In Loving Memory of Timothy Christopher Galvin 4/21/1989 ~ 11/8/2007 Timara's Story
"I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me"
(2 Samuel 12:23)
My son Timothy Christopher Galvin was 18 years old when he died of a methadone overdose on November 8, 2007.
Tim was a soldier in the Army National Guard and would have been deployed for Iraq in November 2007, but he had scored a 56 on his ASVAP test for enlistment. His Sergeant said this was one of the highest scores he had seen in 6 years. Therefore, he was eligible for the college first program which means he would not be deployed if he was enrolled in college.
He was at a party on November 7 2007. I was told that he had been drinking liquor and that was unusual, he was one of these "black out" drinkers...he could not remember anything that had happened the night before. One time some boys from out of town got him involved in a poker game and stole all his money, his cell phone, his jacket and left him in Spavinaw outside on a friends porch after he passed out. That is when he realized that liquor was not his thing, after that he never had more than a few beers to drink. He later told his friend that he had ate a wafer and a half of methadone. Somebody "gave him" or "let him take" this fatal dose and by the next morning his best friend had to be the one to find him dead. His best friend was always took care of Timmy if he was drinking heavily, he feels as if this was somehow his fault. It is not his fault, this is a complicated and unpredictable drug that shouldn't be messed with. We later learned that these parties are called "Pharm Parties". A bunch of random prescription drugs that people bring with them are put in a dish and what you pick up is what you take. Unfortunately my son picked methadone.
This tragic accident took my only son & my best friend. He was so bright, funny, handsome and caring. He had a heart as big as his smile. He never had a bad word to say and was always respectful. He would rarely argue with me...we have always gotten along together and enjoyed each others company. Probably because I was only fifteen years old when he was born, so we basically grew up together.
He had so much going for him with plans of starting college, getting his own place at school and advancing in rank for the Army. His life was just beginning--now he is gone.
I love you son.
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