Today is your 30th birthday and all of us will be celebrating it for you by going to one of your favorite places: Magic Mountain. Sage and Shea have never been and they are so excited. I remember the first time we went, when you were seven, and the first day you would not go on any of the adult rides. Finally, at the end of the day, I convinced you to go on Revolution with me. When the ride was over, you jumped out of the car as fast as you could and ran and got back into line. You were thrilled and told me you had missed out on so much fun because of your fears. We went back again the next day though, so you were able to ride everything. I know you will be with us today. I love you with all my heart!

Was going through my favorites link file on the internet today came across your link so I thought I'd stop in to post. Haven't been out at Esco in a while so I haven't visited your number. But you are still in my thoughts. love from the family, Dee, Frank, Tyler, and Zach

When you were about four, you and Christian went to a garage sale down the street from our house with twenty-five cents tucked safely in your pocket, hoping to find a hidden treasure. When you returned home, you were filled with excitement and told me you had found the best thing of all. You opened your clinched fist and there in your palm was a little plastic gold ring with a large red stone. You handed it to me and said, "Mommy, this is for you because I love you this much," as you spread your arms out as far as they would go. I still have that ring and it truly is a treasure - one of many memories that are held tightly within my heart. Today is Mother's Day and you aren't here, but I remember each one we shared before you had to go. I love you, Cory, and wish you were here,

Cory, I was just remembering the time we played poker at your house and I was coaxed into displaying the purple pelotas. Good times. I love playing indoor and seeing your name and jersey # up there every time. It would be better if you were still on my team though. -c h r i s

Hi Cory, remember me? We spent 3 years together at Reformation. I was one grade ahead of you Christy, Jamie, Brooke, and Angie. I was looking up some people on-line today and happened to come upon your website. My heart goes out to your family and friends who feel your loss everyday. Thinking back on our school days together, I remember your kindness and humor. You were so sweet. I remember you once asked me out on a date and even though I had a crush on you, I was too shy to say yes : ) I am confident you are in a wonderful place full of joy and peace and you will be reunited with those you cherish once again. I will keep your family in my prayers.

Hey Cory~ You don't know me my name is Ellen. Your Dad has been a friend for a few years and we have talked about our mutual love for our sons. I read all 178 messages on the board and there is alot of love out there for you ~! I wish I knew you because right now you would be so fricken happy that the Chargers kicked some serious butt on the Broncos! Keeping the faith in Escondido - ed

Cory, you have no idea how hard it is for me to come here, since I truly miss and love you so much. I write the previous sentence and the eyes start getting very moist...I'm not supposed to do that, huh? I wished I could carry on a two-way conversation with you when I get (fairly frequently) a visual image of you, especially when driving in the car by myself. Enough of this! Merry Christmas to you, Sport. Take care of You and Everyone around You. Always know how much I Love and Miss You, and don't You EVER forget it. P.S. remember to save that soccer whipping for me.

I miss you brother. I won! you'd be proud. Actually you'd be pissed that I beat you. I wish you here.

Hey bro- well its been three years and Im not any happier about you being gone- had to deal with some other folks leavin too, before their time like you- another one this week actually- anyway, just sittin here waitin for mom to come over so we can get through the day together- ill talk to you more later.

I am remembering our last Thanksgiving, three years ago, as if it were yesterday. I remember standing in the front yard of Trish's house talking for about an hour before we headed home in our separate cars, and then you called me on my cell, while we were both driving, and we talked for the next half hour. We always had so much to talk about and share. I miss your phone calls and our conversations. You were so full of life and I still don't understand why you had to go. The pain of not having you near is intense and I don't believe it will ever go away. I still cry everyday, missing you more than I can say. I love you!