I saw my son on 09-03-06, he had just paid $140.00 for a campsite where he was going to try to get his life together and to be closer to his job as a landscaper. He and I got all the things he would need to camp together and he added oil to his truck, as it was smoking when he pulled into my drive only he goofed and put a bottle of transmission fluid in there instead. He was mad at himself and called his dad and I went to get oil while he drained the mess he had put in there. He was angry as I heard him say to his Dad "you tell that junkie friend of yours (skeet) to be at your house and fix my truck right this time. Oh, how I wished he would have went on to the campsite but no he had to go back to his Dads one last time. I laughed at Jamie as he was telling his dad about the truck and I commented to him that maybe he shouldn't get so upset about small things. He said "Mom, wouldn't you get upset too if some junkie who you paid to fix your car didn't fix it right". I just said Jamie, you know that wouldn't happen. He came inside before he left, sat on the couch, I was in the chair and I said "Jamie, I really hope you will get your s--- together this time because you look really bad". He pulls off his shirt to show off his weight loss and said Mama, you don't think I look good? I said no I don't, I want to see that Jamie back that was clean, so good-looking, and so sweet. He got up to leave and bent down and gave me a hug and a kiss (he had the biggest bear hugs in the world) That was about 3:30 pm. I called his Dads around 5:30-6:00pm and he wasn't there. Jamie called me back a little later and I could tell he was messed up. I said "Jamie, what have you taken since you left my house?" He said I haven't taken anything and you don't believe anything I say. He then hung the phone up on me. He had changed drastically in such a short time. That was the last time I ever spoke to my son. At about 10:00 am on 09-04-06, I called his dads house as he was suppose to call me so his Stepdad and I could help him set up the tent. No Answer. About 3:00pm, my Mom calls and is screaming and crying and said, Mary, Jamie's dead. I will never get that phone call out of my head. Maybe he's not dead, I told my husband, maybe Mom just got confused. My husband called 911 and they confirmed there had been a fatality at his Dads residence but weren't releasing any names. My husband told me no honey, he is dead. I didn't know where to go or what to do. We went to the hospital and Jamie's body had not arrived yet so we waited. Medical Examiner came in and I told her I wanted to see him, she said, I could if he were not in a sealed up bag. He came in a sealed bag so I did not even get to see him. I answered some questions and told her to use any tissue or organs that they could for it was on his driver's license to donate. Jamie couldn't even do that because she said in order to donate, the body could not be more than 12 hours old. She suspected Jamie had been dead a long time. I was so angry that his Father and some of Jamie's friends left him to die and didn't bother to call 911 even after he had told them, "Dad, you are going to be mad at me, I took some methadone." He puts a cold rag on his son and leaves him in his truck as he was snoring loudly and lay there dying. It is also believed that he was on the couch and died there but his body was moved after his death. Will I ever be sure? No, but the blanket that I gave him the night before was laying on the couch when I got there. The people at that house claims he was never seen after 7:00pm the night before. Pathology test revealed Jamie had severe pneumonia and it is believed he was out of it for many hours and that is why the phenonia set it. It was ruled a acute methadone tox with xanax as a contributing factor. A very small amount of xanax was found in his system. Nothing else. Now, where we stand through a criminal investigation is (Rumor) A woman who Jamie had been friends with her son sold him 25 methadone pills. 8 pills were found on his person and have been sent off to a lab for confirmation. Next (Rumor) is he bought someone's liquid methadone from someone he met at Wal-Mart in Concord. Which is true? I may never know. I miss Jamie so much, I think more now than when it happened. A couple months before he died, he ask me was I ready to be a grandma? I said no only because he wasn't being responsible for himself, much less a child. The girl was unsure if the baby was Jamie's as they had only slept together one time. I had tissue sample saved and sent to a DNA co and on 11-24-06, Davi was born. 3 weeks after birth, test revealed 99.99(7) Jamie had a son. He is the bright spot of my life now. Looks so much like his daddy with that dark hair and those pretty blue eyes. I know Jamie would have loved him dearly. Mary Haynes (Salisbury, NC)