Unfortunately, memories are all I have of Trevor. My sophomore year of college, I felt like I should try and get in touch with him over Christmas break. Things popped up, and we never talked. He called me once and left a message. Two days into 2nd semester, my roommate came to get me out of class to tell me Trevor had taken his own life. In my ex-boyfriends car. In the parking lot of the shopping center where we all used to hang out.
Apparently there were notes left. Someone got one early in the mail and a wild goose chase ensued, but they didn't find him in time. He did it on a night he knew HIS EMT crew would find him.
All that doesn't matter. He's gone. And I miss him. Some of our friends formed a band and now have a song about him. It makes me cry. Trevor was wonderful, and I'll never ever understand what happened. I don't think anyone does. Were the hardships of life too much for his beautiful spirit? Did reality seem too unfair to bear?
Trevor was wonderful - I don't ever want him to go unrecognized for how beautiful he was. Please - know that Trevor will never be thought of as anything less that an angel on earth for the short time we had him.