitals stays for infections. Weekly, sometimes, daily trips to the hospital for transfusions and testing. All while doing this Brandon had a smile and a love for life. From the time he woke in the morning, until he fell asleep at night he was doing something.

Brandon taught us many things: To laugh, to love and to live every day.
Brandon also had 3 wishes.

1. Marry Sophie, his 3rd grade girlfriend.
2. To find a cure for cancer. His second wish we will continue.
3. To make his pain go away forever.

His third wish came true on October 6, 2008. Brandon flew to the Heaven’s the perfect pain free angel.

Brandon we love and miss you. Your family: Mommy, Daddy, Matt & Chrissy, Shawna, Shay and your nephew Donovan.

Brandon Goodpastor

Brandon Adam Loose
6/13/1999 – 10/06/2008

Brandon was a very active boy; he played baseball, football, rode his bike, skateboarded and had many friends. He loved his family, friends and his dogs. His favorite teams were the Phillies and the Eagles. His college team was Penn State.

Brandon looked normal from the outside, until he took off his hat. Brandon was 4 years old and complained of leg pain. The doctors told us he had high-risk state 4 Neuroblastoma. Over the next 4 and a half years Brandon went through numerous rounds of chemotherapy, stem cell transplant, radiation, Accutane, MIBG therapy, 4 clinical trials. Not to forget the numerous hospitals stays for infections. Weekly, sometimes, daily trips to the hospital for transfusions and testing. All while doing this Brandon had a smile and a love for life. From the time he woke in the morning, until he fell asleep at night he was doing something.

Brandon taught us many things: To laugh, to love and to live every day.
Brandon also had 3 wishes.

1. Marry Sophie, his 3rd grade girlfriend.
2. To find a cure for cancer. His second wish we will continue.
3. To make his pain go away forever.

His third wish came true on October 6, 2008. Brandon flew to the Heaven’s the perfect pain free angel.

Brandon we love and miss you. Your family: Mommy, Daddy, Matt & Chrissy, Shawna, Shay and your nephew Donovan.

Brandon Mayes

Brandon Medina

Brandon Overholt

Brandt Alexander Pflueger
01/19/2004 – 01/12/2011

Brandt A. Pflueger was like any other 4 year old when he was diagnosed with Stage IV Neuroblastoma. He enjoyed baseball, riding his bike, playing with his sister Savannah and going to WWII reenactments with his dad. Brandt always had a smile on his face even when treatments were hard. If it weren’t for that little bald head no one would have known he was in the fight of his life with something inside his body.

Brandt’s cancer was found on his adrenal gland in May 2008, it had also spread to his bone marrow. Brandt had several aggressive rounds of chemo, followed up with tumor removal, stem cell transplant, radiation and vitamin A therapy. Brandt was considered in remission November 2008. He began experiencing back pain in August 2009, tests showed there was a lump compressing his spinal cord and had already spread to other areas of his body. Very little chemotherapy helped his aggressive cancer, even MIBG therapy didn’t help. Brandt was determined to beat the cancer even when we told him in October 2010 that it had spread to his brain. He was still the happy child with the infectious smile. In December, Brandt had pneumonia and along with the growth of the tumors his lungs collapsed from the strain. Exactly one week until his 7th birthday on January 12th, 2011, Brandt lost his battle. Brandt truly was an angel among us. He inspired everyone that he met.

Brayden Chandler

Breanna Elise Thayer

Brendan Pederson
03/09/2001 – 03/26/2013

Brendan was 12 years old when he went home to heaven. Brendan loved LEGOS, Hot Wheels, playing video games, the color green and he loved Jesus with all of his heart. We know that we will see him again someday in heaven...he is waiting there for us.

Brett Jensen

Brian Charles Ernst
03/11/1991– 03/16/2010

Brian was an active 17-year-old, who was an all-star baseball pitcher, loyal brother, son, and friend. Brian made a lasting impression all who knew him. He was an outstanding baseball player, making significant contributions to the varsity team even as a freshman. His dream of playing college ball was deferred, however, when he was diagnosed with Ewing’s Sarcoma in the spring of his junior year, on May 23rd, 2008. Brian’s tumor was located on the left side of his pelvic area, and was larger than a softball at the time of diagnosis. During treatment, he completed 14 rounds of chemotherapy and 30 radiation treatments. After two years of pain and treatments, he relapsed in January 2010, and an MRI showed the cancer had spread throughout his entire body. He earned his angel wings on March 16th, 2010, 5 days after his 19th birthday.

Showing tremendous courage and unwavering character in the face of adversity, Brian was revered for the way he inspired others. Throughout intense treatments and unbearable pain, Brian remained his wonderful self, funny, loving, and caring. During his two year battle, Brian was nothing but courageous and selfless, always putting others first. He will always be loved and missed by his family, friends and supporters. He is whole again, no cancer, no pain... will be forever young, and “save at home,” but we are left here with broken hearts.

My beautiful, precious son Brian, you will be with me always until we are able to be together soon. I love you all there is, and then some more. Rest in painless peace. I miss your hugs every day. Mom

Brody Etelamaki

Bryce C. Norwood

Bryce Kameron Raubt
3/2/2009 – 1/6/2011

For 674 days, 12 hours and 56 minutes, the world was blessed with the presence of a true Angel. After a long & brave battle with Rhabdomyosarcoma, Bryce earned his Angel wings. Bryce courageously battled his cancer, for almost two years. He faced the challenges of aggressive treatment with strength and determination. Most of us would collapse under the weight of these challenges. But, Bryce was so much more than his fragile little body conveyed. Bryce accepted his challenge of cancer in the same way he accepted everything: with remarkable strength, tremendous courage and with an amazing spirit. His smile was like the sun coming out from behind a cloud, warming all that it touched.

Bryce conveyed more joy, contentment and hope than anything we could have imagined possible. Bryce loved to play outside and dance to the music. Other favorite activities included swinging at the playground, watching TV, and playing trains. He loved snacking on M&M’s and French fries. He was a camera hog, and loved to ham it up for his fans, flashing an innocently mischievous smile and those piercing blue eyes. Bryce’s life would seem too short to many, but those who were touched by him, understood that being happy and enjoying life far exceed the quantity of time in which you live it. His gentle smile, and big blue eyes, could melt the hearts of those around him and though he never spoke a word, he spoke louder than any of us ever could.

www.caringbridge.org/visit/bryce09

Caitlyn Renee Jackson

Cameron David James
11/01/1996 – 09/29/2009

Cameron David James had been diagnosed with glioblastoma, a rare and largely untreatable brain tumor.

Even in his darkest hours, Cameron always had a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eye—he defined the term “happy. His positive demeanor won him many of friends at Texas Children’s Hospital early and easily.

Cameron had a personality like no other boy, so naturally his favorite hobby was pulling practical jokes on unsuspecting staff and patients in the hospital. Cameron won the dubious distinction of resident comedian on the Cancer Center floor thanks to his hilarious pranks and silly string wars. Cameron loved to be funny. He could hardly wait to spray his doctors and nurses with that silly string.

Cameron loved being at Texas Children’s because he made so many friends and was able to participate in so many fun things during his stay.

At just 8-years-old, Cameron and his family were forced to face the reality of childhood cancer, which is the leading cause of non-accidental death in children. While the overall survival rate for children with cancer is more than 75 percent, only half of all children diagnosed with a brain tumor will survive.

Despite brain surgery, several rounds of chemotherapy and radiation, Cameron passed away at 8 years old, just over a year and a half after he was first diagnosed.

Cameron’s mom wants everyone and every parent to know that a lot of kids do survive childhood cancer, but some kids—like my son Cameron—don’t make it. We must find a cure for this awful disease that is taking our children away from us way too soon.

Today, Cameron’s family make frequent trips to Texas Children’s to help other families coping with cancer. Nobody is alone in their fight or their grief. It’s important for all of us to come to together. I know that Cameron would want us to do that.

Cameron Miller Fahey

Carrie Ann Janik

Carter Kevin Dang
04/08/2010 – 02/27/2014

Carter Dang was a sweet and loving boy! He was born on April 8, 2010 and he was a happy baby. Carter was a typical toddler, running around and playing with his brother and friends. When he was 19 months, he was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, stage 4, high risk. He was diagnosed on 11/11/11. Not a lucky day for us but Carter was a fighter and fought hard for two and a half years before losing his battle with cancer on February 27, 2014. He fought hard with such grace and strength and earned the nickname SuperCarter!
Everyone who met him fell instantly in love with Carter and even through all the chemo, surgeries, radiation, stem cell transplants and clinical trials, Carter always had a smile! He taught us all to love more and live everyday to the fullest!

Carter loved playing doctor (with real medical supplies), loved firetrucks, helicopters, garbage trucks, cleaning machines and playing outside! He had a great love of dogs and animals! And a great love of music- especially Bruno Mars and Pink!! He loved his brother and they loved being silly together! He was a wonderful boy and we are so proud to be his parents. We miss him with all of our hearts- we will never be the same without him!! He is forever in our hearts!

Catherine Elizabeth Blair
1/2/2003 – 4/1/2011

Catherine was a healthy, happy child until age 3½ when we noticed that she had a slight limp. Our lives changed forever when she was diagnosed with Stage IV high risk Neuroblastoma. Within days of diagnosis, she began intense treatments including six rounds of high-dose chemotherapy, surgery to remove the tumor on her right adrenal gland, two bone marrow transplants, and weeks of radiation. Following the harsh 15-month treatment protocol, Catherine emerged with no evidence of disease. She remained well for over two years, enjoying every moment of school, ballet lessons, ice-skating, swimming, drawing, doing crafts, playing with her friends and pestering her big brother. Just before her 7th birthday, however, she began limping again, and we found that the neuroblastoma had returned in her leg. She was plunged back into the world of cancer treatment. After six more months of chemotherapy Catherine reached a second remission and began antibody treatments at Sloan Kettering in New York. Unfortunately, after three months, scans showed the cancer had returned once again. She went for radiotherapy with MIBG at Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia, but this treatment failed to stop progression of the disease. Catherine ended her struggle on April 1, 2011. We miss her every day.

The Catherine Elizabeth Blair Foundation www.blairfoundation.org

Chandler Newton

Chase Thomas Eaden
08/28/2008 – 06/24/2013

Chase Thomas Eaden was a beautiful boy inside and out. He was diagnosed with Medulloblastoma brain cancer at the age of 2. He was so courageous and inspiring through all of his many surgeries and treatments every time mommy or daddy asked if he was OK he would respond, "I fine". He wanted to play most days no matter what was going on. He was a little jokester and all boy and always called his daddy and big brother punk sissy's. He loved to snuggle with mommy rather in a hospital bed or at home. He loved to cook, drive around in his cop car and write, "tickets", ride his 4 wheeler and watch cartoons. He was a Mickey Mouse fanatic but loved Toy Story, Spiderman, Cars, and Doc McStuffins.

Chase fought his cancer for 2 years. During that time he did so many amazing and tough things he earned the tag line "Tough As Chase." All the way up to his last days he defeated odds and amazed doctors and nurses. Chase went to Heaven on June 24th 2013 just two months shy of his 5th birthday. He was loved and adored by his mommy, daddy, and older brother's Cameron and Kyle. He was excited to be a big brother to Raelynn Chase his little sister and name sake but passed a month before her birth and never got to meet her. He is now going to have another little sister and name sake due in August 2014 Carleigh Thomas. We believe he is an angel watching over us in heaven.

We love you Chase Thomas! TOUGH AS CHASE!!!!

Chase Ryan Olsen

On March 20, 2000, Chase Ryan was born and our family of 6 was complete. Chase was a happy, content baby with chubby red cheeks and big dimples. When he was a toddler he was obsessed with the Wiggles and would dress up like Captain Feathersword every day.
Chase was very friendly and outgoing and would have a conversation with anyone. He made friends quickly with his big heart and even bigger personality. Chase was full of questions and he always had something funny to say at just the right moment. His laugh was contagious and infectious.

In August 2009, our world was shattered when Chase was diagnosed with a rare aggressive cancer called Malignant Rhabdoid Tumor. Chase underwent 4 rounds of chemo and even on his worst days he always managed to smile. He showed the strength and courage of a grown up, even though he was only 9 years old. He was more concerned about everyone else around him then for himself. Chase was like an old soul, and was wise beyond his years.
Chase lost his battle on November 24, 2009, after only 3½ months. Not a day goes by that we don’t think about him and miss him terribly. Our lives will never be the same without him, but our lives would never have been complete without our “Borrowed Angel”.

We love and miss you Buddy! Daddy, Mommy, Alyssa, Morgan and Quinn.

Chase Stecyk

Chelsea LaRae Burkholder
6/29/2003 – 1/25/2008

Chelsea LaRae Burkholder was born into our family on June 29, 2003. When she was 26 months old Chelsea was diagnosed with a cancerous germ cell tumor. Throughout the next 2-½ years Chelsea received many chemo treatments, a stem cell transplant and underwent two surgeries to remove residual tumor mass. She was an incredible little girl who actually loved to go to the hospital and quickly won the hearts of her nurses and doctors. She blessed our home with her beaming smile while her sparkling eyes and infectious giggle spread rays of sunshine to everyone she met. She was privileged to touch more people in her short life of four-and-a-half years than many would touch in a span of 40 years.

Just about four weeks before Chelsea passed away she told us that since she goes to the hospital a lot she might die, and that when she goes to heaven she is going to play with Collin, a little boy who died from cancer. Our human minds are so limited in our concept of Heaven, but we believe that somehow God gave her this insight and Collin must have been by Jesus’ side to welcome Chelsea when she died on Friday, January 25, 2008. Chelsea’s journey with cancer was over and she was free. Our hope is found in the fact that even though Chelsea cannot come back to us, we can go to her. We did not lose a child, she is simply sent ahead.

Christopher Court
4/29/2004 – 10/27/2011

Christopher was an amazing seven year old boy who lived his life to the fullest. He was diagnosed with a brain tumor, an Anaplastic Astrocytoma, in January 2011. He underwent radiation and chemo, but sadly he passed away in October of 2011. During those ten months, he never ever gave up. Always smiling and always thinking of others. He donated the gifts he received for his seventh birthday to the Ronald McDonald House in Philadelphia.

Treatment for pediatric brain tumors has not changed much in the past twenty years. Through the foundation stared in Christopher’s name, we hope to find a cure through the research being done with the Childhood Brain Tumor Tissue Consortium. To read more about Christopher, please visit The Christopher Court Foundation at http://www.christopher-court.org/

Christopher, your spirit lives on.

Chris Lantos
09/29/2000 – 06/12/2013

Chris Lantos was born on September 29, 2000. He was a fun-loving, honest boy who did not think twice to let his opinion known about things that mattered to him. He was diagnosed with leukemia in September 2012, three weeks after starting 6th grade. During his treatment he was not able to attend school. He missed being there with his friends terribly. As he used to remind them: “Never say you hate school”.

After a few months of successful treatment his illness became untreatable. He passed away on June 12th, 2013 after heroically battling his viciously complex blood cancer for which there was no cure. He is survived by his parents Ilona and Attila Lantos, relatives in Hungary and his cat Mr. Mittens.

Christian Bryant

Christian Moore

Christine Yvette Mazyrack
3/5/1987 – 6/2/2007

Christine was a 20 year old beautiful young lady. She loved being involved with her church and enjoyed spending time with her family. She was a faithful friend, loving daughter and sister.

She had dreams of one day getting married and having children. She was excited about attending college and building a career. She loved shopping and spending time on the computer chatting with her friends.

Christine was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma of the right femur in 1999. She received chemotherapy treatments followed by countless surgeries. She battled the disease for eight years. Even though the doctors had told us her survival rate was 5 years. She proved them wrong!

She fought hard and beat the odds many, many times. She was courageous and had tremendous strength to endure all the pain and treatments. She was cancer free for four years. Unfortunately, in December 2006 her cancer returned with a vengeance. We were told the cancer had spread to her kidney and her pancreas. She continued to fight, never losing her faith in God and believed for a miracle until the last minute. She was taken from us on June 2, 2007, after an eight year battle.

Our hearts are broken. There are no words to describe the pain her departure has left. We look forward to reuniting with her again!

We love you so much CHRISTINE!

Christopher Dorrian Mitchell

Christopher Singleton, Jr.

Claire Elizabeth Ratliff
08/30/2009 – 01/17/2012

Claire Elizabeth Ratliff, born August 30, 2009, is a beautiful little girl who lived for the precious moments that make each day special. Her short life was about loving others; she had a special knack for finding her way into your heart. Though she left us at 2 years and 4 months, she somehow understood what was important in life, unconditional love and caring for all those around her.

Claire knew no boundaries when it came to her all-inclusive spirit. There was always space in an already cramped hospital room for one more nurse, nurse assistant, or environmental service staff. It did not matter if you were the first person in the room or the eighth, she knew you were there and you knew you were welcome. If you ever thought you could sneak in and sneak out on Claire you had better just wait until you had time to hang out. She would pull you in with a question, give a sweet smile or giggle, and ask a few more questions. By the time you had left the room and come down from your emotional high you would realize that you had no watch, no keys, an no pen in your pocket. She had not stolen these things from you; she had simply convinced you that she needed them a whole lot more than you did. This was also her way of making sure that you would come back to see her. Once back in the room to say goodbye for a second time she would usually give you a present to take with you. She would blow you a kiss, tell you to catch it and tell you to put it in your pocket.

In her most painful days Claire was aware that those around her needed to see her smile so that they could feel okay -- and she naturally delivered. She showed us that love conquers all and that sharing your ove with those who need it most is the greatest priority. Claire’s selfless love taught us the true meaning of life - to love whenever and wherever possible.
So, while Neuroblastoma stole her body from us, her vibrant soul remains and is the reason we must continue her legacy by caring for families fighting pediatric cancer.
Mommy and Daddy miss you so much, Claire Elizabeth Ratliff. You are our bundle, our biscuit, our little shepard, and the best big sister in the world. We can’t wait to hold you in heaven. I promise to sing you your favorite songs all day every day - Little Red Caboose and Jesus Loves Me. We will eat pancakes with lots of syrup and I will hold you and never let you go again.

For the full story, go to: www.caringbridge.org/visit/claireratliff

Cole Austin Stoddard
04/03/2006 – 01/20/2012

Cole was a boy who had a passion for life. He was determined to squeeze as much happiness and laughter into each day as possible. Cole loved to play all sports, baseball, soccer, football, hockey, and basketball; he was a naturally gifted athlete. He would sink basket after basket without effort, hit the baseball a mile and he had a strong accurate arm. Cole truly enjoyed life and especially the outdoors. Sometimes while the other children were playing he would just lay down in the grass or snow, put his hands behind his head and just stare up at the sky, we can only wonder what such a young boy could have been pondering as he looked upwards. He had a depth and insight into life that most adults will never acquire. He idolized his big sister Tara and wanted to do everything she enjoyed; his taste in music, his pleasure in painting and crafts, his thirst for learning all came from his wanting to be like her. He was inseparable from his identical twin brother Troy. They did everything together from the moment they woke each morning. They would sit together on the same chair at the kitchen table for breakfast then play together with their fire trucks, Legos, and Matchbox cars. When it was time to go out and play they rode their bikes together, dug in the dirt together, and sometimes fought together, always ending their little scuffles with a hug and an “I'm sorry.” Cole was life, Cole was love, Cole was laughter.

His last words to us were, “Smile, Be Happy” – Cole Austin Stoddard

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Colin Michael Doyle
02/12/91 – 07/04/13

Standing at 6'3" with sparkling blue eyes and a bright smile that could melt your heart, Colin was indeed handsome. But his best attribute, and what made us most proud, was his heart of gold. Colin was a kind, thoughtful young man who always looked out for others. It is no surprise that he is loved and missed by so many.

Colin played football throughout his life. He played QB for a semi-pro team, the NJ Stags and was expected to QB for his college team, the Montclair Red Hawks. He was a loyal NY Jets fan. Whether playing, watching, or talking football, it was at those times that Colin seemed happiest, perhaps only second to family gatherings.

Colin thoroughly enjoyed spending time with family celebrating holidays and important milestones. He had a passion for life. He dreamed of playing in the NFL, as most young football players do, but as a math and history major in college, he aspired to be a high school teacher and football coach. He looked forward to being a husband, a father, and even spoke about the joys of being a ‘happy old man’ one day. Dreams...cut short in November 2011, when our ‘healthy’ son was diagnosed with Undifferentiated Sarcoma.

Colin courageously endured 8 months of chemotherapy, radiation, and surgery. Through it all, Colin remained positive, never complaining. June 2012, Colin was declared cancer free. The victory was short lived however, when Colin was again diagnosed with the same cancer November 2012. Though he fought valiantly, Colin lost his battle with this insidious disease on July 4, 2013, leaving behind many broken hearts that we all desperately try to fill with his precious memories.

Conner Holland

Conner James Newcomb

Cory Edward Gaudet
08/15/1994 – 08/19/2012

Cory Edward Gaudet born 8-15-94 was a fun loving kid that loved to do all the things kids do. Early on Cory took a particular interest in skate boarding and inline skating. He quickly mastered the tricks his older brother only dreamed of landing. As he got older and frequented the skate parks, crowds of kids would gather to watch him back flip on his inline skates or clear a stair set taller than he was. He would then somehow manage to do a trick in the air on the way down. Fearless on a board! Cory also loved baseball and loved being under pressure. When he was in little league he would be brought in as a closer. This may sound funny in little league but he was affective and earned the nickname The Ice Man from one of the umpires. He could be brought in with bases loaded, still needing a couple outs and still manage to get his team out of trouble. He also loved fishing with his cousins. This is a sport I'm sure with enough time he would have also mastered. Cory also was a people person he was funny and very outgoing. He loved his family and friends and covered a lot of ground in a short time. Cory didn't have a lot of friends, what he had were a lot of best friends. Because that is what you became to him. A best friend! He treated all his friends the same way. He did not reach out to you because you were popular or cool everyone was a potential best friend. Cory was diagnosed with DIPG a terminal brain tumor on Jan 31, 2011 and spent the last two years of his life fighting this horrible disease. With the same fight and determination he used trying to land a new trick he faced the new challenges thrown at him. He used the same fearless attitude that got him out of tough spots on the mound to take this disease head on. His courage was unmatched, he volunteered for drug trials knowing they were going to make him sick. He never complained he just kept taking everything in stride. He volunteered for a surgical procedure with great risk, I'm not sure most adults would not have had the courage to take on. He did all this with grace and dignity and a "NEVER GIVE UP" attitude like none I have ever seen before. On August 19th 2012 just 4 days after his 18th birthday Cory died but his Never Give Up attitude did not. It is alive and well and will be carried on for many years to come through Cory’s Crusaders, Inc.
Cory's Crusaders

Creed Campbell

Daniel James Gomez
9/23/2008 – 2/17/2012

Daniel loved to be outside and we loved to get him out as much as possible. As soon as he learned to crawl he would sneak out the dog door to the back yard to play in the dirt and rocks. He loved Thomas the Train and he would make us watch the television series and movies repeatedly. I miss watching Thomas with Daniel now.

Two weeks before diagnosis, we started to notice Daniel was limping then a week later he had some pain in his arm. The doctors attributed it to a typical two year old playing and so did we. The weekend before diagnosis he had a fever and we took him to the ER at Children’s Hospital in Denver.

Daniel was diagnosed June 08, 2011 with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia B-Cell. Later we learned that he had a rare type of chromosomal abnormality called a translocation of leukemia cells 17 and 19.
Daniel the Brave, this was the name of a build a bear that was given to Daniel the week he was diagnosed. Daniel fought hard for nine months through all his treatments. Some days we would watch him run up and down the halls, you would never know Daniel had cancer.

Daniel was freed from cancer and pain on the morning of February 17, 2012.

Forever three, forever loved, forever missed.
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” - Dr. Seuss

Daniel Joseph Snook

Dashiell Maccabee Codd
11/27/2007 – 06/17/2013

On March 2, 2012 four year old Dashiell was diagnosed with a rare cancerous liver tumor called Hepatoblastoma. After 9 months of chemotherapy, surgery, a liver transplant and radiation, the cancer had spread to his lungs and was re-diagnosed as the more aggressive, extremely rare Transitional Liver Cell Tumor. While undergoing so many treatments, Dashiell did not suffer any routine or concerning side-effects and maintained a joyous disposition. But, despite all these efforts, he succumbed to this disease three weeks after he enjoyed celebrating his fifth and a half birthday party with family and friends.

We take comfort in knowing Dashiell had a blessed life, believing in Santa Claus, eating treats, cuddling Mama and Daddy (Pam and Brian), playing with his brothers (Orson and Sumner) and hugging his doggie (Cider). He was as sweet and blissful as any child could possibly be. He never knew one day of true sorrow. He never knew neglect or abuse of any kind. He is very deeply loved and all of his days were full of pure happiness.

To ensure Dashiell's journey was not in vain, his post-mortem tumors were donated to scientific research through University of Iowa Children's Hospital, Cincinnati Children's Hospital and Children's Oncology Group (he is currently one of three worldwide confirmed cases of TLCT with databanked bio-specimens). In addition, our family continues to honor his legacy through advocacy of various pediatric research/projects/programs/organizations.

Dashiell's indomitable spirit lives on in the hearts of his family, friends and supporters.

Learn more about Dashiell here : https://www.facebook.com/DashiellsMahnaMahnaPage
©Codd Family Insdustries : Churning out good things. Always.

David Carl Reeves
11/26/2007 – 07/06/2012

Davey was diagnosed in September 2002, at the age of 8, with PRE- B ALL Leukemia. He had a 3 1/2 year treatment plan. After his 3 1/2 years of chemo treatments he went into remission. On August 10, 2009, at the age of 15, Davey had a relapse with testicular cancer. This relapse kept him in the hospital for a lot of his chemo treatments. He had a lot of issues and lost a lot of weight and had to be fed with a feeding tube in his nose. He developed neuropathy in his feet and had to learn how to walk again and he also developed pancreatitis and could not eat for 60 days while in the hospital. He spent over 2 months in the hospital before being released. After that stay in the hospital, he went home. He received chemo in the outpatient chemo and in the hospital for the next few years. He was scheduled to be completed with his chemo treatments in April 2012. But, unfortunately that didn’t happen. In February 2012, at the age of 18, Davey had another relapse and needed a bone marrow transplant. He was admitted to the hospital in March 2012 for extensive chemo treatments to prepare him for a bone marrow transplant. The chemo treatments did not work and Davey developed numerous infections, pneumonia and started having a lot of complications. In June 2012, we were told due to the infections in Davey’s body, he no longer qualified for a bone marrow transplant. The doctor’s looked for experimental treatments, but the infections had taken over his body. We were told that there was nothing else they could do for him. He was given the option to go home with Hospice, or stay in the hospital fighting for his life. On June 27, 2013, we brought Davey home. On July 6, 2012, Davey lost his 10 year cancer battle and became an Angel in Heaven...

Davey was a fun loving young man. His smile would melt your heart. He loved people and he loved life. He touched the lives of everyone that he met. He was an avid GA Bulldogs fan and he loved NASCAR and Dale Earnhardt Sr. and Dale Earnhardt Jr. were his favorite drivers. Davey’s favorite thing in the world was fishing. He said when he was on the lake fishing, that it was so peaceful and it is there that he know everything was going to be okay. Davey has a twin brother named. Wil. Davey loved God and he loved his church. He never lost faith, no matter how sick he was he never missed church. I am so blessed that he know God and trusted in his will. Davey spent 10 years of his short life in and out of hospitals. Davey was my baby boy and I miss him dearly. I have peace knowing that he is in Heaven and that he is finally at peach and free of pain.

Abby Reeves, Davey’s mom.

David Fallon Drew
4/12/2001 – 3/12/2011

David Drew was 10 years old when he lost his life to cancer. David persevered bravely against three cancers in his short life. Initially, he was diagnosed at the age of 20 months with Rhabdomyosarcoma in the orbital of his left eye. He endured a year of chemo and radiation until he was 2 ½. Once recovered from his treatment, he was a happy, healthy boy despite some side effects from his treatment. In those years, he loved playing Legos, being a Cub Scout, playing with his sister, cousins and friends, swimming, and golfing. He was a wonderful son and brother.

Unbelievably, in February of 2010, he was diagnosed with an osteosarcoma in a bone in his cheek, a “textbook case of a second cancer from his initial treatment”. Incredibly, in the coming weeks, he was also diagnosed with a brain tumor, an anaplastic astrocytoma. The doctors had never seen a case like his. The following year was spent having surgeries, week-long hospital stays for chemo and radiation treatments. David fought the two cancers at the same time with all his might, determined to beat it, never giving up.

During his treatment, he found a love for Go-Kart racing. He and his dad would spend time at the local indoor race track, when he felt good enough to race. In December 2010, he set the junior course record, speeding around the track in 19.77 seconds. His record still stands today, over a year and a half later.

David passed away on March 12. 2011, just a month short of his 11th birthday.

David Thomas Peppard
7/7/1991 – 11/28/2007

David was my fireworks baby, born after midnight after the fireworks. He started playing youth baseball when he was six years old and loved it. He also loved going hunting with his Dad and Uncles and being in the woods enjoying nature. At the age of 13 he was not feeling well so I took him to the doctor. They did not know what was wrong with him. After two weeks, he was not getting any better so the referred him to a specialist at Akron Children’s Hospital. They told us he had Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. That he would need 3½ years of treatment, which included chemo and radiation. No more baseball since he had a med port put in. We could not risk a ball hitting him there. No school until he was in the maintenance part of treatment. He was in the 7th grade when he was diagnosed. He got to go back to school his freshman year. With only a year of treatment to go, David relapsed. He would now need a bone marrow transplant and to hope for a cure. He spent the last four months of his life in the hospital trying to beat the cancer. He was such a fighter. Unfortunately the cancer was bigger than he was and he passed away from complications due to the chemo on November 28, 2007. He is now cancer free in Heaven. He is missed greatly by his three brothers and his Mom and Dad.

Love, Mom and Dad

Dayne “DJ” Liberty
11/15/1996– 11/23/2010

Dayne (D.J.) was diagnosed with Liposarcoma when he was 9 years old. It is a rare childhood cancer and the doctors misdiagnosed his cancer as benign because they had never seen this before in a child. He had multiple surgeries and and radiation treatments before he was 12. When DJ was 13 he had 2 courses of chemotherapy and besides losing his hair, he had no serious complications. We thought everything was good until a tumor was discovered on an artery near his heart. Even after surgery and another round of radiation the tumor spread throughout his lungs and he was put on hospice one week before his 14th birthday. We brought him home on a Sunday Nov, 14th, had a giant birthday party for him that day with family. On the 15th he had one of his closest friends over to visit. He passed away the following Tuesday, November 23, 2010.

DJ loved the beach. He would spend most of his summer vacation with his cousin Tyler in Traverse City. He also loved to travel. He visited Gettysburg, Mystic Connecticut, Ohio, Illinois, Tennessee, Chicago and many more places. His wish was to start high school. He was able to attend ninth grade for 3 weeks. He made such an impression on his classmates and teachers in such a short period of time. There were people at his funeral that I hadn't even met yet. They would tell me stories of how smart he was in class and how much he loved to be in school.

He was an awesome big brother, cousin and friend. He is survived by his younger sister Macey and his little brother Nate, his parents James and April, grandparents, great grandmother, aunts, uncles and his cousin Tyler. His life impacted so many while he was here on earth. We all miss him and daily and dearly. We are happy to see that he is remembered with this quilt. I hope that anyone who reads this and sees his smile understands how much his life influenced others.

Declan Carmical

Derrik Randall Ray
4/24/1996 – 6/9/2007

Derrik was your average 2 year old little boy who always had a smile on his face and was looking for trouble. The only difference was that he had a rare muscle disorder that prevented him from walking with ease. We accepted the fact that his life would be harder than most but our family was up to the challenge and knew we would always treat him “normal”. Then one day he became sick and after numerous tests we received the news that he had desmoplastic small round cell tumor that was located in his entire abdomen and lungs. The doctors told us that he probably had it since birth. They told us this cancer is VERY rare and that only about 50 people in the world were diagnosed with it a year. This didn’t slow him down, though. In his eyes he was never sick. He endured every test, radiation treatment and chemo treatment with a smile on his face and a song in his heart. Derrik was a firm believer that God rode a Harley. He believed that the airplane streaks in the sky were God’s Harley tracks and you weren’t going to convince him otherwise. He had a connection to God that only children can have. He loved NASCAR, football, and singing. He was the karaoke king at Children’s Mercy Hospital in Kansas City, MO. We choose not to live without Derrik but instead, we live because of him.
We love you, Baldy!!