Tributes to Trevor
Your sweet face is burned in my memory. The light of my life.....I was
always proud of the way you lived your life, but never more than now. As I once watched over you, you now watch over me. Thank you Lord for allowing me to have him for 32 wonderful years. I pray that someday I'll understand why.Always my hero...
I love you,
Mom
A Tribute to Trevor by his friend Alfonso (Adobe Acrobat Required)
February
23, 2005
There is no easy way to discuss the loss of a loved friend.
The unfortunate part of life is death. For those of us that
are left behind by those crossing over it is a soul searching episode in our own
lives. There is always the “Why?” question that goes un-answered. For each
individual, Trevor’s loss has a different meaning. No one else understands, no
one else feels the loss the same way we do.
The thing I learned in these past few days is that his
sudden death does not seem to make sense. I had to learn to accept – accept
the fact that I do not get to make these difficult decisions. When the Father
says “I want you to join me” then it is your turn. The question you have to
ask yourself is – am I ready? I lost my friend Trevor in a combat zone but
death occurs around us everyday.
Trevor was doing his duty – to God and Country. Death is
no more acceptable in a combat zone than it is here at home. Never let anyone
tell you that in combat you learn to accept death – Trevor fought it every
day, every night – serving his country, making us proud. He stood tall, always
on alert to protect his buddies and himself – his minute by minute fight was
against death. Soldiers are touched by every loss they see. I do not care
whether it was a fellow soldier, a civilian casualty or an enemy combatant.
The burden of a friend lost never leaves us. The way we
deal with it is to use it as a learning tool. Trevor was a part of me – now I
must live not only my life but carry the responsibility of doing something
positive in honoring his. I have learned from him that friendship is a truly
cherished piece of life. I have learned from him never to take life for granted.
I have learned from him there is a duty that transcends me as an individual. But
the most important thing I learned is that life is a precious thing that should
be lived to the fullest – every minute of every day.
When I remember and think of Trevor - I will toast him -
thank him for what he taught me,
thank him for his friendship and
thank him for his contribution to his Country.
Sincerely,
Bobby Champion Jr.
Trevor reluctantly transfers the Fantasy Football trophy to Bobby, January 2002.
Posted Mon Jul 04, 2005
I
remember Trevor,
It
devastates my heart that on July 4th,
2005
I
have to find online
that
someone I've known in boot camp
died
in Iraq...
I
was with another battalion of 23rd marines...
2/23.
I
was in Iraq with 3/23...
thought
about going over there again with 1/23...
he
was a great guy...
nice
guy
older
too...
the
crazy things u remember about a guy...
I
cried...
he
was a good man...
I
was the lay leader in boot camp and I remember how he use to have that look when
we prayed...
he
talked about Texas a lot...
man,
that
was three years ago...
now...
sigh.
God
bless all those who know him
May he rest in peace...
IN
HIM,
Jimmy
Li