Just wanted to leave a message in memory of my cousin who lost her struggle this week. She was quite a brave lady and leaves behind a husband, two daughters, a loving caring family, and many relatives...We'll miss her..

I met Roberto at INOVA Fairfax Hospital, Virginia where both he and my Father were awaiting lung transplants. After one false alarm, on 10 May 1999, God answered the prayers of both our families. The transplants were a success but after a one month struggle, Roberto died from a blood clot in the new lung. Roberto, I thank God for placing our two families together for giving me honor of knowing you even for only a short time. Your wife Esther, your son Nicholas, and daughter Cathy will always be in my thoughts and prayers. Dear God, please hear our prayers to those who have lost love ones and to those that are still waiting on the lists. Esther, with all my love. Teena

My dear wife of 35 years took her last shallow breath and passed into His hands. She had Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis (UIP) and suffered with severe shortness of breath since her open lung biopsy in July 1998. She had lived with limited shortness of breath most of her adult life. We had recently gone through the transplant evaluation program at Emory University but she was not able to hold on long enough to get her lung. She leaves behind a loving son, daughter-in-law and a year old grandson she was unable to cuddle and play with the last six months. My heart goes out to all with lung problems.

Although I only briefly met tonya, she touched my life, as she touched so many. She battled cystic fibrosis until 1996 when she received a double lung transplant at Nashville's Vanderbilt. She died of complications from chronic rejection at the age of 25. Tonya left behind a loving husband and family and all the many people whose lives she inspired. Tonya, you will be missed.

David fought a courageous battle during his illness and after his transplant, July 11, 1998, at Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tennessee. He was so strong in his faith, his love for his Mother, sisters, his Son, his family, and friends. Truly the name David suited this man, for he is beloved. He developed cancer in his transplanted lung, but fought so hard, and despite the pain and suffering, never lost sight of his faith in the Lord. He gave so much, just by being David. When we see a rainbow, feel the sunshine, see the flowers in bloom, or just remember the wonderful times and memories we each have of you, we'll try to smile, instead of shed tears, for without those memories, we wouldn't have been blessed with you for 47 years.

His Mother, Jean; his sisters, Janie, Connie, and Joy;His Son, David Jr.; his family and friends will always hold him in their hearts. David will always be with us. David loved to fish, race boats, loved the water, and loved racing. Mike, Gigi, Ann, Harry and Myrt, Amanda and Lindsay, Vic, John Jennifer, and Family, will always hold you in their hearts. And David, you are my first love, and my forever love. I miss you so much. You were the best part of me. You gave me so much, and made me so happy. Royce misses you and talks about you with such greater happiness and understanding than a 16 year should be capable. He's taking care of me just as you told him. We have so much to be thankful for. You gave each one of us so much. You are missed, and we know you're walking with the Lord.

If anyone reads this, please hold onto the one you love tight, for you never know when they won't be able to be with you. Love them each minute, as it may be the last minute with them

I love you, Dave
Forever, Jerri

Tony was on the original organizing committee for the Ohio Second Wind Branch. At the Ohio annual picinics he was always a good MC. Many years he volunteered to help Matthew Salem Camp in Newbury, Ohio; a camp for children with cystic fibrosis. He had received his double-lung transplant in 1992, due to complications from cystic fibrosis. Tony was beloved by many and he fought long and hard.

David was my older brother, who was my knight in shining amour, and continued to inspire my love, even through our last 9 months together. You held my hand, while looking for playmates, since I was too shy. You brought me chicken soup when I was sick with the flu, and you were dying. You will forever be my bright shining star in the sky looking over me. To those who never knew my brother, he died of primary pulmonary hypertension, and was only diagnosed 3 months before he died, and too late to do anything about it. I will forever love you in my heart, your lil sis laurie

Elizabeth Bishop was my best friend and, more importantly, my Mother. She took great pride in her accomplishment of successfully raising three of her four children to adulthood. She was proud of all of us and the lives she had molded. My sister, Pattie, is an LVN who is about to finish her RN nurses training. My brother, Carl, is a machinist. My brother, Charles Ray, only lived a few weeks and is in my mother's loving arms now in Heaven. I am an elementary school teacher. Mother could grow anything, and I'm sure is landscaping her spot in Heaven as I write. She had two sons-in-law (Scott and Richard) who adored her and could be talked into digging a hole for whatever new rosebush or plant she brought home or we bought her. She had three grandsons (Jeremy, Guy, & Brant) and three granddaughters (Amanda, Karen, & Katie) who thought their Grannie could do anything, even hold on long enough to get a lung. It's been a year now, and I still expect to see her smile, smell her scent, or feel her touch. She would have planted all of Texas if she had been able to wait long enough for that lung. As a teacher, I find it surprising that I can not find adequate words to describe both the loss of my Mother and the joy and love she brought into our lives.

I love you Mom!

Linda Bishop Cooper

Renette was diagnosed with Lymphangioleiomyomatosis in November 1996. She died at our home on June 22, 2000, with myself and our children by her side. She will always be loved and missed by her family and friends, especially her daughters Jill(21), Julee(7), and Joy(5). We grew tremendously as a family during her illness, and thank God daily for the time we had together. She was awaiting a double lung transplant at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, AL., at the time of her death. To my wife of 26 years, "My love to you, always and forever." Love Fred, Jill, Julee, and Joy

Renette was diagnosed with Lymphangioleiomyomatosis in November 1996. She died at our home on June 22, 2000, with myself and our children by her side. She will always be loved and missed by her family and friends, especially her daughters Jill(21), Julee(7), and Joy(5). We grew tremendously as a family during her illness, and thank God daily for the time we had together. She was awaiting a double lung transplant at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, AL., at the time of her death. To my wife of 26 years, "My love to you, always and forever." Love Fred, Jill, Julee, and Joy

Susan was diagnosed with Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia at the age of 15. She received chemotherapy which only temporarily suppressed the disease for three years. Within the following six years she had to undergo two bone marrow transplants donated from her brother, her only sibling and a perfect match, to finally cure her. Unfortunately, the drugs used with the procedure to rid her of leukemia caused other side effects, such as deterioration of the bones in her ankles, which made it difficult and painful for her to walk, and lung damage which caused her lungs to fail over time. She was fortunate enough to find a lung donor and underwent a single lung transplant on December 7,1990. She was able to pull through the surgery and managed to live long enough to see her two nephews born, get married and experience six more wonderful years with the ones who love her. She has touched so many people with her unbelievable courage and kind heart, and will be deeply missed. We love you, Susan.

My mother had a very great sense of humor and never lost it even until the day she left my life, and the lives of her friends and family. For such a little woman she had the most beautiful smile and the greatest laugh, you know one of those deep down from the heart belly laugh. She was diagnosed with emphysema when she was 27 and told to quit smoking, she quit smoking on her 30th birthday, I'll never forget the day. (a lot of slamming doors!) She passed from this earth the day my son Roman was to come into this realm, Roman had passed 2 months earlier and I believe his grandmother left here to cradle her grandson in her arms and give him guidance. I miss them both so very much. When I was 27 I was told I would be a good candidate for a lung transplant. I am now almost 38 and I have COPD, I have gone through the evaluation and today 7-3-01, my case goes before the transplant committee at University of Washington, I have waited nearly six years to get here, and this spirited, independent woman is going to come through this better than I was before, because I have the love of my mother, as always, to prop me up and believe in me in spirit. This is for you mom. Love your one and only, Bucko. Rebekah Coleman

Ashley was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at six months. She waited at Duke University Medical Center cheerfully for just over a year. She was top on her list, but had many complications. She passed in her sleep early one morning, but through it all she never gave up hope. This is something she would want me to share with anyone in her same situation, please, Don't Give Up!

Faithful husband, devoted father, loyal friend and true Longhorn Fan

Jackie was born with lung disease and surprised all her childhood doctors by living as long as she did. Jackie could not have children of her own, but in one of those ironies that God likes to be part of, she was a wonderful mother to 3 adopted children and 3 step-children, as well as many foster children. Jackie was an upbeat, spirited woman and most people who met her did not know she suffered from COPD. But by 1998, her continued loss of breathing capacity made it necessary for her to be listed for a double lung transplant. Jackie was listed at the Cleveland Clinic in the fall of 1998 and received the call for her transplant in December 2000. We flew by private jet from Chattanooga, TN up to Cleveland, OH and she received two new lungs the morning of Dec. 16. The operation took only about 4 hours, and Jackie was out of the hospital in 13 days.

Throughout her recuperation period, Jackie referred to the transplant as a "miracle", and indeed it was. Though the recovery period was difficult, she maintained her joy at this gift of life she had received. She exchanged letters with the donors family, and this brought even more happiness, knowing that they also participated in this miracle.

At her 6-month checkup, everything seemed to be progressing well, the most serious side effect of the medications was steroid-induced diabetes. However, shortly after her checkup, Jackie developed an infection that eventually led to another private plane trip to the Cleveland Clinic. The infection was not able to be treated because of her suppressed immune system, and Jackie died on Sunday, July 15.

When speaking of her transplant, Jackie said many times afterwards that she would do it all over again; having to go through all the recovery process, knowing that it would not last forever; just for the chance to be able to breath with good lungs.

She is now breathing freely forever with God.

She is missed by many, especially her mother, children, and husband

Jackie had Cystic Fibrosis and died from complications related to a double lung transplant in July 1997. During Jackie's brief life, she taught us all how to live life to its fullest. She was an example of self determination and courage and she never let her disease get the best of her. EVERYONE who knew her will always remember her as an outgoing, loving person who brought out the best in everyone she met. We love you Jackie.

Joyce battled COPD for several years and in May of 1999 she received a double lung transplant at Bryan-LGH Hospital in Lincoln, Nebraska. She was extremely thankful for the 2 plus years that she could breathe easily again. Unfortunately she developed chronic rejection in her last year and was unable to overcome that and the infections that followed. The Lord took her home on Feb 8 2003. We miss her terribly.

Our mum had a single lung transplant which was unsuccessful and passed away after a 8 week struggle in hospital. Mum was very brave and we miss her very much and we will never forget her. I just wish mum could be here now but God had other plans for her.

In loving memory of my father David Joseph D'Angelo. He was a loving father and my best friend. I will never forget his strength. My father was diagnosed with pulmonary sarcoidosis at the age of 25 years old. The doctors had a hard time diagnosing his illness and suspected he had lung cancer or Hodgkin's at first. Then they told him he only had 5 years to live. Thank God that they were wrong because he lived 18 years. with the sarcoidosis and he lived a very good life. He was a Vietnam veteran, and after the diagnosis he went back to school completing college, since he didn't when he was younger because he voluntarily joined the Marines to serve his beloved country at the young age of 17. He was an active member of the American Legion and he worked at the Veteran's Administration Hospital until a month before he passed away, he was an OTA. After 18 years with the illness his lungs were very bad and I must add for those of you out there who have this illness is he smoked till two years before his death, he was faced with the choice to remove one of his lungs which both were in bad condition. He chose to fight and give it a try. He had the operation but an infection. I am grateful I had my dad till I was 18 years old. I wish he had the option of a lung transplant though but he didn't. I am a donor myself and I hope more people become donors. If my dad would have lived one more year he would have seen his first grandchild. I miss him terribly and know he is at peace but never the less I miss him so. I love you dad.

Robin was the mother of four beautiful children. After finally having our girl, she noticed that she was having a lot of difficulty breathing. She was diagnosed with PPH, but kept on fighting for three years. Robin got her transplant in December of 1996, but soon after that she started having complications. Robin passed away very peacefully after fighting very hard for nine months.

We will really miss you "Mami"

Hi! My mom passed away on December 12, 2000. She had a lung transplant, but after the surgery her kidneys and her liver failed. The ironic thing is that her heart and her lung were doing well after four days but I suppose her time was up. This has been a difficult time for me but I know her soul will live forever. For those of you who are waiting an organ, I pray that everything works in your way. Someone

Bonnie was a friend and mentor to me. She always gave me encouragement when I've battled with my own illness, even when she was not feeling well herself. She always made sure everyone around her was happy. I surely hope she is happy and breathing easy, wherever she is.

Transplant recipient November 1, 1989 at St. Louis University Hospital

Tom lived over 3 years after being diagnosed with IPF. He was always positive about receiving a transplant and prefaced most conversations with, "After I get my new lung," we will do certain things. However, his body could not wait for an AB positive small lung.

Barbara had two lung transplants and passed away on May 17, 1998 after a three and half year struggle. She was loved by all who knew her and she will be missed so terribly much. One of her last wishes was that her suffering might improve the lives of future transplants and that her passing would not be seen as a detriment to the University of Alabama's lung transplant program

Andrew was diagnosed with Bronchoalveolar Carcinoma in October of 1997. It took until January of 1998 before we even found out that this type of cancer can ONLY be "cured" with a transplant. By this time, Andrew had gone through weeks of awful chemotherapy with no luck. It then took until April for our insurance company to approve him being on the transplant list at UCLA. During all these months, he had occasional bouts of pneumonia that sometimes required hospitalization. On June 2nd, he was admitted into the hospital with another case of pneumonia. On the 11th, a needle aspiration was performed to biopsy some fluid around his left lung. In the process, his lung was punctured. Everything went down hill from there More pneumonia, the lung not healing, and weakness taking over. On the 22nd of July he was put on a ventilator. On the 25th he quickly and quietly passed away. He was a TRUE fighter...always hoping, and never planning on giving up. He is survived by his wife, Vanessa, and their VERY young daughters. What a battle he had before him...and in spirit...HE WON!!!

To my perfect niece, Charity: You have beamed from this world to the next. There is no way to express how you will be missed. I find comfort in knowing that you have found peace in the final frontier...and the adventure continues...

On March 26, 2000 Nancy lost her battle with alpha 1-antitrypsin deficiency. She had been waiting for a lung transplant for nearly a year and a half. Nancy's flaming red hair was not only attractive on her but a real conversation piece at times. Nancy was a pioneer in the alpha 1 community and worked hard for awareness of this disorder. She was no less active for Second Wind. She befriended everyone she met, not only in person but on the phone or by email. She had the most caring compassionate, yet humorous personality I have ever known.

Nancy, you will be missed by many but we all rejoice in the fact that you will forever be breathing freely.

I love you, Red. Evelyn

The family and friends of Chris are forever thankful for the surgeons, doctors, nurses and hospital support personnel that cared for her over the years. She struggled with many medical problems over the years, but since her transplant in 1992 she could at least breathe freely while dealing with them. She is, was and always will be loved, by those that knew her.

Misty was a great friend to Amy Lang while awaiting their transplants. Before and after their transplants they enjoyed trips to Myrtle Beach, frolicking in the ocean and thrilled that they could finally swim underwater. Misty was and is an inspiration and is sorely missed by all who knew her. To Ray and Shelby; Misty put up a valiant fight and you should be proud of her. Your love was so great.

Karen is my sister, she is an Alpha, she passed away from complications after a double lung transplant. Karen has had one set back after another over the last 8 to 10 years and has faced them all better than I ever would have. Karen is my HERO, and always will be. But I never told her. I will miss you Karen. NEVER GIVE UP!!

Brian

Beloved mother and friend. She had alpha-1-antitrypsin deficiency and received a single lung transplant in September 1989 at Barnes Hospital. She died 2/18/92. Many complications but she said it was worth it - she saw her first and only grandchild take his first steps. All of us who knew her and loved her miss her dearly. Thanks to Dr. Trulock and Dr. Cooper for the extra time.

I love you, mom.

Kim was a hero to me when I was all of 13 years old. I only dreamed of living life the way that she did and to even reach the age that she was, 31! Kim suffered from Cystic Fibrosis, and I do as well. Kim passed away on February 9 1992 while waiting for a heart-lung transplant. I am now 20 and I am facing transplant, I only hope that I can be as brave and as full of life as she was! Kim I only hope that I have half of the strength and courage that you did, I love you and miss you! Take care. Love always your Little Buddy, Kelly

We love you so much and miss you. We think about you all the time. Thank you so much for being my guardian angel and watching over me while Chris and I were having surgery done (kidney transplant). One day we'll meet at the rainbow bridge. A special friend of mine (Sabrina) from Sick Kids Hospital passed away on your birthday. I'll never forget the two of you. Beloved father, grandfather, husband and friend. We love you poppa forever and always.

Love Juliann

My mother was fortunate to have received a single lung transplant six years ago. She passed away this year on March 5, 1999. We were so lucky to spend our lives with her those additional years. She was able to see her two grandchildren be born and her last daughter be married. Mama tried to be so positive for us to always assure us things were just fine when sometimes they were not always fine. She had a good four years of getting out and enjoying life, the last two were up and down. Things like this really make you appreciate life itself, one day at a time. Our mama and grandmother will greatly be missed because you were such a big part of our lives. I hope your light will always shine through us. We will always love you!!! God bless those that are organ donors!!! Kathy's daughters and grandchildren.

Carol was the first person I met and discussed lung transplantation with after my diagnosis in 1996. She had received her transplant at Shands and since she lived in Jacksonville , she lived close enough that we could keep in touch. We did not talk often but when we did it was uplifting for me. I was not aware that she had gone to be with the Lord until recently. I am guilty of not keeping in better touch with her and I really feel terrible for that. So this is my way of letting you know that you are missed, I think of you often and we'll converse again some day. Thinking of you and still waiting for my transplant call. Love, Pat

Sandy loved her bears and her hats. She always had Certs for everyone. She loved to play her harmonica and she loved to laugh. She was diagnosed with IPF in May of 1998 and died very shortly thereafter. She wanted to be remembered for her giving spirit ... and we do remember her! We love you Sandy.

Please remember when you lose a loved one, you can save five others who are waiting for a transplant. Sabrina was very fortunate in that she did receive her double lung transplant on April 9, 1999. Unfortunately, we lost her nine months later. She was 14 years old when she died. But, she died with dignity and gave in death as she gave in life. We miss her very much and will try our very best to carry on her wish to make more people aware of how important organ/tissue donation is. Check out her web page. She loved life and was always worried about the people around her. Sabrina was a great ambassador for signing your organ donor card. Please talk about it now while everyone is o. k. Your gift can save another family from the pain you may one day feel. Remember, how can you ask if you were never willing to give.

Larry L. Goude, 44, of Georgetown, died Saturday Aug. 2002, at his home.

The funeral was held Tuesday August 27, 2002, 4 p. m. in Eastside Freewill Baptist Church. Burial under the direction of Graham Funeral home in Pennyroyal Memorial Gardens with military honors.

Born in Georgetown County on November 28, 1957, he was a son of Oscar Ervin Goude and Pearl Lee Self Goude.

Mr. Goude was an employee with Stevedoring Services of America at Georgetown Ports Authority and was formerly employed as an industrial painter.

He was an avid race car fan. He also loved to fish and hunt.

He was a former member of the SCARNB, HHB 4/178 Artillery in Georgetown, SC. He was of the Baptist faith.

He was predeceased by a brother, Michael E. Goude and a sister, Shirley G. Baker.

Survivors include his wife, Virginia F. "Ginger" Goude; his parents of Georgetown; a son , David L. Goude of Georgetown; a daughter-in-law Sheilia J. Goude, two daughters, Laura A. Goude and Crystal G. Goude, both of Georgetown; a god-son, Frankie Faile of Georgetown; three grandchildren, Kristen Goude, Austin Goude and Taylor Morris; two brothers, Wilson E. Goude Sr. of Andrews, SC and Mark S. Goude of Georgetown; one sister, Sandra F. G. Baylor of Andrews, and number of nieces and nephews.

Larry may be gone, but he will always be in our hearts because of the love he left us.

Founding Father of the 2nd Wind Airways newsletter and active member of the Alpha1 community

Patty received a double lung transplant on January 12, 1991 as a result of having PPH. She loved life and never regretted having the transplant even though there were some rough times. She always kept a very positive outlook on things and made the most of every "extra" day she got. She especially loved being around her family (especially the young children). She taught us all so much about how to live life and brought so much joy and inspiration to us all. She, in turn, was loved by all.

Patty fought a very brave battle. However, over the last two weeks, even her will to continue was just not enough. Even during this very difficult time, she was concerned over how our family was dealing with her condition. That was very Patty, always thinking about others. We just buried her today (October 8) and she will be missed dearly.

Eternal Love
Your Family

I quote this from the Bible everyday:

"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not to your own understanding"

My Mother will always be with me in spirit.

To Jason, Life was a gift. Jason was born with cystic fibrosis and courageously battled the disease, living life to its fullest every day. A "second wind" was given to him on July 8, 1997 when he received a double lung transplant, enabling Jason to climb a mountain, marry a wife, and much more. Jason was always an angel and on August 2, 1998, he left this world due to complications. Jason was a gift to all who knew and loved him. His strength and courage amazed everyone and he is forever remembered and sadly missed. "Riding elephants in heaven".

We anxiously awaited a lung transplant for nearly three years - sadly they did not come in time. He was a true and loving inspiration to all that met or loved him. He was my best friend, love of my life, and partner. I miss him.

Shelia was not able to receive her double lung transplant as her time closed before that could happen. She waited 29 months for a donor and when one was found, unfortunately it was discovered that she had an odd antigen in her blood that would have caused rejection no matter what was tried. Her extension of time was not meant to be. She had already survived ARDS twice beating all odds for survival of this dreaded disease. But, this time it was not meant to be. God had a more important purpose for her. For some that purpose will be seen almost immediately, for others, it will be a long journey of putting all of the events into perspective. What ever God's purpose and intentions were, it is our job to see to it that organ donor awareness continues and that the programs for awareness increase. That we emphasize, encourage and support medical research in this all too important area of medicine.

Shelia suffered from pulmonary fibrosis for over three years, and is now at peace and not suffering. Her death, and the death of other patients must not be wasted. Lest we never forget that hard work that is in front of us. We, as family members and survivors, have a lot of work to do. This is reflected in one of her favorite readings.

If I should die and leave you for awhile, Be not like others, sore undone, who keep Long vigils by the silent dust, and weep For my sake, turn again to life and smile, Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do Something to comfort other hearts than thine. Complete those dear unfinished tasks of mine And, I perchance, may therein comfort you.

For time is too slow for those who wait, Too swift for those who fear, Too long for those grieve, Too short for those who rejoice, But, for those who love, time is eternity.

To my sister, Shelia Haefling, who passed away November 16, 2002 at the age of 50 with Pulmonary Fibrosis.

There were many years between us but still I witnessed what all she went through for three years plus with her illness. She believed that one day she would have her double lung transplant and to that she never gave up hope. She lived life to the fullest extent as best as she was allowed to do. She showed everyone around her how to push forward and she showed us all what life really meant to her and she kept fighting all the way to the very last breath she took. Unfortunate circumstances kept us apart but I will always cherish that last day with her and the last words she ever spoke to me and no matter what, that is something that can never be taken away. My sister suffered in many ways, physical and emotional but we all loved her and we all miss her. We love you Shelia and you will be missed greatly by all your family!!

Transplant Center: Jewish Hospital, Louisville, Kentucky.

Carla was an avid member of Second Wind, and an active member of our UWMC Lung Transplant Support Group. She passed away after a long struggle with the rejection some time after transplant. She was disappointed that her transplanted lung failed, but no complaining - -she had plans for heaven too. "I am following the path God laid out for me...God wants me now. He set me free"....Thanks, Carla for sharing yourself with us.

I met Colleen through a newspaper article she wrote thanking others for supporting her when she had her transplant 11/25/92. I was thinking about being listed and telephoned her for answers to my questions. She sent me a poem called "Don't Quit" and I keep it posted on my refrigerator door to remind me not to give up... She was a strong fighter and encouraged me all the way. Colleen, you now have your wings as you definitely were an Angel in waiting... You will be greatly missed.... I will continue to live for life's rewards... Thank you dearly for what you have given me.... Mary Ellen

Chris battled Cystic Fibrosis for 18 years. He received his double-lung transplant on May 9, 1999. As he was being taken in for surgery, the last thing he said to me was "Happy Mother's Day". The surgery went well and he was back home in Knoxville by July. He spent the summer doing what he loved and spending time with his friends. Complications arose in October after a 5 1/2 week struggle we lost him. His dad, sister, and myself will miss Chris so much. He touched so many lives and had more courage than anyone I know. Not a minute goes by that he doesn't come into our thoughts and we know one day that we will be all together again. Breathe freely Chris...love mom.

Richard was diagnosed with alpha 1-antitrypsin deficiency in 1974 at the age of 28. He was then told he would probably not live longer than 5 years. He loved to tell that story to all he met because he received his single lung transplant on January 11, 1995 21 years later! Richard was number 18 at Shands Hospital at the University of Florida and had three perfect years in his new life. He was diagnosed with chronic rejection on December 11, 1997 and was placed on the list for re-transplant on March 13, 1999. On March 23, 2000 he was diagnosed with liver cancer and lost that battle quickly, just 11 weeks later on June 7, 1999. Richard was an inspiration to all he met, he worked tirelessly for both the Alpha 1 Association and Second Wind Lung Transplant Association creating awareness and sharing information. He served as a board member for both organizations. He had such courage and conviction in everything he faced. Richard was my best friend for 35 years and husband for just over 29 1/2. He will be forever missed by so many people, our children and grandson. But like I taught my grandson, just look to the heavens, find the brightest star and that is Papa watching over us. All my love forever and a day. Evelyn

This is a man who gave his all. Even though he chose not to have a transplant, he gave his best to those who did. You will be missed greatly, Sir, for you are truly inspirational. Your kindness and BIG heart will never be forgotton by those whom you helped. May you have peace and God bless your family.

Though she was young, she now rests in Heaven. Even though we will miss her dearly, we know she is in a better place. I love you Mom!

Anthony was twenty-two (two months before his twenty-third birthday) when he passed away waiting for a double-lung transplant. Anthony has primary pulmonary hypertension. He was diagnosed 10-1-99 and was put on flolan in Nov. 99. He got on the transplant list 2-8-2000, but he never really had a chance to get transplanted. Everything that could go wrong went wrong for my son. He was such a good-looking young man with beautiful red hair and blue eyes such long lashes (girls would love to have eye lashes like his). He was such a good kid never any trouble at school. I think he was too shy to cause any trouble. His dad Rusty, mother Carol, sister Shannon and his dog he named Kitty miss him very much.

Terry was diagnosed in January 1999 Pulmonary Fibrosis/Pneumoconiosis. He is survived by his wife Debra ,his 13 year old son Mark ,daughter Misty age 23, and three grandchildren Robert age 6 ,Aryan and Panteara age 2. Terry was a devoted father and husband. A man that knew what unconditional love was all about. For he shared it with us each day. As a father he was the best there could be. As a husband, there was never a man I knew more devoted, or caring. He suffered a great deal his last year yet,never gave up. Terry was on the double lung transplant list at UCD in Sacramento until their program went on hold. Five days before he passed away he went to San Francisco UCSF Stanford, Praying to get on their list. We were out of time. A piece of each of us died with him that day His memories forever live within us. God looked around His garden and He found an empty place, He then looked down upon this earth ,and saw your tired face. He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful. He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids, and whispered, 'Peace be thine'. It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone part of us went with you the day God called you home.

Until were together again I love you, Debra Hutton

Transplanted June 6, 1999 at UPMC, Pittsburgh. Fred had Idiopathic Pulmonary fibrosis and believed to the very end that he was going to survive the terrible disease. He is survived by his loving children, Danielle, Jennifer and Eric who were by his side at all times and think of him every day.

Kari was the first person that reached out to me on the Second Wind mailing list when I first joined. We became good friends. She was a very cool, sweet and kind person who I'll always remember. I think of her often, especially lately (2004) for some reason. I miss her emails and our friendship. Love, Jeff

John enjoyed the 2nd Wind site while he struggled with his physical condition. It was a great comfort for him to relate to others in the same situation he was in. I thank all of you for giving John hope, moral support and much needed distraction during his last days. We all pray he is looking down at us from heaven.

It has been six months since mom died of IPF. She was only 57 years old and had so much to live for. Her birthday is June 5th and my parents would have celebrated 40 years of marriage on May 28, 2000. She was not just my mom, but my best friend and I miss her so much. I pray that a cure for IPF and all lung diseases is found soon, so other families do not have to watch a loved one slowly die from this disease. Mom was on the lung transplant list and had a beeper, but she had AB positive blood and a donor did not come in time. I miss her smile, her laugh and her advice. Mom, you are the best. I hope that I can be as good a mom to my kinds as you were to us. We love you and think of you every day.

Neil was a solider. He was strong and kept fighting to the end. We will miss him!

I met Terry a few years ago. I had my lung transplant in 1995 and I tried to keep Terry upbeat while waiting for his transplant. Terry got his transplant on Sept 25, 2000. Unfortunately, he rejected and was waiting for another transplant when he died on April 6, 2001. Terry sent me a lot of uplifting e-mail and I will miss it. He had sent me a beautiful poem the night before he died. My sympathy to Jeanie, his wife, and all who knew Terry. Good-bye my transplant buddy. Isabel

My sweet sweet honey, Bill Kennedy, passed away September 5, 2000. He went to University of Michigan for his lung transplant on August 10, 2000. Bill was 45 when he died from complications after the transplant, caused from alpha 1 antitrypsin deficiency. He never got to come home with me. I miss him so very much........ He was my heart......... He was my life....... We were perfect together. I will love him forever. I will miss him forever. Our nine years together was the best part of my life.

Transplant Center: Barnes Hospital, St. Louis, MO "The way he handled his life and his disease was nothing short of Heroic".

My husband fought a brave battle and did the best he could, he tried so hard for his family, and never believed he would lose his battle against his lung transplant. We loved him very much.

Robert was born on April 2, 1964 with cystic fibrosis. He lost his lifelong battle with it on March 3, 1999 in Miami, Florida. As recently as four years ago, Robert participated in the 5K and 10K runs in Hawaii to raise funds for the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. He never survived long enough to get a double lung transplant. Robert will be sadly missed by many friends and family members. To know him was to love him.

Amy's second chance came on October 28, 1991 and she was thrilled and marveled at her new found freedom. If love alone could have saved her, she would be with us today. God bless Amy, you are the wind beneath our wings. We love you. Mom and Dad (Bert and Helen Lang hlangx2@sover.net) Amy's transplant was done at University of North Carolina. Go "Tarheels"!

Carrie lived with Cystic Fibrosis for 28 years. After receiving a double lung transplant on November 13, 1996, she lived for nine months. Carrie suffered from side effects for the meds most of the time, but the last three months of her life was a dream come true. She flew to New Jersey where she was born and visited all her relatives and friends, something she was not able to do before the surgery. She died three months later from complications. Life was a struggle, but she wanted to live and have children some day. She was married only two years before her death. She loved animals, especially dogs. Her last dying request was to have a pink casket with puppies all over it! Her funeral was beautiful and we put the biggest stuffed puppy we could find in the casket with her and put puppy paw prints on her headstone. I will miss you so much Carrie and I know we will be together again someday. I'm not afraid because I know you will be there with a huge hug for me. You are my soulmate, my best friend, and my wonderful daughter.

I want to say how proud her mommy is of her! She was a brave little girl. I miss her so much. She was born with a congenital heart defect called total anomoulous pulmonary Venus return. She endured two open-heart surgeries at Christ hospitali9n Oak Kawn, Illinois. She went to heaven while awaiting a double lung transplant in St. Louis, Missouri. She never received her organs. She endured two open heart surgeries and many cardiac catheters. I thank Jesus for her every day. She is my special Angel. I know we'll meet again. Mommy loves and misses you so very much, we all do. God bless you my child until we meet again.

I want to say how proud her mommy is of her! She was a brave little girl. I miss her so much. She was born with a congenital heart defect called total anomoulous pulmonary Venus return. She endured two open-heart surgeries at Christ hospitali9n Oak Kawn, Illinois. She went to heaven while awaiting a double lung transplant in St. Louis, Missouri. She never received her organs. She endured two open heart surgeries and many cardiac catheters. I thank Jesus for her every day. She is my special Angel. I know we'll meet again. Mommy loves and misses you so very much, we all do. God bless you my child until we meet again.

I first met Deb in 1996. We both suffered with Cystic Fibrosis and both had bilateral lung transplants in different centres in Australia within a few months of each other. We met basically due to a support group I formed for lung recipients, however our friendship developed, and we became really good buddies. Deb had soft and gentle personality and I am very proud to have called her friend. In 1997, we went to Bali together and had an absolutely fantastic time. From the time we arrived back in Perth things unfortunately seemed to go downhill for Deb. On February 4, 1999, Deb passed away. I really miss her, the faxes she would send me, the lovely little messages that were so Deb. But thankfully when someone that you hold dear passes away, we still have our memories and they can never be taken from us. I miss you Deb.

Devoted and Beloved mother and grandmother. She passed away on January 24, 1997. She received the gift of life on August 21, 1994 and was very grateful for the second chance she was blessed with. She was able to dance at her son's wedding and got to see the birth of her second grandchild. . She did not get to see and enjoy all of her grandchildren - but she's with her beloved Chops and they are watching us all together. If love alone could have saved her, she would have never died. Rest in peace, Mom. Until we meet again. We love and miss you Mom and Dad.

Carol received a transplant at the University of Maryland on June 1, 1993.

Amelia was born 20 August 1997. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion turned quickly to despair. Amelia was placed on a respirator immediately after birth, she remained on it for 5 months, enduring ecmo, drainage tubes and everything else that goes along with it. On 5 December 1997 in St.Louis she was lucky enough to receive a double lungtransplant, thanks to someone who at a time of grief and loss made the difficult decision to offer their child's organs for transplant. Amelia did great for the first year post-transplant then the complications set in. She was put on oxygen which she never managed to survive without. She endured many hospital stays, being put back on the respirator on several occasions but she never let it get her down. She had a spirit and will which was incredible, always ready with a smile she was a ray of sunshine which would never have had a chance to shine without transplantation. Thank God for the doctors and donor who made it possible for us to spend the time together short though it was.

On June 2 2000 she was admitted to hospital again, but this time was different she did not respond as well to the anti-rejection drugs and after two weeks in p.i.c.u the doctors had done everything they could.The dreaded decision not to proceed with further intervention that no parent should ever have to make was made and I took her home, and she passed away in my arms shortly thereafter. She is gone but will never be forgotten. Amelia was only with us for a short time but she has provided a life time of precious memories. Amelia I love you, my baby, my pretty girl, my little angel, there's a special place for you in heaven. Even though you had to go you will remain here in my heart forever. Love, hugs and kisses from Daddy.

Our Little Sarah was an angel who suffered from Cystic Fibrosis. Her courage, her love, and her compassion was an example to us all. No one who ever met Sarah will ever be the same. After 13 years of fighting her disease, she is now at peace. She did not qualify for a lung transplant because of some of her infections. She died peacefully on April 24th 1997.

Our Mother was blessed with the gift of lung transplant on July 4, 1998. After battling the ups and downs of post lung transplant, she passed away from melanoma. We will miss her horribly but are truly grateful for the extra two plus years we had with her.

Transplant Recipient on July 13, 1994. Carrie your vitality, drive, courage and absolute faith in what you believed to be good, right and true, and your willingness to not waste one small second of life was an inspiration to us all. Thank you.

I first met Paula when I moved into our neighborhood a little over 3 years ago. She was the first neighbor who introduced herself to me and I felt right at home with her. Over the years we became very close friends. It was during this time that she found out that she had to be placed on the transplant list for a double lung/heart transplant. She had a genetic defect in her heart which left a hole between her heart's top and bottom chambers. She was diagnosed with Noonan's syndrome in 1983. The problems with her heart manifested to her lungs which in turn caused her to not be able to breathe properly and turn blue from lack of oxygen at times. Paula was a school teacher for 27 years and touched the lives of almost every one that she came in contact with. She was a wonderful person and was always able to find the best in every one. There was never a moment that she was not there to help you with no matter what it was you may have needed. As sick as she was you would have never known!

She never let her illness stop her or slow her down in any way. She was involved in many civic activities and was always willing to lend a hand. As positive as Paula was about her surgery and knew in her heart that it was going to be a success, we never could have foreseen the complications that arose when they went to remove her organs. She lost her battle and now she is in the arms of the angels. This has been a huge loss not only to me, but her husband, family and mostly to our community.

She is gone from our lives, but will forever be in our hearts. She was and is the definition of a "lady". Good-bye Paula and I love you...

Dave had been called twice for a double lung transplant and neither time had the lungs been viable. He died waiting for the third call. He is survived by his wife Cinda and three small children. Dave had secondary pulmonary hypertension and had been diagnosed 11 years ago. He was the founder of the Second Wind - Ohio and also was webmaster for their web pages. He will be greatly missed

Matthew Russell was with us for only a short time but brought so much joy and happiness into our lives. Matthew needed a double lung transplant after acquiring the RSV virus when he as two years old which resulted in acute respiratory distress. Matthew was on the UNOS list for 45 days while he was also placed on the ECMO machine. Matthew was a patient at the Children's Hospital in Philadelphia. Since we have lost Matthew we have become very vocal in organ donation hoping that others will not miss their second chance at life. Matthew, we love you.....your sister Rachel misses you very much as does your mom and dad. Watch over all the other donor angels......

Laura was at the top of the transplant list for heart and lungs at Vinderbilt Hospital the day she died. She was a bright light in my world and I will forever miss my little sister. Keep shining sis!

Rheta struggled hard for the almost two years she survived with her transplanted lung. I will always be grateful to Second Wind for the information and support that she received.

Neil Meek

Tommy had cystic fibrosis. He fought so hard and was so brave for all of his 18 years. He received a double lung transplant in September 1995 and was awaiting a second transplant when he died.

I was in the hospital for a cleanout when he died and I was lucky enough that I was able to go down to the transplant unit to say goodbye to him...though I didn't know it was goodbye. When I saw him in the bed, barely able to keep his head up, he was so weak and yet he looked at me and said, "how are you?" He was an angel on earth and I know he is now one in Heaven. He was my "best hospital friend" and now as I myself wait at the top of the list for lungs, I think of Tommy and his courage and I know I am going to live for the two of us.

"She's A Sparrow When She's Broken, but She's An Eagle When She Flies"

Fran was an extraordinary woman. Strong in the face of adversity, soft with others who were in need. A dedicated mother, nurse, and friend, she will forever be in our memories. She loved nothing more than being with those she loved, and now she is with the One she loved the most - Jesus. She fought a long, hard battle with pulmonary hypertension and emphysema and was on the transplant list for 19 months before receiving her lung on March 12, 1999, at Medical City Dallas Hospital in Dallas,Texas. She went to Heaven to spend eternity with The Lord and all of those loved ones who had gone on before her on March 17,1999, after complications with the transplant. Even though she left behind many who loved her more than she knew, we know that she is okay now - no longer struggling for breath, taking handfuls of medication,and not being sure of what the next hour of her life was going to bring. For now she is breathing wonderful, crisp air without difficulty, she is running down streets of purest gold, and she is laughing and singing without a worry in her midst. We know that she is looking down on us, and I sometimes feel her sweet presence right beside me; a presence only possessed by a Mother looking over her children. She left behind five children: Larry, Terri, Barry, Sherri, and Eyvette; nine grandchildren: James, Scott, Joey, Jesse, Clinton, Cody, Collin, Chelsea, and Cailie; the man who loved her more than life, Floyd; a wonderful church and pastor: First Assembly of God of Bogata and Pastor Sherrill; and more extended family members and friends than can be listed. Only God Himself knows how many people she touched while on this earth. Her nursing career was so very important to her, falling only behind her Faith and her family. There were too many times she was a "sparrow" on this earth, but now she is an "Eagle", and she is flying!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See you soon Mom!!! We all Love and Miss You So Very Much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Submitted By: Eyvette(Hanna)Alford on November 10,2000.

This site is dedicated to Chrisy for her courageous fight after lung and kidney transplant, she did not stand alone, however. This site must also be dedicated to her husband, Jon Mooney, and her Mom and Dad Goody and Frank Austin. God bless you Chrisy we will all miss you. Chrisy's transplant was done at U. N. C. in Chapel Hill on November 3, 1991.

Vivian was a Shands Hospital recipient #22 on 3/6/95

Steve was diagnosed with IPF, June 1998. He was put on the heart/lung transplant list in September 1999. Unfortunately, he lost his earthly battle January 2000. Our family continues to pray for those that the battle continues. Like Steve, continue to hope and know that there is another angel looking out for you.

Cecil and his family received the gift of second life on July 10, 1991. We continue to celebrate his life and the gift of life from his donor. God Bless the Barnes Transplant Team!

My mom Sandi was my best friend. She was strong and beautiful. She was transplanted in 1994 at Shands due to COPD. She was re-transplanted on March 20, 1997 at Shands. She had a strong will to survive. She had a great sense of humor and those that knew her loved her. I thank God and Shands for letting me have her for as long as I did. I also thank the families of those that lost loved ones that donated their organs. It does save lives. My mom got to see her Grandson be born and graduate from kindergarten. 2nd Wind is great and it meant a lot to my mom. Thank-you to those who keep it going.

Nicki Santerfeit

Cynthia, a transplant recipient from Barnes Jewish Hospital in July 1990, was a real hero. She was a fighter for life. She helped many people with their personal fundraisers, having had personal experience. She enjoyed life. Those of us who knew her enjoyed her and will miss her.

My sister, Cynthia was great. She received her transplant almost 7 years ago. She was so so sick before her transplant. It was a long wait, but it was well worth it. She had a great addition to her life. We will all miss her so much!

July 4, 1999 truly became Independence day for our Husband and Father, Kipp Palmer. He had been diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension on June 25th and was a patient at Johns Hopkins for 10 days. The days are very long and lonely without him. He will be thought of and missed by his wife, Judy, children, Todd, Grant and Kimberly, Grandchildren, Tucker and Dagny and Daughter in law, Lori. He was such a wonderful PaPa for Tucker and Dagny. He wrote such wonderful Good Bye letters to us all! He was a letter and journal writer and his own Good Bye letter became his eulogy.

July 4, 1999 truly became Independence day for our Husband and Father, Kipp Palmer. He had been diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension on June 25th and was a patient at Johns Hopkins for 10 days. The days are very long and lonely without him. He will be thought of and missed by his wife, Judy, children, Todd, Grant and Kimberly, Grandchildren, Tucker and Dagny and Daughter in law, Lori. He was such a wonderful PaPa for Tucker and Dagny. He wrote such wonderful Good Bye letters to us all! He was a letter and journal writer and his own Good Bye letter became his eulogy.

Linda was very high on the transplant list at Shands Hospital but passed away quietly at home while waiting.

Our Mother defines the word, "perseverance". She received her double lung transplant September 4, 1996. Because of this she was able to see the birth of her first two grandchildren, her middle daughter graduate college and her son graduate high school. She was our "Best Friend, confidant, supporter, encourager, hero, and the list could go onÖî We will miss her immensely but can rest knowing that she is breathing freely in heaven. Until we see you again....... Your loving children Laura, Kim and Brad.

Jack was a coal miner and developed silicosis from cutting rock to get to the coal. He suffered 12 years before getting the "call" for the transplant in April of 1999. In the two years after his transplant, he enjoyed life to the fullest. He was able to walk and talk without being short of breath, enjoy his home out in the country, and even shoot his rifle and fish a little. He shared a wonderful sense of humor and never complained when he was in distress. His family and friends are very grateful to the donor and the support of Second Wind.

Alisa Pink, 2 time bilateral transplant patient, lover of Bruce Springsteen music, creator of some of the funniest jokes you could ever imagine, contributor to papapoo.com website, and loving wife passed away July 19th, 2001. She struggled greatly in the recent weeks, but found great comfort in letting go of suffering and moving on to a better place. She will be missed by loving sisters, brother-in-laws, mother, father, Annette, Sheila, Kaz, Joel, nieces (Amy, Nicole, and Jacqueline), nephews (Danny, Anthony), godson (Anthony), and myself. She enjoyed the forum of 2nd Wind greatly until her health became more of an issue in the last couple of years.

She leaves me with great memories of loving tender moments and I will always love her. Alisa lived most of her life in the Chicago suburbs. Even with the complications it carried with it, her disease did not ruin her childhood. She was a member of advanced reading groups, the Student Advisory Board, the Yearbook Staff; the Drill Team and even took Spanish classes. In high school she had her artwork displayed in a district show and was a member of the elite dance company, called ORCHESIS. Her dance troupe was good enough to perform at Arie Crown Theater, a famous theatre in Chicago. Unfortunately, her problem was diagnosed and treated as allergies until her senior year in high school when she was found to have Cystic Fibrosis. Despite these problems, she graduated 64th in her class of 544 students.

Alisa spent one year in college, but left to support herself at work. She always enjoyed listening to music, singing, writing poetry, stories, and other prose as well as being creative, dancing (while able), telling jokes, making up jokes, and developing greeting cards at her mini-company, The Honey, Yes Honey, Card Company (TM). She loved to travel and accompanied my on several trips to places like Virginia Beach, Denver, and England. Alisa devoted much time to her nieces, nephews, and godson spoiling them whenever possible. When first married and living in Maryland, Dr. Sandra Walden at the Johns Hopkins CF Clinic convinced Alisa to seek out a transplant.

Alisa came home to Chicago and found Dr. Garrity of the Loyola center who made her life have hope. Her first bilateral lung transplant was Sept. 26, 1993 and it was truly a "Gift of Life". Chronic rejection set in later and she received a second bilateral transplant on August 15, 1998. Humor brought her through many traumatic situations and she was also quick to make an original joke and had many placed on the http://www.papapoo.com web site where some remain today. The second transplant developed chronic rejection but it was digestive problems with "C-Diff" that would be her biggest struggle. It took a year to control this bacteria and when it returned she had already planned to let go of life and enter hospice. We planned for home-hospice, but God does not let anyone plan their own schedule. As we grew closer to this time, we had one special tender moment that let each of us know our love was eternal. She cared deeply for everyone around her and wanted to make sure that not only would I be okay with her leaving, but that those closest to her understood that this was the right time. Her entire family was with her when she died and it was a blessing that there could be an end to pain and suffering that had stricken her life in the last few weeks. I loved her deeply and will miss her forever. Husband, Rob Peters.

My Father died of many complications of diabetes. He got seriously ill in July 1998. Within the following one and a half years he fought hard to live and never gave up hope because of his children, Liza, Amboy, Jane, and Jennifer and grandchildren Kaye, Zenas, Francis, Jenelle, Ryan, Megan and Mathew - - and most of all for my Mama. He was such a wonderful Father to all of us. He has so much love to give. His memory is the sweetest and most precious in our lives. Rest Papa...until we meet again. I love you...Jane

Feisty and exuberant, friend Dennis passed away at transplant. His wait was hardly bearable, he was so anxious for "his turn". Member of Second Wind, he gave sermons at our support group from the "Gospel according to 'Info You Should Know About Transplant". be4, during & after...you could always see him coming, litter painter guy in brilliant white coveralls. Still wears them in heaven. UWMC Lung Transplant Support Group, we continue to miss him.

Dare passed away March 8, 2000. She was diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension in 1992 and was on flolan for 2 years before being transplanted in 1994. She went into chronic rejection and after fighting hard since last fall and suffering greatly lost the battle at Duke Medical Center. Our hearts are broken and we will miss her so. I know she had lots of friends here at Second Wind and I want to thank you all for being there for her.

Randy received his double lung transplant at Barnes Hospital on June 26, 1992 after being diagnosed with Alpha One Antitrypsin Deficiency. He was very grateful for his second chance at life and for the eight years that followed. He was a true inspiration to his family and his friends and is very sadly missed by those that knew him. His memory will always be with us.

The Richards Family

One life that touched so many. Randy was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at the age of ten months. I could write a book about the life and times of Randy Richardson. He was a precious son, and I think of him every day. He received a bilateral lung transplant at Barnes Hospital on May 10, 1993, and passed away on April 20, 1994. He had a wonderful year. After coming back home to Oklahoma he married his sweetheart, Kelly.The Richards Family

There were 7 of us together in rehab at UNC Hospitals in Chapel Hill the spring of 1997. You, our friend, were the casual one. Never in a hurry and encouraging us all.. Every trial you met with determination and strength. Your body finally gave out and you had to leave us. Thank you so much for your wisdom and peace and love. We will miss you...

The Chicmunk Gang

Carlo passed away while awaiting a transplant. Carlo loved life, computers, and his famiy.

Before the transplant, Dad was dying of emphysema. On October 18, 1995, we were blessed with a left lung transplant for him. Dad lived two and a half years with "Lefty" and was able to see the rest of his grandchildren born. In June 1998, Dad was told he had lung cancer in his right lung. In July 1998, he went to the Cleveland Clinic to have the lung removed. Due to complications after surgery and three weeks in a coma, my Dad passed away. We wouldn't trade those two and a half years with "Lefty" for anything in the world! We miss you Dad, and thank you to the donor family.

Sean was diagnosed at 18 months with congenital heart defects and PPH. Sean was waiting for a heart/lung transplant in Los Angeles when he died on December 20, 1998. Sean was a very bright, happy and magical little boy. He touched the lives of so many people in the short five years he was here. We are so very grateful to have had such a special little boy touch our hearts. You are greatly missed Snooker.

Holly was born with Cystic Fibrosis. She and I were both on the waiting list at Vanderbilt University in Nashville. She was waiting for a double lung transplant. Holly died due to complications from CF. She was only 18 years old. I only knew her for six months, but she was a very special person and will be greatly missed.

Robbie's passing was truly the passing of an angel. She provided enjoyment and encouragement to her friends at the lung transplant support group at University of North Carolina hospitals. Her sudden passing on July 8, 1997 one year and six days after her transplant has hit us all hard. We only can thank God that we had Robbie with us for that short time and that she had an additional (and good one at that) year with her family and fiance. She acheived in mortality what few of us can hope to achieve in immortality. It was the passing of an angel.

My daughter Breanna was diagnosed with PPH when she was two years old. She received a double lung transplant on Oct.22,1999. My daughter was a beautiful little angel. My family and I will always love and miss her. She will always be my little angel forever in my heart. I am very grateful for the donor family Ann Marie, Stephen, Alexandria and my daughter's guardian angel Christopher. Breanna is now truly an angel and will never have to suffer to breathe anymore. She is free now to spread her wings and fly with the lord. Thank you lord.

My Mother passed away just two weeks ago. She was diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis four years ago. On May 13, 1998, our prayers were answered and she received a new lung. Things started out good and then took a turn for the worse. My Mother was in and out of the hospital quite a bit the last year. She was a fighter though and would not give up. But on February 22, 2000, the Lord called my Mother home. I was with my Mother when she died and I held her and told her and told her of the love I had for her. My heart is so saddened that I now have to walk the rest of my life without my Mom next to me. Thank you Mom for showing me what real love is - - you truly are the wind beneath my wings. When it is my time to cross over I will find you but until then...I will remember. Sweet Dreams Mommy. Love Stacie.

My Mother passed away just two weeks ago. She was diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis four years ago. On May 13, 1998, our prayers were answered and she received a new lung. Things started out good and then took a turn for the worse. My Mother was in and out of the hospital quite a bit the last year. She was a fighter though and would not give up. But on February 22, 2000, the Lord called my Mother home. I was with my Mother when she died and I held her and told her and told her of the love I had for her. My heart is so saddened that I now have to walk the rest of my life without my Mom next to me. Thank you Mom for showing me what real love is - - you truly are the wind beneath my wings. When it is my time to cross over I will find you but until then...I will remember. Sweet Dreams Mommy. Love Stacie.

Missing your smile.
Missing your laugh.
Missing your touch.
Missing your hand in mine.
Missing my friend.
MISSING MY MAMA.
Sweet dreams mom-I miss you-your baby girl-Stacie

Our loved One passed away from respiratory infection and a mild rejection. He would have liked for all that need a transplant to keep on pursuing one for it is all worth it. He had two wonderful but unfortunately short years, before he passed away but for him those two years were a magnificent gift and for his family and friends as well. We consider ourselves blessed for having had him with us healthy, strong, and happy. If he were here he would be saying to all of you..go for it, it is worth it! God Bless all of you! In loving memory of Hugo Jose Sebastian

Dad was diagnosed with emphysema and COPD in the early eighties. The disease progressed slowly but in the spring of 1994 we almost lost him. It was then that we were told a transplant was our only hope. We ventured our way to Iowa City, dad was placed on a list only to be removed for six months while University of Iowa found another surgeon. During this time the steroids took a toll on dads bones. He received a compressed fracture bending over the trunk of his car. But on August 31, 1995 we got the call. Our emotions ran high. We were both relieved and frightened, but our grief over the donor weighed heavy on our hearts. It was so good to see him after the surgery, our prayers had been answered. Dad spent his 49th birhday in recovery. It was all down hill after that. He made it home for the holidays that year, but again in the spring he went back into the hospital. He had double pneumonia. He was placed on the ventilator and we spent a staggering three months travelling between home and the hospital. He made it home in the middle of June. He was so tired. His first words to me after walking in my parents house was, "Why didn't you just let me die?" I knew then his time with us was limited. He was ready to go home. We then went in and out of our local hospital to keep him comfortable. Our family is into taking old card and crashing them in a demolition derby. Dad wanted to be home to see his boys run their cars. Our family physician told me if he had to drive the ambulance himself he would make sure dad got to the derby that summer. Dad made it there, made it home again one last time...He quietly went to sleep on a Friday evening and passed away Monday September 23, 1996. I would give everything I own to have him here again. But not one single day ever passes that I don't thank God and the donors family for the year we had. As you read this please know, there is a family who is morning as you are rejoicing. I write this in remembrance of my father and for the young man who had to die to make the transplant possible. Love and always in our thoughts. Your loving wife, Joyce, your children, Larry, Lorrie, Shannon, your grandchildren Jonathon, Holly, Garett, Richelle

Our Beloved Shai-Chaim passed away on Saturday night, 30 November 1996. He was 23 years old, but he had in him love and wisdom of a million years.

Shai touched the hearts of many people by the noble way he carried his load, and not less, by his sense of humor that always came up, even in times that other people cried.

Thanks to Doctors & Nurses & Therapists, Family and most of all friends that made life happier for Shai and for us. Shoshi (Shaiís Mom), Pini (Dad) and Hamutal (Shaiís sister).

Please keep on going to all these beautiful sites Shai loved

Shelby Lee was born on August 11, 1995 to Edward Skiles of Desoto and Gena Skaggs of Park Hills Missouri. She has one Sister, Morgan. Shelby fought every day of her life and would never give in. She had a double lung transplant at the age of 8 weeks old at St. Louis Children's Hospital. She will always be loved and missed by all that knew her.

Cathy was greatly admired and respected by everyone she came in contact with. She was a source of encouragement and inspiration on our internet mailing list. We will all miss her.

Teala had alpha1-antitrypsin deficiency and received a double lung transplant at Barnes on March 13, 1992.

Mom, it's been four years and your're still badly missed every day. I love you so much.

Barbara Stepp, 56 years old, died at 3 1/2 years out of a heart attack. Barbara was loved by family and friends alike. She was faithful to the end, a good and loyal friend. We will miss you Barbara.

Ron waited for a lung only to be told after he got on the list at Shands that he had a bad heart. He fought hard and through a lot of adversity lived life as well as he could.

Connie, only being 22, was a dear friend of mine who needed heart and bi-lateral. She had a rare blood type B, so we all know it could have worked out for her advantage, but unfortunately it did not. Connie suffered from PPH and about two years ago the doctors found a secondary illness of the lungs, but they could not figure out what is was and it was this disease that took Connie away from us not her PPH. She had become a strong advocate for organ donation and an active volunteer in the Pulmonary Hypertension Association. She led a support group with another lady in Chicago for those suffering from PPH/PH and anyone else that wanted to attend. She was always a ray of sunshine no matter how she felt and she is a person to whom all can look up to whether you are young or old, and a great inspiration too. I will miss her smile dearly but I know she will always live within my heart. Connie, we will all miss and at one or another will see you again.

Desmond was transplanted on May 5, 1995 at Shands Hospital, Gainesvillle, Fl. and passed away at the age of 65.

In memory of Sarah, my sister-in-law and friend. She was courageous, and wanted to go on living despite her illness. She loved, lived, and laughed and gave of herself to others. Sarah, we'll miss you.

Michael was a very loveable person . He enjoyed spending time with his three year old son, riding his motorcycle, and he also enjoyed spending time with the people he loved. He was the type of person that cared about others even if he did not know you. His family decided to donate his organs because he would want to help someone else in a time like this. Michael will always be loved And never be forgotten!!!!! Until we meet again I Love you Baby! Love April Hooper

Michael was a very good friend and he will be missed very deeply. Some people didn't really get to know him like I did. He was like a brother to me. He loved to help people and I'm sure that he would have loved to donate his organs. He really loved his 3-year-old son, and I'm sure his son really misses him. Michael when I heard the news about you, I was really hurt knowing that I would never see you again. I want you to know that it was very hard to let you go. Wish I could have been there by your side. Your Best Friend Michael Sanders.

God Saw You Were Getting Tired , And A Cure Was Not To Be , So He Put His Arms Around You And Whispered "Come To Me," With Tearful Eye We Watched You , And Saw You Slip Away. Although We Loved You Dearly , We Could Not Make You Stay. A Golden Heart Stopped Beating , Hard Working Hands At Rest. God Broke Our Hearts To Prove To Us , He Takes Only The Best.

In loving memory of MICHAEL ROY THOMASON

A million times I've missed you. A million times I've cried. If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. To some you are forgotten; to others just part of the past; But to me who loved and lost you, your love will always last. It broke my heart to lose you, you didn't go alone; For my life went with you sweetheart - the day God called you home. For things on earth will always be broken My life will never be whole until I see you again on God's golden shore.

Love Always, Your MOM

Dale was the older twin, born with a hole in his heart. His Mom was told he would not live to be one year old but Dale was a fighter and managed to not only survive, but also lived an active life. He was a husband and active father of three. He was a real pioneer and at 31, the news media reported on him because he was the first Missourian to have a double lung and heart transplant. He had his transplant at Barnes Hospital in St. Louis, Missouri and when he passed, Barnes doctors and nurses made the three hour trip to Van Buren to pay tribute. He was so loved that the large church could not begin to hold all the people who came to pay their respects. He will always be greatly missed by all that loved him.

Joan passed away due to complications following a double lung transplant at The University of Washington Medical Center on November 8, 1996.

Juan was a devoted father to four children and two step-children, I, Kathy Stazel being one of the steps. He married Ginger Vela and changed our very lives at that moment. He became a gifted musician who sang and played guitar, with the duo of Juan and Ginger. He rose from the barrio of Texas and attended college in Wrighttown, NJ to become a counselor. He has three granddaughters and one grandson. He will be greatly missed and lives on in our hearts forever.

He was a good person to talk to. He was like an older brother to me. He cared about other people. We miss you William.

Ronnie loved life and did his best to help others love life. He was diagnosed with Alpha 1 Antitrypsin Deficiency in November 1991, but did fairly well until October 2000. He was told in January 2001 that he he would need a lung transplant, was placed on the active list June 14, 2001 and got "the call" July 26, 2001. He always believed that everything would turn out okay. The first four months after transplant were difficult, but he never regretted his decision. His last six months were wonderful, he returned to work, coached our son's baseball team, and said everyday of his life that he felt the best he had felt in years. He took me, his four children, and his son-in-law on vacation to Disney World, where he had the time of his life...he was like a child again. Unfortunately, he passed away suddenly while on his wonderful vacation, surrounded by his family. He developed a raging infection and within hours he was gone. He was the love of my life, my soul mate, and a wonderful father to all of his children. I miss and love him with all my heart. We will be together again one day. Your loving wife, Lyn

Billy was the kind of person that immediately lit up a room when he went in it. A dedicated nurse, he touched more lives in his short time than many that live 100 years. He will always be remembered in the hearts of those who knew him. And all that knew him, loved him. His life was cut too short by an idiopathic fibrosis of the lung. He died awaiting a double-lung transplant in Galveston, Texas.

Good-bye my dancing buddy, may you waltz all over Heaven with the prettiest angels!!!!!!!!

Carole was transplanted at Shands Hospital, Gainesville FL. She loved all the doctors and nurses so much. Never missed her meds, exercises, or appointments she fought until the end. She was waiting for a second transplant which she was only doing because her family didn't want to let her go. She smiled until the end. One of the last things she did was talked to her real mother on the phone for the first time. She's missed by everyone who knew her, she touched so many hearts, I'll never forget her, married for 39 yrs, she was my buddy for most of our lives. Thank you Le

Charlie had Cystic Fibrosis and had a double lung transplant three years ago. No matter how sick he was, he was always telling everybody that he was doing ok. Charlie was a great friend to everybody he knew. He is missed greatly by friends and family. Charlie, we love you.

Cris suffered with COPD for 5 years before her transplant. She couldn't walk 100ft without help. Transplanted in December 1994, she completed the 4.5 mile bridgewalk in Charleston just 3 months later. For 2 years she lived completely normal and caught up on all the things she missed out on the previous 5 years. Cris loved God. She loved life. She made so many new friends I can't keep track of them. She was so very aware of the "Gift of Life" God had given her through her donor. She never missed an opportunity to promote Organ Donation. When Cris passed away on January 3rd, 1997, she was "at peace" with everything and everyone here on Earth. "She was ready." She and I will meet again someday.

Leonard was my brother and I believe he was one of the strongest, most courageous individuals you could ever want to know. He always said when someone came to visit and was getting ready to leave, "I'm glad you got to see me". Well, Bub, I'm so glad I got to see you too. You're so loved and missed.

Keith Weidler, loving husband and father, subscribed to the Second Wind list up until the time he received his lung transplant at Barnes-Jewish Hospital in St. Louis. He spent many hours corresponding with others on the list, sharing pre - and post-transplant stories and experiences, good and bad. After more than a month in intensive care and a very difficult post-op course, he was taken from us, no doubt to a much better place, where he can now breathe easily. His incredible faith in God, generosity, and love for his family and friends will never be forgotten. He was the "True Gentleman" who quietly touched the hearts and souls of everyone who met him.

Dad, we love and miss you more and more each day. Eternal happiness is now yours.

All our love, Joanne, Jodi, Kirk, Connie, and Kaitlin

Larry was a wonderful friend and thru his death, he gave others a chance at a better life. He was always giving & thinking of others, that was his way. It has been four years since he left but not a day goes by that we dont think of him & miss him terribly. We know he is with the angels & he suffers no more. Until we meet again.

We love you!!! Love Julie

My Brother died waiting for his transplaant. A light went out in our lives. At least he is at peace after two years of suffering.

Atana had a heart and double lung transplant on January 24, 1997 at Stanford University in Palto Alto, California. She was such a fighter. We love her and miss her so much. Thank you to the donor who gave us Atana for two more years and to my Son, Steve, who loved her. We, the family, are all becoming donors in Atana's name. Let's all be donors and give some other people a second wind. Atana is an angel.

This is for the most important person in my life; my best friend -my soul mate-most importantly-my mom. I still don't know how I'm going to make it without you, but I know that I will because you taught me that God would never give me anything that I couldn't handle-without His help. Thank you for that. I love you and I will see you again on the most glorious of days! Until then.....Your Daughter.

In Peace

Larry was #1 on the list and was due to get his lungs any day when he passed away at Shands Hospital. To know Larry was to love him. He touched the hearts of so many people. He lived his life to the fullest and will always be in our hearts.

Tracy lived with Cystic Fibrosis all her life. But she treated her disease as a "minor inconvenience" and did more in her 31 years than most of us will ever experience. Tracy died of complications of a double lung transplant received in August,1996. All of us who had the privilege of knowing Tracy are going to be hard-pressed to fill the hole that her passing has left in our lives.

It's been eight months since Mom passed away. I've been wanting to share the news of her death with Second Wind, but it's been difficult to face this website. I miss her very much. My mother loved this organization - -it gave her much support and hope. She didn't share with us, her family, how scary her illness must have been. She always faced every new emphysema-related challenge with grace and kindness. I know that in part she was able to face those challenges because she felt less alone and better informed, thanks to her friends at Second Wind. On her behalf, thank you.

My mother was not an extraordinary woman, ours is not an extraordinary family, but my mother's struggle with emphysema and her successful lung transplant transformed us all. I miss her desperately, but I know how very lucky we were to have her with us, living a vital life, during those last several years. And when it was time for her to go, she went softly. Thank God you're at peace, Mom.