Todd's Page is devoted to the people who were or are addicted to drugs, their lives and their humanity without the influences of drugs.

This page is dedicated to Todd, his life that drugs took away, and his love and legacy that live on forever.

Their Stories

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Todd was around seven years old and we were out to dinner with a gal I worked with. The three of us were dining at a famous Italian restaurant in the Hollywood area in Southern California. It was called Sarno's. This restaurant was an exceptional place to eat because they had a grand piano adjacent to the front door and anyone was welcome to sit down and play. As we dined that night, a gentleman began to play and sing a beautiful opera for us all. It was amazing and as the gentleman belted it out my son, Todd, began to lip sync to the singer's operatic voice while dramatically throwing his arms around to the music in a robust way. My friend began to laugh hysterically at Todd and just couldn't stop so Todd kept it going. It all unfolded into such an entertaining moment for us all that it is just unforgettable.

The first time I took Tyler to a batting cage I will never forget. His 6 year old twin big brothers were so excited to be going to the same place that the best hitter on their little league team went to. Oldest twin went first, and hit nearly half of the 18 balls thrown, twin number 2 was next, and hit a respectable number of the balls. Then it was 4 year old Tyler’s turn. The music was loud and upbeat. Tyler went out there dancing to the music. He stood in the area he was supposed to stand in, and his hips and legs only stopped dancing when he actually swung at each ball. Twin number one was keeping count of all balls hit by all of them. Twin number two was watching how little brother was doing. As Tyler danced and hit 17 out of the 18 balls pitched to him both big brother’s jaws dropped and their eyes got big as saucers, they were speechless in amazement. Tyler danced his way out of that cage with a big smile on his face. Not because he knew what an amazing thing he just did, but because he always knew that if his brother’s could do something, then he could too, and it was so much fun!