In memory

In memory . . . . . . of a life so beautifully lived . . . . a Heart so deeply loved.

Hollie Gray, Organ Donor, Ontario, Canada, 1998 - 2008



Shortly before entering Grade 6, Hollie Gray died of a brain aneurysm. It was just days before her 11th birthday. On Sept. 5, 2008, 240 pink balloons were released in front of the Roseneath Centennial Public School in honor of Hollie's birthday, said Ms. Gray. Hollie died on Sept. 1, 2008.

The balloon release was the start of the Living Pink Balloon project idea, which supports SickKids Foundation and brain and behavior research. This concept is based on the idea of the living Green Ribbon created by the Trillium Foundation (gift of life organ donation), said Ms. Gray. Hollie was an organ donor and saved five lives, she said.

After Hollie's death, Ms. Gray knew that she needed to do something and wanted to give back to SickKids and raise awareness. For more information on the Living Pink Balloon project, visit the website at livingpinkballoon

Fausto Armenta, Organ Donor, New York, 2011




Fausto Armenta, a 20 year old Mexican, was considered by his older brother, Juan Armenta, to have a big heart. At age 14, Fausto crossed the border from Mexico to the United States with his brother to seek a better life. However, on the morning of May 30, the young man was found unconscious on a street in Queens and later declared brain dead by doctors at Elmhurst Hospital.
"The police have not given us any information about his death," said his brother John. "We do not know if it was racism, an accident or revenge, as he was severely beaten.

"It was a painful decision that I was not ready to make," said his brother Juan "I was hoping that my brother would recover."  While donating the organs of a loved one can be very heartbreaking, Juan added, "Part of me knew it was the right decision.

Fausto Armenta’s heart helped saved the life of a 7-year-old child.

Mandy Harrell, Organ Donor, Tennessee, 2006



Mandy Harrell was a loving daughter, fiercely protective sister, and a faithful friend. A petite 18 year old with an unquenchable love for life, Mandy had just started college to fulfill her dream of being a special education teacher when she was killed in an accident on Labor Day of 2006. Shortly before the accident occurred, she called us and said she was having the “best day” of her life. Just a short time later, she went from the best day of her life on this Earth straight into the loving arms of her Heavenly Father. Having experienced firsthand the miracle of organ donation 12 years previously, when Mandy’s grandfather (Poppy) was given the gift of a heart and kidney from a 17 year old boy who died in an accident, our decision to donate Mandy’s organs and tissues was never in question. We had 9 additional years with Poppy after his transplant and knew the joy that comes for a family when they get the news that an organ is available for their loved one.

Our family will never be the same without Mandy’s bubbly personality and her beautiful smile. While our world was forever changed, so were the lives of the six people who received her organs. Her lungs went to a 54 year old woman from Ohio. We had the privilege of meeting her this summer, and she is so grateful for the gift of new life that Mandy provided. Mandy’s pancreas and one kidney went to a 43 year old man from Knoxville who lives near our home. He now lives his life free from the constraints of dialysis and no longer requiring insulin or diabetes medication of any kind. Four others, including a little boy who was 11 when he received Mandy’s heart, received the gift of life from Mandy and are alive today.

During her participation in America’s Junior Miss Scholarship Program in July of 2005, when asked to name the hypothetical Broadway play about her life, she proudly proclaimed “Life is Short and So Am I”. She explained that she had always tried to live life to its fullest while being true to the values she had been taught. A scholarship is given each year in Mandy’s memory to a college bound student at the high school she attended. Purple and green bracelets made by her friends after her death proclaim, “Life is Short” and her initials, a reminder to all that we are not promised tomorrow. This fall, the Central High School Cheerleading Squad, on which she served for 3 years, named the cheerleading platform in Mandy’s memory to ensure that she is forever remembered at her alma mater. Each time I tell her story as a volunteer for Tennessee Donor Services, her story teaches others of the importance of donation. We are grateful for the time we had with Mandy and so pleased and thankful that her last gifts have provided the opportunity for new life to so many others.

Heath Mason, Organ Donor, Columbus, Ohio,1974 -1996



Heath Mason
1974- 1996

Heath was a son, brother, husband, uncle, friend and student.  To me he was my brother.  When we were young he was what most younger brothers are supposed to be…a pest.  He loved to tease, spy and argue with me.  I always knew he was going to be strong, he played sports better than most, he was bigger and taller than most, he was outspoken, independent, brave and he was a leader.  He had a presence that was real; you always knew that he would tell it like it is.  He wasn’t concerned with what other people thought, he was confident and even sometimes a bit cocky. 

That is why on February 27th, 1996 when I got that horrific phone call from my dad that Heath was “gone” it seemed impossible. How could a boy so big, so strong, so brave be killed in a car.  He was the last person I could ever imagine getting hurt, I mean he had become in my eyes, my “Big, little brother”. A car couldn’t hurt him?  This must not be true…

It was.

The years after Heath’s death I came to realize he knew something that most of us don’t.  Sure, we’ve all heard it, read on Hallmark cards, “Life is Short, Live Life to the fullest, Everyday is a gift”….  In his short 21 years, he really lived, he hadreal friendships, he stood up for you, had your back always.  As a son Heath was close to his parents, he didn’t wait like most of us to do this when they get older, he spent time with them and wasn’t afraid to express how much he loved them. As a husband, yep that’s right a husband, Heath didn’t mess around and shy away from commitment like most boys his age, he knew what love was and wasn’t going to wait, he married the love of his life.  As an uncle he played ball with you and carried your pictures in his wallet and made sure you got the biggest stuffed bear when you were born.  As a student at OSU Heath took school seriously, so seriously he gave up baseball and was going to be an Architect. As a brother, 14 and 4 years younger than his siblings Heath was a friend, hung out with you, watched sports together, listened to music with you, saw movies together.  For me he also was a protector, like brothers are supposed to be (he had the best role model for this) he loved me fiercely and I knew it!

Heath Mason was also an Organ Donor.  His life was full and because of his generous spirit he was able to give that gift of life to someone else.  This is not something many 21 year olds even think about, but Heath did.  He knew he had a lot to share in this life and he didn’t waste a minute of it.

We honor him and walk together.

Reverend David Moltz, Transplant Recipient, Watertown, New Hork, 1946 - 2011


WATERTOWN, N.Y.  —  Rev. David Moltz (Deacon Moltz), 64, happily passed into God's Loving arms June 19, 2011 at Loretto in Syracuse, N.Y.

He was born June 24, 1946 the son of the late Albert J. and Loneita Isabelle (Boyce) Moltz. He graduated From Boonville Central School in 1964 and from Paul Smiths College in 1966.

Rev. Moltz had worked for the New York State Conservation Department- Forestry Aide, Chicago Pneumatic Tool Company- Time Study Methods Analyst, Jackson Furniture Company-Sales, Delivery, Prudential-Agent for life, health, disability, auto, homeowners and N.Y.S. registered rep. with securities, Barry Scott Agency- began as a local agency in Watertown of N.Y.S.'s largest and elite high risk auto insurance agency- With the outperformance of many of the 23 agencies throughout N.Y.S., was promoted to Regional Manager with the agencies in Watertown, Utica, Rome, Syracuse and North Syracuse.

Rev. Moltz became disabled in July of 1994 with kidney failure and received a transplanted kidney from 'Gregory', my donor with unconditional love of his parents, Kathy and Ted. I am not sure of the families last name but I believe it is "HEROES!"

He became Ordained Permanent Deacon October 1, 1988 for the Diocese of Ogdensburg with the impositions of hands and Bishop Staniscaus J. Brzana. He was assigned to Church of St. Peter-Lowville, Church of the Holy Family-Watertown, St Elizabeth Seton- Dexter and Immaculate Conception- Brownville.

Rev. Moltz' hobbies included hunting, fishing, snowshoeing, camping, target shooting-earning every medal of the N.R.A and the name 'Dead Eye Dave.' He also enjoyed classical and spiritual music, woodworking with a scroll saw, and was a close relative to Santa Claus, bringing St. Nick to Watertown, Fort Drum, NYS Fairgrounds and surrounding areas for several years. Numerous hospitals, schools, organizations, businesses and untold number of home visits made not only the children and adults in the thousands believe, but brought the bearded ole man to happy tears of joy. 'S.C.' thanks you.

Among the organizations he belonged to are: T.A.G. (Transplant Awareness Group) to promote organ donation, to support recipients and donor families., 3rd degree of Knights of Columbus: Council No. 7598, Brownville, 4th Degree of Knights of Columbus: Council No. 0699 Watertown, Society of St. Lawrence- members are permanent deacons of the Ogdensburg Diocese and Exempt member and past President of the Lowville Fire Dept.

Surviving are a brother and his wife Albert J. and Janet Moltz, Jr. (Boonville, N.Y., and Dunnellon, Fla.) a sister and her late husband Jean and Albert Bouchard (Chases Lake, N.Y.) a daughter and partner Zoe Proper, Ellie-Grandchildren Elden and Emmett (Syracuse, N.Y.) a son Christian (Watertown, N.Y.) grandchildren- Jayde, Talon and Kayli a daughter and son in law Juliana Prentiss, Lee(Ft. Jackson, S.C.) grandsons- Andre and Adonus, a son and his wife John-Paul Moltz, Heba (Syracuse, N.Y.) several nieces, nephews, cousins and treasured friends within the Church and Community.


In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Cross International.
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Jeffrey Wayne Hedrick, Transplant Recipient, Donate Life Community Member, Canyon Lake, CA 1952 - 2011



Jeffrey Wayne Hedrick passed Saturday, June 25 at his home in Canyon Lake.

Jeff waited five years for a new liver, which he received in 2004

He finally received and was able to meet the parents of his donor. Hedrick was so moved by the experience that he quit his job in insurance and joined OneLegacy, the Los Angeles based organ procurement organization as hospital services coordinator for the Inland area.

"I am here only because of families like yours who said yes to donation at the worst times of your life," Hedrick said. "You are all heroes to us at OneLegacy."

Jeff was passionate to the mission of helping those on the transplant wait-list and will be missed by his family, friends and colleagues.


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Casey Dawn Hasting, Organ Donor, 2007, Orange, Texas


Casey was a brilliant spot of light in the lives of all that knew her. Her face always carried a smile and her mood always up beat. Though her passion was cheerleading, she excelled academically as well as athletically lettering in cross-county her freshman year and graduating Magna Cum Laude from Bridge City High in 2006. With her sights set on Forensic Psychology, she was finishing her second semester at Lamar University. During this same time she was chosen to be a cheerleader for the Southeast Texas Arena semi-pro football team the Demons. She was nineteen.

Casey's heart, kidneys and pancreas were transplanted.

Stephanie Tubbs Jones, Organ Donor, Ohio, 2008



As a trailblazer in politics, Congresswoman Stephanie Tubbs Jones was no stranger to making a difference in the state of Ohio. She was Ohio’s first African-American woman elected to Congress dedicating her life to public service by helping others. Following her death last August, it was no surprise that she was a registered organ and tissue donor and her legacy of life would continue through organ and tissue donation.

Stephanie was elected to Congress by her Northeast Ohio constituents. In the three months following her death, there was a dramatic increase in the number of people in Northeast Ohio and statewide registering online to be organ and tissue donors. Registrations rates soared 500 percent and reached an all-time high in October 2008. Since her death the total of online registrants is three times what it was over the same period one year ago.

“Over the past eight months, there has been a ‘Stephanie Effect’ throughout the state of Ohio and in particular Northeast Ohio with the number of people becoming registered organ and tissue donors,” said Gordon Bowen, Chief Executive Officer of Lifebanc, the organ and tissue recovery organization in Northeast Ohio. “Ohioans are following Stephanie’s example to help save lives.”

“Somebody of her stature, she always had the power to make a difference in people’s lives.” That is just one of many countless stories Lifebanc has heard in the surrounding communities about the Congresswoman. In churches, at health fairs and in hospitals, people have told Lifebanc they have become registered donors after seeing how Stephanie Tubbs Jones saved lives. A local donor family stated they chose to donate their loved ones organs because that is what Stephanie did.

Barbara Walker, the sister of Stephanie Tubbs Jones, said she was compelled to become an organ donor in the wake of her sister’s example. The increase in online registrants “really blew my mind,” said Walker. “I know people loved her. Stephanie was such a big part of a lot of people’s lives. But when you see something like this, it really is a testament.”

On August 20, 2008, U.S. Rep. Stephanie Tubbs Jones died after suffering a brain aneurysm. Lifebanc has worked closely with the Tubbs Jones family making every effort so that the Congresswoman’s last wish to be an organ and tissue donor and give the Gift of Life to others was realized.

“I now have a new mission,” said Barbara Walker, “after seeing the powerful effects of donation, I am on board to help in any way I can.” On April 30, 2009, the inaugural Lifebanc Legacy of Life award was presented to the family of the late Congresswoman at Lifebanc’s Legacy of Life Luncheon. The award was created to honor heroes who have educated the public about organ and tissue donation and been a catalyst for the increase in the number of individuals designating their wishes as registered organ and tissue donors. “My mom has won countless awards but this one means so much,” said Mervyn Jones II, Stephanie’s son. “It’s not just about my mother; it’s about all the lives that are being saved through organ and tissue donation.”

“She was just the type of person who basically would do whatever she could for anybody,” Walker said. And her legacy will live on through the Gift of Life.

Kayla Bergerson, Organ Donor, Minnesota, 1991 - 2008


When Kayla received her driver’s license at the age of 16 she checked the box to register as an organ and tissue donor. Sadly, that wish was fulfilled much too soon.

In November of 2008 Kayla and her sister, Katie, were on their way to meet their parents and older brother Kyle for dinner when they were struck by another vehicle. Both girls were severely injured and, tragically, Kayla did not survive her injuries. She was only 17 years old.

Kayla’s parents remembered her decision to be an organ and tissue donor from a brief conversation they had when she passed the driver’s exam and they graciously honored her decision. Because Kayla was a minor, it was up to her parents to approve her decision. “It doesn’t make me any less sad,” shares her mom, Sue. “I still miss her so much, but it’s one of the positives we look at.”

Kayla’s organs saved the lives of four people and her gifts of tissue donation will help dozens more. The shy honor roll student who was described by her friends and cousins as “goofy” with a “great sense of humor” has left an incredible legacy. She played the flute, loved to dance, draw, listen to music and travel with her family.

Joshua Abbott, Transplant Recipient & Organ Donor , Florida, 1976 -2006


Joshua Abbott was a lung transplant recipient who championed the cause of organ and tissue donation. To the legislature, he became the face of all those needing transplants.

Josh became an organ transplant recipient at age 29 and an organ donor at age 30. He died in 2006, 11 months after receiving a double lung transplant due to complications from an illness. Josh had been critically ill for many years and nearly died before his transplant. If his wait for a transplant had been shorter, it is possible he would be alive and well today. 

Josh’s parents are champions for the cause of organ and tissue donation and work diligently to inform others about the desperate need for life saving transplants.

Cameron Greenwood, Organ & Tissue Donor , 2010




In December 2010, Cameron Greenwood died due to complications from diabetes, but even after his death, he was able to help approximately 53 more people as an organ and issue donor.

Greenwood’s death in December 2010 was unexpected.

Five years before, Greenwood was diagnosed with diabetes. Smith said her son was on two types of insulin four times a day, but that never slowed him down. He met his wife, Tawny, just before being diagnosed. The couple married in 2007 and welcomed their son Elijah shortly thereafter. After graduating from Forsyth High School, Greenwood moved his family to Tulsa, Okla., where he attended Victory Bible Institute. After one year in Tulsa, the couple discovered they were about to have another child and moved back to the Branson area.

On Nov. 7, their daughter Faith was born.

Less than a month later on Dec. 4, Greenwood thought he was battling the flu, but later found out it was diabetic ketoacidosis. On Dec. 6, he went into cardiac arrest and died a day later.

Eight months before, though, he got a new driver’s license and it was at that time, he indicated on the back of the license that he wanted to be a donor.

His heart and both kidneys were in perfect condition and quickly went to three other people. Through tissue and bone donation, he also changed the lives of up to 50 other people, according to Smith.

“My son spent his life trying to make an impact on other’s lives and now he has become a hero,” Smith said. “That is the reason for the NASCAR race car in Cameron’s name, to raise awareness about the personal side of organ donation.”

In an effort to keep her son’s memory alive, Stacey Smith and her family want to continue supporting the organ donor organization, Donate Life America, in a not-so-conventional way. Through the end of August, people can go online and vote for a NASCAR design in memory of Greenwood.

“When the contest is over, the panel of judges from NASCAR will take the top 10 cars and chose one that will win,” said Smith. “If Cameron’s car wins, they will make that car for the foundation.”

She said the car will be used to promote Donate Life America, something her son, a Forsyth High School graduate, cared deeply about.

“He spent his whole life trying to save other people,” she said.

Whether the car is picked or not, the family will not see any monetary gain. NASCAR will send the family to the race to see it on the track.

“What we are trying to do in Cameron’s memory is show that donor are heroes,” Smith said

Smith is simply asking for people’s help by voting for her son’s car daily.

To vote, visit sponsafier.com and click on gallery. Cameron Greenwood’s car is No. 18. To vote, simply click on the word “vote.”

According to Smith, while the website currently indicates voting is closed on the Cameron Greenwood car, it is expected to re-open in October.

Aria MacDonald, Transplant Recipient, Auckland, New Zealand, 2006 - 2011





Aria MacDonald, the five-year-old girl who endured two liver, kidney, pancreas and small bowel transplants to fight a rare condition, has died in hospital.

Aria, from Auckland, received the transplants at Nebraska Medical Center in Omaha in February and May last year but was then diagnosed with post-transplant cancer.

She suffered infection after infection as she tried to recover.

Mother Anita MacDonald announced the news on the family's blog. ''Her [Aria's] five years of life has been one of hardships, struggles, pain, suffering and sorrow; yet we know that she has gone to a place where she need not be bothered by these things any longer.''

She was born with a rare condition that stopped her digesting food.

Her cancer - a rare complication of organ transplants - was caused by the Epstein-Barr virus, which also causes glandular fever.

Aria turned five two weeks ago, and the family had hoped to take her to Disney World to celebrate, but she was too ill.


"For I know the plans I had for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11"

Gina Morri, Organ Donor, Little Canada, Minnesota 1995-2011



Gina Morri was jogging with her gymnastics team when she was struck in Little Canada.

Morri was eulogized as a caring, upbeat person who was supportive of her teammates, as well as a talented gymnast.

Yet, through deeply saddened by her death, students said the loss has brought them closer.

Morri's death was able to help save the life of a man at Mayo Clinic through organ donation.

Benjamin Kopp, Organ Donor, 1988 -2009




Cpl. Benjamin Kopp gave his life. And then he saved one. An Army Ranger who had been on his third tour of duty, Kopp was buried Friday at Arlington National Cemetery. Sadly, it's a familiar story: a young man dead before his time, shot by unnamed enemies on the other side of the world. On July 10, his unit attacked a Taliban safe haven in Helmand province, according to the 75th Ranger Regiment. The fight lasted several hours, resulting in the deaths of more than 10 Taliban fighters, but Kopp was shot in the leg.

He was flown to Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany before being transferred to Walter Reed Army Medical Center in the District.

But this time, there was a renewed life, too. Kopp wanted to be an organ donor. And after he died, his heart was transplanted into a family member's friend who had a rare form of congenital heart disease. In addition to his heart, doctors removed his kidneys, pancreas and liver for transplant.

Chad Wieneke, Organ Donor, South Dakota, -2008




September 24, 2008, dawned bright and clear. Chad Wieneke, son of Glenn and Jackie Wieneke of Lismore, started his workday at Pace Manufacturing in Brandon, South Dakota. Not long into the morning, Chad suffered a heart attack that would prove to be fatal. He was just thirty-five years old.

Glenn and Jackie received a telephone call that day, informing them that Chad had been rushed to a hospital in Sioux Falls. The couple rushed to their son’s side. There was nothing more the doctors could do for Chad. It was then that members from LifeSource approached the family, asking about the possibility of donating Chad’s organs. “Chad had renewed his driver’s license about a month prior to his death. At the time, he told me that he had checked the box that asked for consent to be an organ donor,” says Jackie, “I had not remembered that until that day in the hospital. I knew it was his wish, but [I thought] ‘did he want to do it? did he know he would be called on so soon’?” The members of LifeSource spoke to the family for a long time that day. “I wanted them to treat him with respect,” recalls Jackie. Although bereft with grief, the family felt strongly about honoring the decision Chad had made a month earlier when he indicated his desire to “donate organs, tissues, and eyes to save or enhance someone’s life through transplantation.”

As of January 2011, ten people had benefited from Chad’s gracious gifts. Seven people, ranging in age from 17 to 67, have been recipients of bone and connective tissue, utilizing a total of 23 tissue grafts. These recipients were from the following states: Minnesota, California, Texas, Ohio, New Jersey and North Carolina. Three more people, a woman (age 58) and two men (one age 72, the other age 76), received femoral and saphenous vein grafts. The Wienekes received a letter from LifeSource that stated, “Chad’s gift of tissue donation has made a tremendous difference not only in the life of the individuals who received that gift, but also in the lives of the recipient’s friends and family. Chad lives on in a legacy of kindness because of his gift.” Jackie says, “It’s so nice to know that Chad, who had a big heart, has continued to help people long after his death.”

Chad was always a loving, caring person, according to his friends and family. “He loved to help people, to teach, to share his time,” says Jackie, “he loved to teach youngsters how to hunt and fish.” Friends since they were “old enough to walk,” Todd Loosbrock remembers that Chad had always had a great capacity for caring. “The donor thing doesn’t surprise me at all,” says Loosbrock, “Chad was always very aware of the emotional side of people – he genuinely cared about others.“

Scott Nath, another long-time friend of Chad’s, was with him the night before he died. Nath says, “Chad would have done anything to help anyone out – he was always thinking of other people. He would not have hesitated to be a donor – he would have said: ‘why wouldn’t someone become a donor’?” On the evening before his death, Chad told Scott that he was going to see his twenty one-month old son, Joshua. “Chad was a very good father,” says Nath, “his heart and soul were into his son.” Plans were in place for Chad to marry Joshua’s mother in October of that year.

Chad himself had some prophetic words for life, written during his sophomore year of high school, where he was active in football, basketball and baseball. In a poem written for an assignment in Mrs. Kruger’s English Class (dated May 2, 1989), Chad’s wrote: “Life” ~ The world is a big stadium of life, as we play the game. We are put up against many challenges - some are easy, some we win, some we lose.” Chad might have lost his life, but he came out winning as he helped others regain theirs.

David deSabla Jr., Organ Donor, Maryland 1981- 2010




In February 2010, David deSabla Jr. had gone skiing with friends in Garrett County. The 29-year-old hurt his knee in a fall and later stopped breathing.

He was an organ donor and DeHaven later learned that his liver, heart and kidney had been transplanted into three different men. His donation, which helped provide a new heart for Baltimore resident Michael Yater, is one of 30 stories that will be used during the month of April in an effort to encourage organ donation.

"He was just a really good guy and it was one of those horrible, tragic, freak things that happen," said DeHaven, of Annapolis. "We're just the kind of people where (organ donation) wasn't even something we thought about; it was just what you do."

Friends and relatives described deSabla as having the "heart of a lion." At his memorial service, friends told about how he took a homeless man into 7-Eleven and told him to pick out anything he needed, and how he bought diamond earrings for his friends' newborn daughters. He was the oldest of four and in 2007, deSabla earned a culinary degree from the Culinary Institute of America in Hyde Park, N.Y.

Alexa Kersting, Waiting for a Transplant, 1990 - 2004



Across the country Alexa has become the face of those who are waiting.

Alexa Kersting of West Fargo died July 15, 2004 at the age of 14 while awaiting a double lung transplant.

Alexa’s parents originally undertook this project as a means to express their grief and to raise awareness of the importance of organ donation. It is "Alexa's Hope" that one day soon there will be an end to people dying on the waiting list, because the answer to organ donation will always be, "Yes!"

Alexa’s parents, Monica and Loren, began creating awareness by telling their personal story at the local, regional, state and national levels to both medical communities and the general public. While stories from donor families and grateful recipients were commonly shared, no one had ever shared the story about what it was like to be waiting and most of all, to have waited and lost.

Another avenue for creating awareness is through Monica's watercolor art, with future plans to expand, using inspiring art in many forms for awareness and fundraising.

Alexa’s Hope is dedicated to providing accurate, easily accessible information to those families whose loved ones have been added to the almost 100,000 people waiting for organs.

In addition to Monica and Loren’s speaking engagements and the sale of Monica’s art, Alexa’s Hope will be providing information to parents whose children are awaiting transplants.

Monica and Loren know first hand what it is like to be told that the only way your child can go on living is with a transplant. They also know that parents’ primary responsibility when hearing this news is to care for the child and follow through with medical appointments. There is little or no time for research and the information out there is overwhelming.

Alexa's Hope: Donate Life Project
Alexa Kersting died July 15th, 2004 at the age of fourteen, while awaiting a double lung transplant. Her mother, Monica, began creating art to raise awareness of the importance of organ donation and as a means to express her grief. The artwork below is available as both prints and greeting cards from fargostuff.com (click here).

Tony Balboa, Alice, Texas, Organ Donor, 1990 - 2011



Tony loved to ride his bicycle. But, like nearly everything else, he did it for a reason bigger than himself.
The ride 11 days ago, May 25, was one of his last training rides before the 60 mile Race Against Hunger in Mission. Proceeds benefitted a Rio Grande Valley food bank.
It was the first event where he would test his new $2,000 racing bike.
It seems too coincidental, too fateful, too tragic to say that Tony Balboa fulfilled a mission on this narrow stretch of farm road among the grain fields and brushy pastures outside Alice.


But this is where it happened. Here, 11 days ago, at 5:36 p.m., as the melty blacktop and its faded yellow stripes emitted heat waves that blurred the brown sorghum and blue sky into an impression of themselves.

"It's too hot," Tony's mother, Patty, told him before he left for his bike ride. "Stay home and have dinner with us."

They would fry the redfish his grandfather caught.

"It's fine," Tony protested. "I'll be back in an hour."

It was 94 degrees.

"Always remember," he said, "that if I'm in an accident, you should donate my organs."

He tightened his helmet. He clipped his shoes into his pedals. He rode.
Tony loved to study biology and medicine. Like nearly everything else, he did it for a reason bigger than himself.

His father got out of the hospital in December just in time to watch him graduate with honors from the University of the Incarnate Word in San Antonio. He finished a semester early. This surprised no one.

And while Tony spent hours in books, his mind, heart and body found time to go everywhere.

To his nephew's Cub Scout troop, spending a weekend helping them earn their forestry badges.

To build houses with Habitat for Humanity.

To Holy Trinity Catholic Church, Sunday mornings at 6:30, to serve breakfast to the parishioners.

Luis Lane, grand knight for the San Antonio council of the Knights of Columbus, a Catholic service fraternity, worked those mornings beside Tony, cutting vegetables, scrambling eggs and rolling tacos.

"It sounds provincial," Lane said, "but if I had a daughter, he would be the kind of guy I would have loved for a son-in-law."

Tony met his girlfriend, Andrea Gonzalez of Harlingen, one night in Corpus Christi. A biomedicine student, she attended Texas A&M-Kingsville.

Tony found a way to combine his love of Andrea, his love of medicine and his love for his family and his community so that no thing was separate from the others.

On dates, he couldn't walk past a moth or a caterpillar without collecting it for his entomology studies. And dates with Andrea more often than not turned into dates with his parents and hers. They couldn't believe he had coaxed their shy daughter from her shell, let alone stolen her heart.

He had won over the nurses, too, at Christus Spohn Hospital Kleberg in Kingsville.

There, he shadowed Dr. Gilberto Sosa, a family practice physician who made his rounds at the hospital on weekends. For three months, Tony came, sharply dressed, eager to learn, cordial with the patients.

Sosa asked Tony to run the practice in Kingsville when he retired. Tony just smiled. He couldn't say no, but his heart was in Alice, not Kingsville. He wanted to open his own practice and help people back home who couldn't afford health care.

On the rounds with Dr. Sosa, Tony saw the failures: the livers, kidneys and hearts for which there was no cure.

"We talked about the hardships in the profession and raising a family and how we deal with death," Sosa said. "This wasn't a common topic. But when I would talk about some people dying, one time he brought it up: He said, 'That's what I would do if I died. I would like my organs donated to help other people.'"

"It's good," Tony told Dr. Sosa, "because your life goes on."

"BJ" Alailima, Organ Donor 1991- 2005


~BJ, YOUR MEMORY LIVES ON~

BJ is our little cousin. He was the youngest of 5 boys. He died of a brain aneurysm at the age of 14 years, and 10 days short of 8 months. He leaves behind his grandparents Niula'ititi Harry (Also on FAG) & Ario Hopkinson; Papali'itele Petoni & Eseta Ala'ilima. His parents Papali'i Fetuao Ala'ilima & Marilyn Hopkinson. His 4 brothers Petoni, Kevin, Hale, And Mikey. One nephew, TJ Malaetele Ala'ilima. He is well loved and missed by so many. BJ made such a difference in so many people's lives. He had a smile that was contagious, and a heart that was bigger than he was. BJ stood 6'2" BJ was the gentle giant. He respected everyone. The age group of his friends ranged from little kids, to grown adults. BJ loved music, but most of all football. He loved the Raiders. His passion was football, there was no doubt in his mom's mind that BJ would have made it to college playing ball. His ultimate dream was to play pro.

BJ's high school, Gardena High School in Gardena, California retired his football jersey, #58.

On Sunday, October 31, 2005 BJ went out trick or treating like many other kids. He went to the Calvary Christian Church with family members. Who would have ever thought that would have been his last full day on earth. On the morning of Monday, November 1, 2005 BJ woke up for school but complained of being dizzy and that his head hurt. 911 was called when his mom felt something was really wrong. BJ was sitting on the edge of the couch and fell forward on to the floor. He was rushed to one hospital, then to another that specialized in pediatrics. BJ received a craniotomy that day. BJ was kept on the machines for 7 more days, but as days went on test would reveal that he was brain dead. On November 8, 2005 at 7:52p.m. the decision was made to remove BJ off of the machines, and at that time BJ passed away peacefully with his family and friends by his side and in the waiting room. Not once did his mother leave his side. She didn't go to work and slept at that hospital from day one. What was not known until after his death was that BJ was born with a anteriovenous malformation which caused the intracranial hemmorhage (brain aneurysm). Searching information, it is very rare that a child has a brain aneurysm.

Through BJ's death, he gave life to 4 others.

His right kidney was transplanted into a 44 year old man in Arkansas. He is married, has three children and enjoys fishing and watching football. His kidney function is good after receiving the transplant.

The left kidney and heart were transplanted into a 67 year old man in Southern California. The gentleman is married and the father of five children. The transplant center reports that he is doing well.

A 53 year old woman is the recipient of a pancreas transplant. She is divorced and has one child. This recipient works as a social worker and loves to cook. Her transplant was a success and she no longer needs to use insulin to manage her blood sugar level.

(Hey Buddy.... Can you believe I met Daniella yesterday, the receipient of your pancreas?? I know you were there son, when your phone went off when we first embraced, we were all shocked and amazed.....especially when your phone was off, but not surprised BJ. I knew you would be there too, it was a very good meeting. She's also a single mom, her daughter is Alexandra, who is just as beautiful as her mother. She's a very beautiful woman, very loving, grateful and thankful of your gift of life BJ. You have made a huge difference in her life, one that we would have never known until yesterday. We laughed because she asked me if you loved peanut butter and I told her yes, that one of our favorites was waffles and peanut butter, she couldn't believe it BJ. She never liked peanut butter before, and just started craving peanut butter, eating it directly from the jar, and with waffles. You are a part of her BJ. She hasn't had any problems with your pancreas, she feels peaceful and calm, no complications whatsoever. This is truly a testament of who you are son. You are a blessing, and I miss you so much. Thank you for always watching over us. Thank you also for watching over your brother, it could have been worse, but I know you and grandpa were there. I love you son, and I miss you so very much.
- Mom)

The liver recipient is a 51 year old single man. he is the father of two children and he worked as a truck driver. The gentleman enjoys music,wood working and cars. He is doing well.

BJ's heart is still beating out there, and I know the 67 year old man not only is strong as ever, but has a heart of gold.

A special THANK YOU to Alyssa Ashley Avelar's mom Lori for planting a orange tree in BJ's honor and memory. THANKS A MILLION LORI AND FAMILY, MERE WORDS CAN NOT EXPRESS OUR FEELINGS OF GRATITUDE!!!!!!!

My heatfelt THANK-YOU'S to everyone who has left a token of thoughts on BJ's memorial. It warms our hearts at every token of kindness that is left behind. You all are very dear and caring people. THANK YOU! Can you imagine if he had this many flowers at his gravesite? :o) His mom and I truly appreciate the show of love and support.

Hernan Aispuro, Organ Donor, 1993 - 1999




It was Valentine’s Day 1999, and the Perez family celebrated by traveling to the nearby mountains to enjoy the

snow. As soon as they parked their car, Eva Perez' six-year old son Hernán Aispuro jumped out and took off downhill on his home-made sled before she had a chance to stop him. He hit a tree, and by the time Eva reached him, he had lost consciousness. Hernán was airlifted by helicopter to the nearest hospital, but it was too late.

“I saw how they fought to save his life, but it wasn’t meant to be,”  said Eva, a 42-year old Mexican woman, who shortly after was  approached about donating her child’s organs. “I had never heard of that procedure, but I felt good. I did not want him to die; it was a way for him to keep living.”

A few months after the donation, Eva received a letter with information about the people Hernán had saved: a two-year old boy had received his heart; a nine-year old girl had received his liver; and a man and a woman each received one kidney. “I cried when I got the letter. I keep that piece of paper like his birth certificate, old and crumbled, but it is like a piece of gold,” said Eva.

Eva’s dream was to meet one of her son's recipients, and she tried for six years with no success. Finally, she received a letter from the little girl, now a teen, who had received Hernán’s liver.

She did not know how to react. “I didn’t have the courage to answer the letter for a whole year. I would start crying and I could not reply, even though I was dying to do so. I can’t explain it,” she said.

When Eva finally answered, she received an immediate reply and within a week, she had a date to meet the teen and her family. “Meeting her gave me a lot of peace, to know that they were taking care of him. Before that I felt kind of desperate. I would ask myself, ‘Where is he?’ Our meeting calmed me,” Eva recalled.

It’s been seven years since the tragic accident. Eva goes to the cemetery with her husband and three other children every Saturday between Halloween and Christmas to visit Hernán and decorate his grave.

“My son was a very happy boy and he would not leave me alone for one second. He liked to do everything and he always shared his things.”

Both Eva and her husband Arnoldo participated in volunteer training so that they could become active in
promoting organ and tissue donation in the Latino community of Los Angeles. They are firm believer that
Hernán can continue to save more lives, not just the ones he touched directly. “If we don’t go out there and volunteer, Hernán is not going to save more lives. He inspired us and we continue with his mission,” she stated proudly.

Don Blair, Organ & Tissue Donor, Dayton, Ohio, 2007

We often stated Don (pictured second from left) was a symphony to our souls. He resonated throughout our lives striking every possible note and cord; both major and minor. His life exemplified that symphony. Don was a highly diverse and eclectic individual. He was as comfortable on the football field as he was creating works of art and poetry. He loved life and life loved Don. He was born confident and strong willed, with a high level of energy and a determination to succeed. These attributes were to mark Don's life.

Don was a goal setter who chose to pursue and live out his dreams. Don graduated from Texas Christian University, with a degree in Entrepreneurial Business and a minor in Fashion Merchandising. In the continued pursuit of his dreams, following graduation, he sold his car, took that money and moved to New York City. He talked his way into an internship paying $10.00 a day, convinced he would prove his worth to the company in a short period of time. From that humble beginning, in three short years, he became the Junior Financial Controller for the US division of a ninety million dollar Italian clothing firm. Don was constantly networking, developing relationships and touching lives with his dedication, enthusiasm and love of the chase. We enjoyed living vicariously through his daily emails or phone calls. He was so full of hope and commitment to his future. Even when discouraged, Don was not defeated. His contacts with us were full of his upbeat philosophy as well as constructive criticism of himself. It was Don's hope and desire to impact the lives of others and to be a positive influence in the world. Little did we know how that hope was to be fulfilled.

Don was scheduled to return home to Dayton May 27, 2005 for the Memorial Day weekend. He had become weary of the frantic pace of New York City life and wanted to retreat home and take a quiet break to renew his spirit. Upon arrival to the airport, he learned his flight home was overbooked. Don and his roommate/cousin, Brent, were unable to board the plane together. They chose to re-book their tickets for the next morning with the added incentive of a free voucher for future travel. He was disappointed to be cutting short his weekend home and telephoned to say he missed us and was looking forward to seeing us in the morning......

We received a phone call later that night informing us Don had been struck by a van while riding his bicycle to the store. Brent later joined him at the hospital and called to let us know the severity of the injuries. After speaking with Brent, we realized we needed to be in New York with Don. During the ten hour drive to the city from Dayton we communicated with the hospital staff on a regular basis. Within the first four hours we knew that Don had suffered a non survivable brain injury and had likely suffered brain death. The New York Organ Donor Network was contacted thus starting the wheels in motion to ensure that Don had the opportunity to impact the lives of others. Don's untimely death was defined by sharing a gift of his life. James Adams, an American historian once said, "The greatest use of a life is to spend it for something that will outlast it." exemplifying Don's wishes.

The final chapter of Don's life is defined by saving the lives of the seven recipients of his organs. A single mother who works hard to provide for her family received Don's pancreas. Two people received his kidneys and no longer require frequent and lengthy dialysis treatments. Don's heart remained in the city he loved. A lawyer in New York City is now practicing law with one great "big" heart and a father of five received a portion of Don's liver. A five-month-old baby received the other portion of this organ and now has hope and a future as a result of Don's gift of organ donation. Don has provided the opportunity for over 50 people's lives to be enhanced by his gift of tissues. Don's gift of life to others will outlast his own. He was able to positively impact the lives of so many others who now have the opportunity to continue their lives and leave their own positive mark in the world.

In conclusion, we would like to share a quote found on Don's laptop under "note to self.....":

"DO NOT WAIT FOR THINGS TO HAPPEN TO YOU...MAKE THINGS HAPPEN TO YOU. You are responsible for the majority of your overall happiness: your success, your accomplishments, your life. Take control while you have the time, the resources, and the energy. Practice on being the best possible person you can be. This is your one chance, make it count."

Kerry Hutchins, Waiting for a Transplant, Sparta, Michigan, 1977 - 2010


Hutchins, who has cystic fibrosis, has been on the transplant list for three years. She's been hospitalized at the University of Michigan Health Systems since April, when a helicopter brought her there from Spectrum Health Butterworth in Grand Rapids, her lungs chronically clogged with mucus brought on by her disease.
"She has struggled for the last couple weeks," her dad, George Roby, said Wednesday. "Her medical team decided she's no longer strong enough to take a transplant.

"I'm in denial," says Roby, of Cascade Township, his voice catching. "Now they're going to make her as comfortable as possible and try to let her die with dignity." Roby says the family is working to get Hutchins' brother, Lee, here from Montana. "She wants to see him while she's still alive," Roby says, "instead of him just seeing her at the funeral."

The family is struggling with the news, Roby says, but taking comfort that by Hutchins sharing her story, and putting a face to the issue of organ donation, more people may have signed up to be organ donors.
"I'm sad," Roby says, "but if she passes, at least she's left a legacy."

Michigan ranks 42nd nationwide in the percentage of registered drivers who have officially expressed their wish to be organ, eye and tissue donors. Many residents are not aware it isn't enough anymore just to sign the back of their driver's license or state ID. You have to join the Michigan Organ Donor Registry by going online or visiting a Secretary of State office.

"I told her I'm sorry there won't be a transplant," Roby says of his daughter. "And she said, 'Oh, there'll be a transplant.'" Roby has to pause. "But she means the other way -- she'll be giving her organs." Hutchins is a registered organ donor.

"She's an angel," her dad says.

Roy Irwin Heck III, Organ Donor, April 17, 1988 - April 1, 2010,


As Roy’s Poem as:
Even as a toddler, Roy was full of life, running and playing, without any strife.
Energy all day, he lived without care, from where did it come, maybe that red hair?
He took a liking to ball, to run around bases, he put a big smile, on everyone’s faces.
A swing and a hit, which ball was long gone, and his love for that game, his love carried on.
“It’s time to grow up now, get you a job,” “A job is for sissies, its fishing I love.”
With pole in hand, he headed to the lake, proud of his catch, a picture he’d take.
He would call late at night, when he ran out of beer, “Mom, can I get 20”, he’d ask without fear.
Mom would say no, she did it with care. If Roy did not say “Love you momma”, it would be rare.
He lived without care, and marched to his own beat, he needed to live, live life on his feet.
His time would come quick, “God, he was just born”. Saved at 16, he is now in God’s arms.
Roy will be missed, by all that he knew, but some day we will see him, this you hold true.
You see, God needed a soldier, to help lead the great fight.
He will rise up his sword, and he will show us his light.


Roy was in an accident on March 29, 2010 coming back from a week of riding the rapids with his friends in New Braunfels, Texas. We had my son for three days after his accident at which time we let God take him home so others could have the gift of life. He was able to give four people a second chance of life with five organs.

That was the start of the blanket ministry. Named after my son Roy Heck, “It’s a “HECK” of a Blanket” was born. We make blankets for those who lose a loved one and who become organ donors. On the blankets are words of scripture and comfort.

Roy’s legacy will live on through the four lives he saved, but it will also live on though the blankets that touch those in their darkest hour. Roy was our hero before death and through his generosity is a hero after death.

Christopher Paturzo III, Tissue Donor, Los Angeles, CA 1972-2007



Chris was a very active and energetic boy. He spent his early years in Colorado hunting, fishing, camping, riding his bicycle and playing sports. He was always interested in motorcycles. At the age of seven he traded his horse, AJAX, for his first dirt bike. As a teen and young adult, Chris had some difficulties but with the love, prayers and support of his family he turned his life around. Chris enjoyed riding quads and dirt bikes at Gorman, Pismo and Glamis with his younger sister Michelle, her family and his many friends. His eyes would sparkle and he would grin from ear to ear when he told his dad and me about his latest adventure.

When we met Chris at his favorite Mexican Restaurant for dinner, we had no idea that would be our last meal together as a family. He was on his way home when he was involved in a motorcycle accident. After six long days, three major surgeries and complications our precious son was declared brain dead by the medical staff.

The doctor asked us if Chris was a donor. We had never discussed donation with Chris other than to let him know that his dad and I were registered donors. We had no idea his life would be ending before ours. Because Chris had such a loving heart and was always reaching out to help others, we agreed to donation. We painfully said our goodbyes, took him off respiratory support and left the hospital without him. Less than an hour later a lady from OneLegacy called. She told me Chris had registered as a potential donor at DMV three years prior to his accident. It is comforting for us to know that Chris’s wishes were granted.

Chris’s compassionate decision to donate has made it possible for many others to live and have a better quality of life. This is helping our family in our difficult journey towards hope and healing. As the Mother of a Donor Son and an Ambassador for Donate Life, I am honored to share my son’s story with others in hopes that they, too, will consider donation.

Trevor Osler, Tissue Donor, Montana, 1987 - 2008



Trevor died in a car accident on Nov. 19, 2008. When he died, Trevor was just 21 and a student in web programming at Flathead Valley Community College.

His family honored his wishes to become a donor by donating Trevor’s tissue and bone.

“Knowing he had made that decision in advance made it easier — it took the weight off of us,” Scott Osler said. “In all that was wrong that night, here was something good. It makes me realize what kind of a man my son was.”

He said Trevor had just renewed his license that year and made the choice to donate. A law enforcement officer on the scene of the accident noted the donor choice and alerted LIfeCenter Northwest.

Osler said the call he and Tracy received from the procurement center was difficult but they knew Trevor wanted to help others in the event of his death. Since then, they have attended yearly life celebrations that bring together donor and recipient families.

“You talk about a powerful thing,” Osler said. “You really feel good when you leave there.”

Chris Gulfman, Organ Donor, South Carolina, 1971 - 2006




Chris Gulfman was brash, with a very frank New York manner. He was driven, and passionate about his work as an upstate news photographer. At 35-years-old Gulfman was a loving husband, a generous friend, often the life of the party.

“He was always prepared for everything," said friend Brad Willis, “Chris had signed up to be an organ donor when he got his driver's license like anybody can and his wife was the one who made the decision that he would give his organs.”

When Chris died suddenly from an undiagnosed brain tumor, his organs survived, and so did the 7 people who received life-saving organ transplants, like Caroline Eschenberg.

"Somebody decided to donate and they didn't know me from Adam,” said Eschenberg, “they didn't know me at all. It's humbling, it's awe inspiring it the most selfless act that anybody can do and it saves lives, it saved my life."

Caroline fought diabetes since she was 14, was on dialysis and needed a new kidney and pancreas to survive.

“I wouldn't be sitting her if it weren't for them, my life, it would be gone, it's an incredible gift.”

Now, because of her donor, she and her dog named "second chance" are still together and her donor is still with us, just like Gulfman.



Hope Rocks started with a group of people who wanted to celebrate the life of a friend who died way too young. That friend would have turned 40 on Friday, June 17, 2011. Chris Gulfman died five years ago from an undiagnosed brain tumor, and at that time, his family made the decision to donate his organs. Seven people are living a better life today because of Chris. His friends decided to honor Chris’ life by helping to save others. That’s why they’re organizing Hope Rocks to benefit Donate Life South Carolina.

Francisco "Paco" Rodriguez, Organ Donor, Chicago, Illinois, 1984 -2009

In the days before his title shot, Chicago boxer Francisco "Paco" Rodriguez had scaled the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art with his family to pose next to the famous "Rocky" statue.
Yet this time, the scene of triumph would give way to tragedy.
On Friday night, the former Golden Gloves champ known to Chicago fans as "Kid Aztec" collapsed in the ring in front of his father and brother, two former boxers working the corner as his managers. He had suffered fatal injuries at the end of a brutal slugfest with another fighter.
Rodriguez had a devoted following in Chicago's Mexican community. He billed himself as "El Nino Azteca," or "Kid Aztec, and his entourage often entered the ring in sombreros to the drumbeats of banda music.
Even Hernandez, a Puerto Rican, joined the show of cultural pride when he worked in Rodriguez's corner. "When he fought, we were all Mexicans," he said.
Friday night, Rodriguez had lost to Teon Kennedy in a battle for the USBA super bantamweight title. Rodriguez was nearly knocked out in the first round but came back to send Kennedy reeling. A late barrage by Kennedy in the 10th round caused the referee to stop the fight.
Hernandez, who assisted Rodriguez's father and brother in the corner, said the fighter initially didn't seem badly hurt. But moments later, the boxer complained that he was "sleepy" and his body went limp.
He died after surgery in a Philadelphia hospital.

"'One heartbeat for Francisco was like three for someone else. And his lungs? The kid ran every day and was never out of breath. It would be such a waste for his organs to not help someone else.'"


Evaristo, Paco's father brought up Alex's then-9-month-old daughter Alejandra, who was born with just one kidney. But doctors had told Alex and his wife that a transplant was not necessary.


Maria, Paco's Mother immediately thought of her cousin Ramón, who was on dialysis and on the transplant list in Chicago in need of a kidney, and she was assured he would receive the organ if it was a match.


The final decision was left up to Sonia, Paco's wife, but she did not need convincing. She and Paco had discussed organ donation, and both agreed it would be the right thing to do. And aside from initial trepidation from Tito, who had flown back home to Chicago, the family was in full support.


"This was one of the easiest conversations I ever had with a family," Andrews said. "There was no hesitation. It seemed like this was something in line with what Paco and his life was about."


At the time of Paco's death, there were approximately 108,000 people waiting on transplant lists in the U.S., including more than 6,000 in Philadelphia.


Paco's dreamed of being a hero

"He would always tell me he wanted to be a hero," Sonia said. "So I said if that was his goal in life, then we're going to do it for him."

Paco was able to donate his heart, lungs, Liver, and kidneys - truly a HERO

Chris Henry, Organ and Tissue Donor, North Carolina 1988 - 2009


Chris Henry the Cincinnati Bengals receiver died December 16, 2009 from massive head injuries after he fell out of the back of a pickup truck in North Carolina.  

Chris's mother, Carolyn Glaspy had to make a difficult decision.  When she returned to his room and sat down next to Henry, still on a respirator.

"I went back and held Chris' hand. I could feel his heart still beating. Chris was always a giver. He always wanted to do something for someone else.

"I talked to him about the decision I would have to make. I told him, 'They're asking me to donate your organs and tissues, and I think you'd want that,'" she says.



Chris's Lungs, live, heart , two kidneys and tissue were recovered.
Chris Henry lives on.....

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