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Michael J. Fisher Jr.

Michael J. Fisher Jr.
(Feb. 21, 1981 - May 14, 2002)
-A song needs a reason to rhyme-

"In My Dreams"
It hurts so much inside my son,
I don't know what to say.
I long to dream, to hear
these words
"I love you dad and
everythings ok."

Drugs took my Angel from me
and spent his life away.
The boy I still love and pray for
each and every day.

Though my heart knows
he is in heaven,
the son I hoped to be
a man someday,
I long to hear these
words so badly
"I love you Dad and
everythings ok."

Love you always son, - Dad

 

Our son, Michael Fisher Jr. was a son any parent would envy. A Scout, a committed member of the church, a boy that always had a hug for anyone he met. He loved life as life loved him. A very respectful, popular boy and a role model to everyone around him. His dream was to be a policeman like his 2 Grandfathers and his Great Grandfather. He excelled in sports and at age 15 chose to experiment with drugs to fit in with the older popular kids in school sports. Drugs took an immediate hold on our son and never let go. Drugs altered his mind and personality very rapidly. The confidence, the smiles, the hugs became less and less.

For 5 painful years we watched helplessly as drugs closed one door after another. Rehabilitation, counseling, we tried anything that could help save our son until finally it reached the point where jail was the only option we had to save our son, to keep him safe from the streets. Unfortunately for all of us, the son that was once the envy of every parent wasn't meant to be that way ever again.

On May 14th 2002 he was stopped by a NY State Trooper for illegal plates. He was in a stolen car with guns taken from his Uncle's home. We presume he was taking the guns to pay off drug debts. As the one Trooper questioned the other passenger in the car, my son jumped out and fired a shot from a hand gun at the other Trooper hitting him in the hand. In return, my son was shot in the chest 7 times. Our son dead at the age of 21. His life ended in a pool of blood on a dark street, his final door closed forever.

We truly believe he wanted to die and put an end to the miserable nightmare he was living. We had shared tears together so many times and hugged each other tightly as I remembered my son telling me how he hated what he had turned into and who he was. We had learned what a drug addiction really is and how it has no boundaries in life. This is a pain our family will always hold in our hearts.

Believe me when I say drugs are abundant, even in the small towns such as ours, like never before. They are more potent and addictive than ever. Our hopes are to work on prevention at a young age before drugs become a choice and to do our best to prevent Dealers from profiting at the expense of our kids lives. We are very proud to be able to donate what we can and share some of our story with you. dammad is certainly a credit to all of us. God Bless you!

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