This is a poem for my mom and dad from Lynn Ann Fucarino written by my mom. " Big Sister" The angels tell me I am going to be a big sister to a baby girl. I am in heaven though and so I cant be there for her last night as every night I was sitting on my angel's wings looking down at mom and dad. Mom and Dad always say good night to all of us in heaven. I usually am pretty talkitive last night i could not talk because i wanted to be there and cant be. Suzanna is helping me to become a big sister as i am her baby sister. I have the boys telling me how to tease her. I just want ot say I love you both very much. I will wait for the angel bells to ring again tonight. I will be watching from above on a set of lovely wings. I love you daddy. Love your little lynn lived for 4 minutes.

Oh our dearest firstborn child. Sue I need to write this in memory of you sweetheart here is just some of the way your short but pain filled life on earth connected to reach my inner soul and continues this day. In Dec of 1987 you knew who I was when I walked in to the hospital room, though no one wanted to tell me or you knew. I know that was only the first injury your little body was to indure. I am so sorry that you dear only had 17 days 10 years ago of complete saftey. In Dec of 1988 I was in very high hopes that your adoptive parents were happy to have you in their life. I guess they weren't. In Febuary of 1991 I was not able to take your pain away the way I wanted to but am at peace that the person who hurt you physically is out of your life. In Dec 1991 I sadly had to say good bye to you but I got to spend the last 5 days with you and was there to take you down to the mortuary not where I wanted to do. Sue you also allowed mom to walk again in 1996 when I was told I never would on your birthday of course. In 1995 I was not expected to live another 24 hrs and they told me what date it was and I improved immediatly from critical to fair condition. Thank you Sue for watching over mom and dad. Injured by man healed and loved by God's insomia. In memory of Suzanna Heather Fucarino born 10-24-87 murdered by her adoptive parents on 12-9-91. Subsequent loss as follows Zeph 5-28-91 Isaac 12-14-92-12-15-92 Jonah 7-8-95-7-14-95 Lynn 11-18-95 Baby couple 1 8-27-97

Oh precious little one. How we do miss you. Thank you for writting a letter to mom, dad, and new baby. Your new sybling heart is already beating. I love him/ her but i miss you very much. Your heart should never have been stopped. It was though because some mean man never had you. I should have taken care of you. I am so sorry that you were murdered by adopted parents. 6 yrs ago tomorrow i miss you hon. Thanks for sending a bunch of angel touched hugs Honey sue we do miss you and you will always be our firstborn your new brother/ or sister is due to be born 8-2-98 and i hope we get to bring her / him home with us. i love you take care precious love mom.

I want to say I am saddened that you all had to go, but happy that your spirit,s are still around cherrring us on for a new a new little on which we hope we get to meet and keep. parents who will always miss you all; Suzanna, Zephaniey, Isaac. Jonah. and Lynn

To my angel Erik,

Dad and I miss you so very much.We ache for you each day,miss your hugs,the many I love you's. Our life will never be the same or recover from missing you, we are devastated. You brought such joy to our lives . I know there are so many others you touched and left your lasting impression.I know your in heaven shinning so bright. I look up at the stars each night and I see your shine.
Miss you angel, wish you were here with us this Christmas.
Forever missing you and loving you,
Mom and Dad

To my wonderful Husband, friend, lover & companion. I miss you more than I could ever imagine. Until we meet again! Your loving Wife Molly.

Nee Seay. Loving mother of Ruth Hollowell, the late Ronald (Bud) and Barbara Hollowell. Cherished Grandmother of Melissa, Donna, David, Dennis, Patti and Ronnie. You will be fondly remembered and missed by your family and friends.

Dear Barb, Thankyou for being my Sister for 42 years, I remember you calling me on the 28th of Dec to wish me a "Happy Birthday".I remember a week later you calling me of "Cameron's birth Thank-you Barb for being my Sister, ..I love you and will miss you so much.!! I hope that I will see the cure for Breast Cancer, and that someday, I will see you again, I miss you, Love Bec, PS, tell Dad hello. and that the flowers are blooming quite fine!! and that I will be here for the Boys, Forever and for Ever, Love Be, I love you Barb.

Just like a beautiful, long stemmed rose, Her precious memory grows and grows, Touching the hearts of all of those she loved. And like the fragrance of that same rose, Her love, so sweet, still flows and flows, Filling our lives with a warmth that shows she's there. So like a forever-blooming rose, The beauty she shared eternally glows, For deep in our hearts, each of us knows she lives! Not a day goes by that we don't have you in our thoughts. Our hearts ache, and will continue to ache for your laughter and smile. We love you Jen and will keep you safe in our hearts forever. Love always, Your Family

Nellie Pauline Fuller was a wife, mother, grandmother (Maw-Maw), nurturer, cook, etc.. She was my grandmother and my best friend. I could tell her anything in the world. One day she was here and one day she wasn't. God needed another angel in heaven to watch over me. She was the most special person very close to my heart and words could never tell you what this wonderful woman meant to me. I have so many memories and most of them were sitting in her kitchen talking and cooking. Those hands made a many homemade biscuits and fried green tomatoes, homemade soup, chicken, fresh vegetables, etc. She was the best cook I would ever know. When I lost my Maw-Maw I lost my best friend. She raised me from the time I was born. I am so thankful that God gave me 33 years with her. All I can say is Maw-Maw I miss you so much. I love you so much and always will.

Nanu and Papa I love you both with all of my heart. Even though years have passed your memories never fade and your love is always missed but I know that you both are always watching over us down here. Everyone misses you and mom misses you greatly, but she is happy now and doing well and I know that you are happy to hear that. Please always keep in touch and keep your loving hand over me to guide me in the right direction at times when I may feel lost. You both made pivotal impacts on my life and others and you were the elastic in our family. All my love and hopefully one day we will see eachother again. Your loving grand-daughter. Maya "MiMi"

A grandfather worthy of remembrance. Despite being in a different country to my own. He always acted in a selfless manner and loved his family dearly. I share a name with this great man, may he be worthy of rememberance through the name I was christened with and in the continuation of generations

You complete me. I will always love you. E.A.

Eric, thanks for all you've done. Not only for me, but for everyone who believed in you. Everyone who trusted you. And everyone who loved you...

EULOGY

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We will miss him

So long. We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well then, so long
Don't cry or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We will miss him
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We will miss him

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me
Like I care at all
So loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
And I swallowed his facade
Cuz I'm so eager to identify with
Someone above the crowd
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way
Someone who would die for me
Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fucking lie

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had a lot to say
You had a lot of nothing to say
Come down
Get off your fucking cross
We need the fucking space to nail the next fool martyr
To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies
Goodbye.......

Love and Peace to you, friend
-Rick Caffrey

Our Beloved Mother

Pop, I wish that I could have known you better. There are so many questions that a person has when someone dies. I want to know why you were chosen for lukemia to take you. I miss you and the jokes that you used to make. The way that you told a story and had everyone's attention. I know a person can not live forever on earth. It is reassuring to know that you will live forever in heaven. Even though you have been gone for 2 years, We all still talk and think about you everyday. One day we will see each other again. That is a thought I cherish and helps me to get through another day. Love Always, Dawn

Hi everyone, my name is Shanna. I have an Angel in Heaven! His name is Marc Alan. He became an angel on July 23, 1991, after the short life of 4 1/2 months. He died of a rare genetic disorder and a heart disease.

Marc only had two chambers to his heart and his pulmonary arteries were only the size of 2 UNCOOKED speghetti strands. He was in hospital for the most part of his life, in fact all but 6 weeks of his life.

When Marc was born, I remember the doctor saying a perfect little boy! But right away my husband and I noticed that he was "blue". The doctor told us that all babies were blue when they were born. Well I had had another baby 2 years prior and I knew that she was not "BLUE"! Anyway, Marc was born by C-section, as was all three of my children. So I knew that the delivery was not as stressful on him as it could have been. Later that night they came into my room, I thought to bring him to me, but instead it was to tell me that they thought he had an infection, and he was gonna have to stay in the NICU for awhile. I was crushed! I wanted to see my baby so bad! I cried and cried until my husband sent for the nurse, she inturn called for an NICU nurse to come down and talk to my husband and I about Marc. Well she made me feel better, which did not last long, just enough to get me through the night.

The next morning the doctor came into my room and told us that he thought Marc had a mild heart problem and they were gonna run some tests on him. My heart sank! I could not imagine any BABY having a heart problem! (That is not suppose to happen to babies!) Well when he was 2 days old I still had not seen him since he was born. We were told that they needed to transport him to the nearby Medical Center. So that they could investagate more. Well we gave our permission!

The transport team that came to pick him up were like old friends of ours, in fact I came into the NICU after my husband and he was standing there talking to them, I thought that maybe they had gone to school together, but in fact they were total strangers to him! Just two people that cared! They were a husband and wife team with 3 children! We became very good friends with them. When they would do transports to Tulane Medical Center they would come up to check on him. They even brought us some birthday cake of Lindas' and some dinners a couple of times!

Anyway, that was on a thursday that he was transported to Tulane. that friday the went in and did a heart cath. they found the extent of the problem with his heart. His cardiologist team was also a husband and wife team, Dr.'s Bob and Nancy Ascuitto. Dr. Bob came out of the operating room with tears in his eyes and said that he was very sorry but our son was gonna die, there was nothing that they could do to help him. From that moment on, with tears in my eyes, I knew that Marc had something special to give to each and everyone that came in contact with him. Dr. Bob later told us that from the first time that he saw Marc, he just pulled at his heart! He said that he had never had one do that to him! And he had been a doctor for a long time!

When Marc was 10 days old we received a pone calll at 5 in the morning saying to get to the hospital ASAP, that Marc had had a stroke! Everything was fine the night before, I just could not believe it! My husband and I made it to the hospital in about 10 minutes, which was usually a 30 minute drive. When we got there if I would not have know where my baby was I could not have found him! He only weighed about 5 1/2 lbs, but looked as if he weighed 20 lbs! His kidneys had stopped functioning and they told us that he had severe brain damage! They were gonna have to run more tests to see the extent of the damage, but it was gonna be bad! Later that night after all the tests came back they told us that he would never come off the ventalator and would never eat without a feeding tube, basically a vegetable! My husband and I said that we did not want him to have to live like that so we told them to unplug him! That was the hardest decesion that I ever had to make in my life!!!!!! The neonatologist came into the room and told us that he would do whatever we wanted him to do. We told him of our decesion. And he let the room to get Marc ready to meet Jesus! My mother and mother-in-law left the room to go wash up so that they could be with Marc when he left us. And as they were washing up my mother saw Dr. Stroch pacing back and forth in the NICU. She asked him what was the matter? He said that he knew he had told us that he would do whatever we wanted him to do, BUT something or SOMEONE was telling him to give Marc a little more time. So she said well if you do not feel right then they will understand (meaning my husband and I ) which we did! We went in and took some final pictures with him and said our "Goodbyes", and left the hospital. That night my mother and father stayed up praying all night and about midnight that night, Jesus spoke to my mom and told her that Marc was gonna be ok. (I know that may sound weird tyo some of you, but my mother is a very relegious person and this is part of her belief)Anyway, the nurse that was taking care of him that night said that she had wanted to call us at about midnight, but she knew that we would think the worse! But actually he was getting better by the minute!

That saturday Marc came off the vent and wsa sucking his bottle for his mommy! He did not take much formula but it was more than they said he would ever do again! From that moment on the doctors never said that Marc SHOULD or COULD not do anything! He always seemed to prove them wrong anytime they said otherwise!

When he was 5 weeks old he came HOME! His big sister was so happy when her daddy and I walked in with her baby! We were all happy and just knew that he was gonna be OK! HA! Well he was ok for 6 weeks, he was even able to go to 2 different family reunions! How thankful I am for that, we have some great footage of him from the reunions! Even him smiling a his daddy!

On June 13th, 1991 he got sick here at home and had to be rushed to the nearby hospital! A hospital which knew nothing of his condition! When they saw him they told us that he would die within the hour! I looked at my mother and told her to go call Dr, Ascuitto and she did, he then called the ER doctor and told them what to do to get Marc stable until he was able to get there. Dr. Bob came with the same ambluance team to get my Angel! Dr. Bob had him stable and ready for transport with 30 minutes after he arrived at the hospital!

Marc was taken back to Tulane Medical Center but this time into PICU, where he stayed for all but 1 night of the last 6 weeks of his life. The one night he spent in a room, to just have another episode and be taken back to PICU.

in the last 6 weeks of his life he went through a liver biopsy and the placement of a G-tube and a central line, but all of this was done the week before he died. In fact the Friday before he died.

Marc, came to us on a Tuesday and was taken from us on a Tuesday! He died on July 23, 1991 at about 8 o'clock. That morning he has another episode and from then on he was never the same. That morning they were trying to get him out of the episode and did not get a bubble out of one of the needles and it went to his arm, his arm turned blue for the rest of the day! I always wonder if it hurt him! At about 4 o'clock Dr. nancy took him off the vent, she thought that he was ready to come off, something told me that he was not ready! But I am not a doctor! She took him off and at 7 o'clock he had his final episode! This time not to come out of it!!! :,(

That night nurses that were off duty heard the news and came back up to the unit to be with our family! That meant so much to us!

I did something that night that now I look back and regret! I could not hold my Angel! I just did not want to hold my dead baby! But now I WANT THAT MOMENT BACK! I would do anything to have him in my arms. I still have the blanket and the clothes that he wore on that night, in fact last night I took them out. They no longer have his smell! Oh how I wish they did!

The days after that I was in another world, or so it seemed! I will never forget going to pick out his clothes that he would be buried in! We went to JC Penney here and I'll never forget the rude lady that was helping us. At one time I just bursted out into tears and said asked why I was crying, my mother told her! Boy did her attitude change after that!

Well there is so much more that I want to write but I think that I have taken up enough space for now! You will be hearing more from me! Thanks for all of the caring people in this group! I am so thankful that I have found you!

In Tears,
Shanna (Mom to Marc 3/5/91-7/23/91)
mom to Tawny 5/24/88
mom to Mindy 10/6/92

Steve, There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think of you. Looking back I wish I could have really know it was going to be the end of your life. I would have begged you to stay. I just pray you are with God and your finally out of misery and not suffering any more. Your life was to short and you had so many people that truely loved you but something dark came over you this night and you felt that everyone would be better off with out you, how wrong you where. I pray you are with Lisa and you both are smiling and waiting for me to join you someday. I hear are wedding song on the radio, and I still remember that happy day but it brings tears to my eyes everytime.
If my tears could bring you back, I would have you in my arms right now, but until then, I Love You and Miss always.
Your Wife,
Donna