Austin had 20 years on this Earth and although it was short, he provided so much joy and love to all his family and friends. Austin was a son, a brother, a grandson, a friend, a cousin, and an uncle, but Austin’s greatest role was a father. His daughter is his mini-me in so many ways and he lives on through her.
I was 21 when Austin was born and getting to be his big sister was a great experience. I have amazing memories of our time together at amusement parks, trips to the beach, his first trip to Niagara Falls, and many more adventures. Austin loved the outdoors and as a child he could be found digging in the dirt, riding his bike, or taking the four wheeler around the property like a pro. Austin’s love for the outdoors returned during his time at the Credo Farm where he worked the land and found peace. His smile was infectious and his heart was huge. Austin was a good friend to so many and was there for others whenever he could be.
Even though he is my baby brother, he wanted to be my protector. When someone was mistreating me, he went on the defense and wanted to handle the situation. He would say, “You’re my sister and I’m not letting anyone do anything bad to you.”
Austin fought hard for many years to overcome the disease of addiction and was on the path to a brighter future. We will never know what happened that Wednesday night when Austin left home for what was supposed to be a quick visit with friends, but I will continue his journey on in his memory.
Austin is not defined by his addiction and I hold all my wonderful memories close to my heart. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and what could have been.