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In Loving Memory of 

Harvey Dominy

With broken hearts, we remember 21-year-old Harvey Dominy — a young man whose life was tragically cut short just hours into what was meant to be a joyful milestone: his very first lads’ holiday.

Harvey, from Merthyr Tydfil, had travelled to Benidorm in July 2024 with three close friends, excited for a week of sunshine, laughter, and unforgettable memories. It was meant to be a celebration of youth — a rite of passage shared by so many young men setting out to experience the world together.

Instead, it became a devastating tragedy.

An inquest held at Pontypridd Coroners’ Court before Coroner Kerrie Burge heard that Harvey was found dead in a budget hotel room shortly after arriving at the Spanish resort. Toxicology reports revealed cocaine, MDMA, and alcohol in his system. The combination proved fatal.

The court was told that after consuming alcohol and taking drugs, Harvey began struggling to breathe. His friends, Liam Mason and Levi Davies, later found him on the hotel room floor. Earlier that evening, videos had been shared showing Harvey slumped in a chair on the balcony, and later lying on the floor appearing “grey.” A final message sent read simply: “He’s gone.”

Those words now echo with unbearable finality.

But beyond the inquest details and courtroom testimony is the life of a young man who was deeply loved.

Harvey was only 21. An age filled with possibility. An age where dreams are still forming, where futures are wide open, where laughter comes easily and life feels endless. He had barely stepped into adulthood. There were birthdays yet to celebrate, adventures yet to take, milestones yet to reach.

For his family in Merthyr Tydfil, the pain is immeasurable. No parent expects to outlive their child. No family imagines that a holiday postcard moment will become a phone call that changes everything. Their grief is one that will not fade with headlines or time.

For his friends, what was meant to be a week of bonding will forever be marked by trauma and heartbreak. A trip that began with excitement ended in loss — a sobering reminder of how fragile life can be, especially when risks are underestimated.

Harvey’s passing also stands as a powerful and painful warning about the dangers of mixing substances. Alcohol and drugs can have unpredictable, deadly consequences — particularly when combined. What may feel like part of the party can quickly spiral into something irreversible.

Yet today, we choose to remember more than the circumstances.

We remember Harvey as a son, a friend, a young man full of energy and life. We remember the laughter he shared, the jokes he told, the loyalty he offered to those around him. We remember the excitement he must have felt boarding that plane, unaware that it would be his final journey.

To his family: may you find strength in one another and comfort in the love that surrounds you.

To his friends: may you carry his memory with tenderness and learn from the tragedy that none of you could have imagined.

Harvey Dominy’s life was brief, but it mattered. His story will not be forgotten.

Gone at 21.

Gone too soon.

Forever loved. 💔

In Loving Memory of 

Alexandra Wilson

A day that was meant to be filled with love and celebration turned into unimaginable heartbreak.

On Valentine’s Day, February 14, a tragic incident claimed the life of 26-year-old Alexandra Wilson, a young woman from Decatur whose future was filled with promise. What was described as a “joking” moment involving a rifle ended in devastating loss — a reminder of how quickly a single moment can change everything.

According to Macon County Coroner Michael Burkham, Alexandra was fatally shot inside a home located in the 1700 block of North Summit Avenue in Decatur. Decatur Police Department officers responded to the residence around 5:30 p.m. after receiving a 911 call.

The caller, identified as 25-year-old Christian D. Luthy, told emergency dispatchers that he had accidentally shot a woman inside the house. When officers arrived, they found Alexandra suffering from a single gunshot wound to her torso.

Paramedics rushed her to Decatur Memorial Hospital, where medical staff worked to save her life. Despite their efforts, she was pronounced dead shortly after arriving.

Reports indicate that the couple had been sitting together in their computer gaming room before the shooting occurred — an ordinary setting, an ordinary moment, turned tragic in an instant.

Today, we pause not to focus on the details of how her life ended, but on the life she lived.

At just 26 years old, Alexandra had so many chapters still waiting to be written. She was someone’s daughter. Someone’s friend. Someone who laughed, who dreamed, who loved. Valentine’s Day should have been filled with warmth and affection. Instead, it has become a painful date etched into the hearts of those who knew her.

Those closest to her are now left navigating shock, grief, and the unbearable weight of “what if.” They are left remembering her smile, her voice, the small everyday moments that once seemed ordinary but now feel priceless.

Her passing is also a solemn reminder of the seriousness of firearm safety. What may feel like a harmless joke or a casual moment can carry irreversible consequences. One split second can forever alter families and futures.

As the community mourns, detectives continue their investigation, processing the scene and reviewing the circumstances surrounding that evening. But beyond the investigation, beyond the headlines, there is a grieving family longing for comfort and peace.

To Alexandra Wilson’s loved ones: may you find strength in each other during this dark time. May memories of her bring warmth to your hearts even through tears. And may her life — though far too short — be remembered for the love she gave and the light she carried.

Rest peacefully, Alexandra.

You were loved.

You are missed.

And you will never be forgotten. 💔

In Loving Memory of 

Shawnquanice Q. Kimbrough

With heavy hearts, we remember and honor the life of 34-year-old Shawnquanice Q. Kimbrough, whose life was tragically taken in an act of violence that has left a community grieving and searching for understanding.

According to University of Illinois-Chicago police, the shooting occurred Tuesday afternoon at the Wood Street Parking Structure. Officers responded to the scene at 1100 South Wood Street just after 1:30 p.m., where witnesses reported hearing gunfire and seeing a heavy police presence on the third level of the garage.

What should have been an ordinary afternoon was shattered in an instant.

In the midst of this heartbreaking violence, there was one small miracle — an infant child present during the encounter was not harmed. In a moment filled with chaos and fear, that spared life stands as a fragile reminder of hope even in unimaginable tragedy.

Authorities confirmed that the suspect fled the scene before officers could make an arrest. Investigators later reported that the suspect was found deceased at a separate location. At this time, the identity of the shooter and their cause of death have not yet been publicly released.

But today, the focus is not on the violence.

It is on Shawnquanice.

It is on her life.

It is on the love she gave, the roles she carried, the dreams she held, and the family and friends now left navigating a painful void.

At just 34 years old, she had so much life still ahead of her. Birthdays yet to celebrate. Milestones yet to reach. Memories yet to create. Her absence leaves a silence that echoes deeply through the hearts of those who knew her.

For her loved ones, this is not just a news headline. It is a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend. It is laughter that will no longer fill the room the same way. It is a voice that will be dearly missed. It is a presence that cannot be replaced.

Violence has a way of rippling far beyond the moment it occurs. It touches families, coworkers, classmates, and entire communities. And in this case, it has shaken those who were simply going about their day — people who never imagined they would witness such devastation.

As we remember Shawnquanice Q. Kimbrough, we honor her humanity above all else. She was more than the circumstances surrounding her passing. She was a life. A story. A heartbeat. A light in someone’s world.

May her family find strength in one another during this unbearable time.

May the child spared from harm grow surrounded by love and protection.

May the community come together in compassion rather than fear.

And may Shawnquanice rest in eternal peace.

Gone too soon.

Never forgotten.

Forever remembered. 💔

In Loving Memory of 

Malcolm Antoine Harris

I usually don’t make posts like this, but my heart is hurting in a way I can’t quite put into words.

Just this past Tuesday night, I had the unexpected blessing of briefly chatting with a young man whose spirit left a lasting impression on me. We met in the parking garage as we were both heading home. It was late, and feeling a little like an old soul talking to someone much younger, I asked him what he was doing out at that hour.

With a calmness and maturity beyond his years, he told me he had just gotten off his second job and was finally heading home to get some rest.

Second job.

I remember being instantly amazed. I asked him where he worked, and he told me he worked at Starbucks and Chick-fil-A. Two jobs. Still smiling. Still kind. Still humble.

By then, we had made it to the elevator. He pressed his floor, I pressed mine. In those few short moments, he shared that his birthday was coming up that Saturday and that he was excited to celebrate with his church friends. There was such pure joy in his voice when he said it — no complaints, no bitterness, just excitement for life and the people he loved.

And because that’s just who I am, I yelled out, “Happy Birthday!!!”

The smile that came across his face in that moment… I will never forget it. It was radiant. The kind of smile that could light up the darkest room. The kind of smile that makes you believe everything is going to be okay. He said thank you, we told each other to be safe, and wished one another a good night.

I had no idea that would be our last conversation.

Two days later, on Thursday, I received the devastating news that Malcolm’s life had been taken. He was found deceased in a vacant home. I was hurt. I was confused. I was in disbelief.

Not Malcolm.

Not the innocent soul I had just spoken to 48 hours earlier.

Not the young man working two jobs and looking forward to celebrating his birthday with his church family.

I couldn’t believe it then… and I still can’t believe it now.

Life is so fragile. So unpredictable. One moment you’re sharing smiles in an elevator, and the next you’re left holding onto a memory that suddenly feels sacred. That brief conversation, that bright smile, that simple exchange — it now means more than I ever imagined it would.

Today should have been a day filled with laughter, celebration, cake, and friends. Instead, it’s a day filled with tears, questions, and aching hearts.

But today, I choose to honor him.

So today, I’m asking everyone reading this to help me wish Malcolm Antoine Harris a Happy Birthday.

Even though he’s not here to see it.

Even though his chair may be empty.

Even though his voice is quiet.

I’m hopeful he can somehow feel the love.

We hear about all the beautiful, joyful things that happen in heaven. We talk about streets of gold, peace beyond understanding, and eternal light. My prayer today is that the angels are throwing him the most incredible birthday celebration imaginable. That his smile — the one that lit up that elevator — is shining even brighter now.

Malcolm, thank you for reminding me in such a short encounter that hard work still exists. That kindness still exists. That joy still exists. Your life mattered. Your smile mattered. Your presence mattered — even in the briefest of moments.

Happy Birthday, Malcolm Antoine Harris.

May heaven celebrate you loudly. 💔

In Loving Memory of Kyle Bassinga

With heavy hearts, family, friends, classmates, and the wider community mourn the heartbreaking loss of Kyle Bassinga, a 21-year-old student at Georgia State University whose life was tragically cut short.

Kyle had recently been reported missing, sparking deep concern among those who knew and loved him. On February 18, officers with the Cobb County Police Department responded to a 911 call regarding a deceased person in a wooded area of Fair Oaks Park in Marietta. Authorities later confirmed that the individual was Kyle.

Law enforcement officials have stated that there were no signs of foul play at the scene and that detectives found no evidence suggesting anyone else was involved. While the investigation remains open pending the medical examiner’s final autopsy report, officials have emphasized that there is currently no evidence supporting online speculation about criminal involvement. In moments like these, clarity can take time, and authorities continue their work with care and diligence.

For those who knew Kyle beyond the headlines, he was far more than a news report. He was a son, a friend, a classmate, and a young man standing at the threshold of adulthood. Having just celebrated his 21st birthday earlier this month, Kyle was entering a new chapter of life — one filled with possibility, independence, and dreams still unfolding.

At Georgia State University, Kyle was part of a vibrant academic community in the heart of Atlanta. Like many students his age, he was navigating studies, friendships, and the journey of discovering who he was becoming. Those close to him remember his presence, his energy, and the unique light he brought into rooms. Whether through quiet determination or shared laughter, he made an imprint that will not be erased.

The days following his disappearance were filled with anxiety and hope as loved ones searched for answers. The confirmation of his passing has left a deep ache in the hearts of many. No words can truly capture the grief of losing someone so young, especially at a moment in life that should have been filled with celebration and growth.

Kyle’s family has shared that their focus now is on grieving privately and making arrangements to say goodbye. In the midst of unimaginable sorrow, they are leaning on faith, love, and the support of those around them. It is a time for compassion — a time to honor Kyle’s memory with respect and dignity.

As the community reflects on this loss, it also serves as a reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of checking in on one another. Behind every smile may be a story untold. Offering kindness, listening without judgment, and showing up for those around us can make more difference than we realize.

Today, we remember Kyle Bassinga not for the circumstances of his passing, but for the life he lived in his 21 years — for the milestones he reached, the relationships he built, and the future he was working toward. His story, though brief, mattered deeply to those who loved him.

May his memory be a blessing. May his family find strength in the love that surrounds them. And may Kyle rest in eternal peace. 💔🕊️🙏

In Loving Memory of 

Lil Poppa

The music world is mourning the heartbreaking loss of Lil Poppa, born Janarious Mykel Wheeler, whose life was tragically cut short at just 25 years old. Known for his emotional storytelling, raw vulnerability, and unmistakable voice, Lil Poppa built a reputation as an artist who wasn’t afraid to speak his truth. His lyrics often reflected pain, perseverance, growth, and the heavy realities of life — themes that resonated deeply with fans who saw their own struggles mirrored in his music.

According to reports, the devastating chain of events began Thursday in Georgia when Wheeler was involved in a car crash on Interstate 85 south of Hapeville. Authorities indicated that although the vehicle sustained damage, it remained drivable. In the aftermath of the accident, and reportedly shaken, the young artist reached out to his manager for help. Seeking guidance in what appeared to be a moment of panic and distress, he was advised to meet in a nearby parking lot at a Hilton hotel so they could assess the situation together.

Tragically, when they met, events took an unimaginable turn. Investigators say Wheeler died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound before emergency responders could intervene. The suddenness and gravity of the moment left his manager horrified and has left loved ones, colleagues, and supporters struggling to process the profound loss.

Lil Poppa’s passing has sent shockwaves throughout the hip-hop community. Fans who followed his journey from his early releases to his growing national recognition describe him as a voice for the voiceless — someone who carried his scars openly and transformed pain into poetry. His music often reflected the emotional toll of fame, personal battles, loyalty, heartbreak, and survival. To many, he was more than a rapper; he was a storyteller who turned vulnerability into strength.

Behind the headlines was a young man with dreams still unfolding. At 25, he stood at a point in his career where his artistry was evolving and his influence expanding. Those who worked closely with him speak of his dedication to his craft, his drive to succeed, and his deep care for the people in his circle. The tragedy has left not only unanswered questions, but also a heavy silence where his voice once echoed.

The music community now grieves not just the loss of an artist, but the loss of a son, a friend, a collaborator, and a human being who was navigating life in real time. His passing is a painful reminder of the unseen battles many face, even those who appear strong in the spotlight.

As fans replay his songs and share tributes across social media, one theme rises above all: gratitude for the honesty he gave the world. Through his lyrics, Lil Poppa allowed listeners into his heart. In doing so, he created connections that will not fade with his passing.

In honoring his memory, many are also emphasizing the importance of mental health awareness — encouraging open conversations, compassion, and support for those who may be struggling in silence. If you or someone you know is facing emotional distress, please reach out to a trusted person or local crisis resource in your area. No one should have to carry their pain alone.

Though his life ended far too soon, Lil Poppa’s music, impact, and authenticity will continue to live on. His voice, once poured into verses and melodies, now becomes part of his legacy — a reminder that even in darkness, expression can create light.

Rest peacefully, Janarious Mykel Wheeler. Your story, your truth, and your music will never be forgotten.

In Loving Memory of Madelyn Eitas

ROCHESTER, Mass. — The world mourns the tragic loss of Madelyn Eitas, an 11-year-old girl from Rochester, Massachusetts, who passed away following an avalanche at a Utah ski resort. Madelyn was visiting family during a vacation when this unimaginable tragedy occurred, leaving her loved ones and community heartbroken.

According to the Unified Police, authorities were notified around 12:32 p.m. of an avalanche near Brighton Ski Resort. First responders rushed to the scene, where Madelyn’s family and approximately 20 other individuals were already searching for her. In a desperate bid to find her, her brother, Cameron Eitas, used a mobile application to locate her. Emergency personnel quickly administered life-saving measures before transporting Madelyn to a hospital, where she was placed in critical condition. Despite the heroic efforts of both family and first responders, Madelyn tragically passed away. Her family was also transported for care and support in the aftermath of this devastating event.

Madelyn was described by those who knew her as a bright, joyful, and curious young girl, full of life and wonder. Her laughter, kindness, and adventurous spirit touched everyone around her, leaving an indelible mark on friends, family, and the community. While her life was far too short, the memories she created and the love she shared will forever remain in the hearts of those who were fortunate enough to know her.

The Eitas family and the Rochester community are grappling with the shock of this sudden loss. Madelyn’s passing is a poignant reminder of life’s fragility and the importance of cherishing every moment with the people we love.

As her loved ones navigate through this incredibly difficult time, the community stands together to honor her memory. Vigils, moments of reflection, and shared stories will help keep Madelyn’s spirit alive, reminding everyone of the joy she brought to the world.

Rest in peace, Madelyn Eitas. Though your time with us was far too brief, your light will continue to shine in the hearts of all who loved you.

In Loving Memory of Brittani Flanders

SAN ANTONIO — Our hearts are heavy as we mourn the untimely passing of Brittani Flanders, 29, who tragically lost her life early Thursday morning after falling from a motorcycle. The incident occurred around 12:15 a.m. near Culebra Road and Tezel Road, leaving her family, friends, and community in shock.

Brittani was riding as a passenger when the motorcycle accident happened. According to the San Antonio Police Department, the driver fled the scene, and authorities are actively investigating the circumstances surrounding the crash. At this time, no further details about the incident have been released, but law enforcement is seeking the driver involved.

Brittani’s passing is a profound loss to everyone who knew her. She will be remembered not just for her vibrant spirit and warmth, but for the love and joy she brought to those around her. Her family and friends describe her as a kind, compassionate, and spirited soul who lit up every room she entered.

In moments like these, it is difficult to find the right words to express the depth of grief and sorrow. Brittani’s life, though tragically cut short, touched countless hearts. She leaves behind cherished memories that her loved ones will carry forever — the laughter, the shared moments, and the love she gave so freely.

The San Antonio community stands with Brittani’s family during this incredibly difficult time. Her sudden loss is a stark reminder of how fragile life can be, and the importance of treasuring every moment with those we love.

Family, friends, and the community are encouraged to come together to honor Brittani’s life, celebrate the joy she brought, and keep her memory alive. While her physical presence is no longer with us, her spirit and the love she shared will continue to resonate with everyone who had the privilege of knowing her.

Rest in peace, Brittani Flanders. Your memory will forever remain in the hearts of those who loved you

In Loving Memory of a Beloved 8-Year-Old

The Jersey Coast community is holding a space of profound sorrow for the loss of a cherished young life — an 8-year-old nephew whose passing has left a family devastated. Just weeks ago, this young boy, full of potential and love, went to bed with the flu and did not wake. The tragedy occurred while the family was in Utah, but in the wake of their grief, his immediate family will be permanently relocating back to Toms River to be closer to loved ones and the community that has always supported them.

The family is now faced with the difficult task of honoring his life and legacy, including finding a reputable and reasonably priced provider for a headstone. Amidst their grief, they are seeking guidance and support from the community to ensure his memory is memorialized with dignity and love.

Thanks have been extended to Bronson & McNamara Funeral Home for generously donating their funeral services, offering comfort and support during this profoundly painful time. Their compassion reflects the care and solidarity of a community coming together to help a family navigate an unimaginable loss.

To assist with burial expenses, the family has launched a GoFundMe campaign seeking $15,000. Contributions will help cover the costs of funeral arrangements, the headstone, and related memorial expenses. The family has expressed gratitude for any support — financial or otherwise — and the outpouring of kindness is a testament to the boy’s impact, however brief, on those around him.

While words cannot heal the deep sorrow of losing a child, they can honor the life lived and provide a sense of community support. For friends, neighbors, and those who feel compelled to help, guidance on reputable headstone providers, messages of support, or donations to the GoFundMe are ways to ensure that this young boy’s memory is cherished and preserved.

This tragedy is a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the enduring love families hold for their children. Though his life was brief, his presence touched those around him, and his memory will continue to live on in the hearts of his family, friends, and community.

In loving memory of this precious 8-year-old — may he rest in peace, may his family find strength and comfort in the love of those around them, and may his legacy of joy, love, and innocence never be forgotten.

In Loving Memory of Alesia Dykes and Bernard Lyles

The community of Hardeeville is mourning the tragic loss of 40-year-old Alesia Dykes and 38-year-old Bernard Lyles, a couple whose lives were violently cut short on June 18, 2024. Once friends of the family of 50-year-old Charles Saunders, Dykes and Lyles opened their home to Saunders’ adult son during a family visit — a gesture of trust and generosity that ended in heartbreak.

According to Trasi Campbell, Saunders had been posting videos on social media showing himself holding firearms and threatening someone in the days leading up to the attack. That afternoon, a verbal argument escalated when Saunders arrived at Dykes and Lyles’ apartment. The disagreement turned physical, and Saunders followed the couple back inside their home, ultimately firing a 9 mm handgun while three children were present.

Emergency responders pronounced Alesia Dykes deceased at the scene, while Bernard Lyles succumbed to his injuries at the hospital. The couple’s children were left traumatized, with one fleeing to a relative’s home to seek help. Surveillance footage later documented Saunders attempting to evade law enforcement, including discarding his shirt containing gunshot residue and attempting to flee in a vehicle. He was eventually arrested at a Waffle House.

During the trial, Saunders’ defense argued he acted in self-defense, but the jury returned a swift verdict, finding him guilty on two counts of murder. On February 19, 2026, Saunders was sentenced to two life sentences plus five years, ensuring he will spend the remainder of his life in prison.

Beyond the shocking and violent details, it is essential to remember Alesia and Bernard for who they were — loving, generous, and deeply committed to their family and community. They welcomed others into their home, supported their loved ones, and built lives centered around care and compassion. Their tragic deaths have left a void in the hearts of family, friends, and the community who knew them.

Dykes’ sister recalled the moment she learned of the shooting through her nephew, whose words — “‘Iz shot momma and Boo Boo too” — conveyed both innocence and the profound trauma of witnessing such violence at a young age. Their children now face the difficult path of growing up without their parents, carrying the memory of that horrific day as they navigate life.

The loss of Alesia Dykes and Bernard Lyles is a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the senselessness of violence. Yet their legacy lives on through the love they shared with family and the kindness they extended to those around them. They are remembered not for the tragedy that ended their lives, but for the lives they built, the people they supported, and the impact they had on everyone fortunate enough to know them.

In loving memory of Alesia Dykes and Bernard Lyles — may their spirits find peace, may their family find strength, and may their memory inspire others to act with compassion, care, and love in a world far too often touched by violence.