My son Jared Butler was killed in a motorcycle accident on November 14. We donated all his organs (eyes skin and tissue) to those who needed them. Jared was always helping other people no matter how small or big the problem was. His friends called him the Rebel. He loved riding motorcycles, riding horses, playing disc golf, and being around those he loved. He had one daughter whom he loved her dearly. He had an older brother. He loved his mother, She was always there for him. We bless the person who receives sight and his organs. Jared was loved by so many.
Dylan Charles Stone easily won the hearts of nearly everyone he met. He had a warm demeanor and a friendly vibe that made others happy to help him out anytime he asked. His family and his friends had his unwavering devotion. He was entertaining and funny and one of the most approachable people you could ever meet. He especially loved spending time with his loved ones. His quick wit, happy-go-lucky attitude, and infectious grin made everyone he connected with feel better and his family absolutely adored him for it.
He was a huge sports fan and a die-hard supporter of the Washington Capitals, and the Florida State Seminoles, and he never wavered in his allegiance to his hometown NFL team, the Washington whatever they’re called these days. He developed a lifelong passion for and expertise in constructing and collecting intricate lego sets, especially anything Star Wars related. He was a creative chef who approached food with the same whimsey and fun as he did most things in life. He was a major movie buff who never missed the opportunity to catch the latest horror flick or hilarious comedy film and could often be heard laughing out loud to himself while binge-watching shows like Sponge Bob, The Family Guy, or Bob’s Burgers on Comedy Central. One of his favorite past-times was listening to music. Dylan’s interests ranged from Mac Miller to Chicago to Cage the Elephant and over time he developed an impressive knowledge base of songs and artists from almost every genre.
Born with a fighter’s spirit and the soul of a champion, Dylan always found a way to make the most out of difficult situations. Despite all the health issues he faced throughout his precious 28 years, he always looked on the bright side of life and he never let go of his “get knocked down 7 times, get back up 8” mentality. This was most recently evident last month when he proudly celebrated over 500 days of sobriety. Dylan’s most courageous and selfless gesture was his priceless gift of organ donation. He donated 6 of his major organs, saving the lives of 4 individuals that will have a long-lasting impact on those families for generations to come. He leaves behind a beautiful legacy.
On March 4th at 11:00 pm Larry was experiencing chest discomfort and sweating. EMS was called and he was taken to the emergency room. At 1:30 it was decided he needed to have a cardiac catherization and at 3:30 am he was pronounced death during the procedure. Prior to 11:00 we had been to Pizza Hut and watched the Duke and Carolina game. All seemed to be well. His death was totally a surprise.
On the way home I was called concerning donation. I have been a registered nurse for 52 years and always encouraged organ donation so this was not a choice. I was thankful that something good would be coming from his sudden death. At 1:00 pm the called came concerning the donation with added information. It was a positive experience and thankful I was contacted.
Larry was a master carpenter. He made beautiful jewelry boxes, clocks, bowels, vases etc. He never sold them but gave them away to family members. He had little patience for somethings but when he had a piece of wood in his hands he could sand and cut for hours. At church he was there 45min before service started. Making sure lights were on, heat and air was good and greeted people as they entered. His wit and ability to relate to anyone is the thing I miss the most.
Saturday, May 7, marks exactly five years since a remarkable young man passed away. Russell Beasley battled a rare genetic illness until his death at just 20 years of age. However, his kindness, selflessness, and desire to help others continues to make an immeasurable difference in people’s lives every day.
For those who knew him, the memories of an outgoing, good, generous and kind person are still very much alive. “He never met a stranger — even as a little boy,” says his mother, Sherri Dalton. “He was funny and liked joking around. He was quick witted and even a little mischievous. But he cared about everyone.”Read More
My mom passed away on 12/2/2023 and she donated her eyes to your organization. I just wanted to share some things about her. She was 67 years old from Blythewood SC. My mom was so very tough. She was the CEO of our entire family. She had 2 children, me and my brother. But she raised my 2 cousins and was raising my oldest nephew. Mom went on disability in 2008 due to her declining eyesight. She worked food service for years and really loved people. She was one of the most social and caring people on this side of heaven. She had diabetic retinopathy and so desperately wanted to regain her vision. I pray that her donation is able to help advance science or another persons life that is dealing with blindness. She was the best mom and example of a woman. I miss her so much. Thank you for letting me share some things about her.
Guy was born on October the 25, 1955 in Austin Tx to Frank and Betty Giesen. He grew up on Hancock Drive in Austin where he had many adventures and made many friends. Guy loved motorcycles and throughout his teen years he threw newspapers and cut grass to earn money to purchase his bikes. He was also into sports and grew up playing Baseball and Football. His Senior year in High School while traveling to a Football game he looked out of the bus window and down into the car beside it and saw a girl. That girl not only became his girlfriend the next week but his wife of 48 years. We married 3 months after our High School Graduation on August 31, 1974. In April of 1976 we welcomed our baby boy to the world and Guy took on the role of being a wonderful loving Daddy. We were again blessed in February of 1984 with a baby girl. Guy was our son’s baseball coach and served on the Little League Board in many positions over the years. He also coached our daughter the couple of years she played softball. He was there for every football and baseball game our son ever played and he was that Daddy that traveled around everywhere to the gymnastics meets and was always there to cheer on his favorite cheerleader.
Guy loved the outdoors and he loved taking the kids hunting and fishing. That was a favorite activity that he enjoyed until days before he Flew Home With the Angels.
Guy was a Master Craftsman in the Ceramic Tile Business. He learned the trade and became one of the Best around. He owned his own business and was well known around the Central Texas area. His motto was “Quality not Quantity” and he lived up to it.
Guy was also known for his smile by all who knew him, even on his bad days he was smiling. His smiles were always bigger and brighter when his three Grandchildren were around. He loved watching them do the things they loved…..Choir, Cheerleading, Stockshows, Baseball❤
One of his favorite activities with the Grandchildren was hanging out at the ranch. In 2021 we sold our home of 41 years in Austin Texas and started the process of building our Country Cottage in Fischer Texas. We moved in on February 9, 2022 and began what we thought would be many years of making happy memories at our “Little Piece of Paradise”. Guy built his “Man Building” with a “Party Porch” attached. He loved going out there and hanging out and listening to his favorite music from ’70’s Rock to Texas Country.
Guy was a loving person who had many many close friends. He was a kind and giving man. Our Son-n-law summed up Guy’s life up by saying “Guy had such a big and giving heart that it just finally wore out”❤
Our family finds comfort in knowing that someone is seeing through his eyes and he is still seeing through them.
God Bless You, Your Organization and the amazing Doctors that make Miracles happen.
My son Jared Butler was killed in a motorcycle accident on November 14. We donated all his organs (eyes skin and tissue) to those who needed them. Jared was always helping other people no matter how small or big the problem was. His friends called him the Rebel. He loved riding motorcycles, riding horses, playing disc golf, and being around those he loved. He had one daughter whom he loved her dearly. He had an older brother. He loved his mother, She was always there for him. We bless the person who receives sight and his organs. Jared was loved by so many.
