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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   


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.

Click link to view In Loving Memory of Braden Euqene Erickson.  This video was created by Denise Bruckner, Austin Bruckner's Mom.  Austin also died participating in the "Choking Game"   Thanks so much, Denise.

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.
Click here to see Braden Erickson's
Family Tree
Tributes and Condolences
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...  Continue >>
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...  Continue >>
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)
Braden- I was just sitting here thinking of you and looking at pictures. I just wanted to tell you how much I miss you and how I miss your smile and your silly laugh. I cant believe if you were here with us today you'd be out of school and on your ...  Continue >>
~MEMORIES OF BRADEN FOR HIS BIRTHDAY~  / Cathy~Mom Of David Giraud (Another Grieving Mom )    Read >>
... / Kent Erickson (brother)    Read >>
My buddy :)  / Diante Wayne ((Friend from 6th grade) )    Read >>
Miss you & Love you  / Justine Haiser/Erickson (Cousin)    Read >>
Birthday Blessings Braden  / Angel Kelli's Mom Lorraine (Connected by angels )    Read >>
6 Years..........  / Diante Wayne ((Friend, High School Graduate) )    Read >>
Always with me  / Diante Wayne ((Friend))    Read >>
Feb. 19, 1992  / Bryanna DeFazio     Read >>
Hey buddy  / Diante Wayne ((His friend) )    Read >>
Hi Sweet heart  / Auntie Tammi     Read >>
More tributes and condolences...
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His legacy
All I Want for Christmas  

All I Want For Christmas

I know you feel this is the first Christmas without me,

And all these Christmas decorations you can’t stand to see._

I know you keep asking God “why?”,

I also know you sometimes late at night you lay in your bed and cry.

I know this will be hard but there are some things I need you to do for me,

This Christmas do a little make-believe.

I want you to smile, when you want to cry,

I want you to live, even when you feel like you want to die.

When your heart has no song, I still want you to sing,

When your hands don’t feel like cooking,

I want to make that sweet potato pie to bring.

I want you to laugh when the kids sing Jingle Bells,

And I want you to get your Christmas cards done and mailed.

I know this seems like a lot to ask of you,

But in return this is what I will do.

I will be there to wrap my arms around you when you are down,

I will make sure you hear a joke to make you smile instead of frown.

I will help you remember the words to even the hardest Christmas song,

But most of all, I will help you understand that Heaven is where I truly belong.

So this Christmas season, I’ll still be there,

I will be the cold wind that blows you hair.

I will be in the twinkle in the lights on your Christmas tree,

I will be in the sound of the children’s voice as they sing,

And I will be in the giggle you hear when they open the gifts you bring.

I’ll be in the scent of Christmas dinner in the air,

And when you feel that special “warmth” you’ll know I am there.

So this isn’t the first Christmas without me,

Just look around and there I will be……..


The Cord  

Author Unkown

The Cord

We are connected
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye

It's not like the cord
That connects us "till Birth"
This cord can't be seen
By any on Earth

This cord does its' work
Right from the start
It binds us together
Attached to my heart

I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied

It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight

And though you are gone
Though you're not here with me
The cord is still there
But no one can see
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised… I am sore
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!
Slide Show By Tony


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.
Braden's Photo Album
2005, May School Picture
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