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October 21, 2007 7:03 AM (Kayla Kistner) 
I am Daniel's mother. I am always amazed when I come to this site to see how many people have been touched by my son. He is/was a beautiful spirit. I don't know how I am supposed to go on with my thoughts that I have every waking moment or in my dreams but, with the help of my other children, my husband, and my family, I go one day at a time. I have two sons that are not readily avalabile to me at this time and they are in my thoughts almost as much as Daniel. I hope they are doing okay. I could tell you all so many little stories about Daniel but, I wouldn't even konw where to start. Colby, email me please, I would like to sit with you and discuss pictures of Daniel's childhood.
Thank you, Kayla
October 14 2007 10:04 PM (*Wendy* )
i miss you...no one can ever be like you.
October 13, 2007 11:23 AM (Hanna)
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Hello,
I found your website and was very touched by the memorial that you have made for a remarkable young man. He was an angel on earth and his light will shine forever through this website. I love the music that touches my heart.
God Bless You All.
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October 9, 2007 10:32PM (Sofy Encanto) Miami,FL Musician
Hi Daniel.
Sending you love and blessings kid,hope the music continues to touch your soul for always.
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- October 9, 2007 3:00PM (Nikki)
The Road Not Taken...by Robert Frost...
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Just a little something that sounded like a Daniel Poem. It's full of deeper meanings, most of them having to do with life, and how we choose to live it. Everyone takes different paths, and no one knows how their life is going to turn out. All we can do is hope for the best, and use what we have as tools. Daniel lived a good life, it might not have been as long as anyone had hoped, but he touched more people's lives in the 27 years he was here than most people do in their entire lives (70+ years). As months go by, and turn into years, Daniel's memory will continue to be carried by everyone he touched [be it mentally, emotionally, or physically ;)] -Nikki
What a lovely tribute to Daniel. I have read many of your pages and will return to read more. You are carrying on his works and thoughts in a very fitting way; well done..
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oct 4, 2007 (Michael)
You have created a tasteful memorial to Daniel, someone I would not have known if not for your effort. His poetry is rather "stream of consciousness" but short of word salad. I enjoyed reading about him..
Oct 4, 2007 3:37PM (Karen)
Very sweet site. I love the music and the memorial writing is touching. More interesting than all the marketing sites on here..
Sept 23, 2007 6:37PM (Kayla Kistner) Hello. I am Daniel's mother. I hope you haven't forgotten me. I think about you and Larry. I have lost your numbers as I have moved. I have been so busy trying to move which is probably a good thing to keep my mind occupied, but I hope some day you boys can come and see me or me come and see you. I have planted the tree in my yard that Daniel's brothers had at the memorial service. I planted it just today, the 23rd of September.
Mondays of every week and the 23rd of each month is horrible days for me, but I am trying to do something positive on those days to help get me through. I hope to hear from you really soon. THank you for the time today. Kayla Kistner (Daniels Mother). Thank you again for the website on Daniel. I looked at it just today. THank you so much for the things you are doing for my son.
Thank you.
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Sept 23, 2007 4:45PM (Colby)
Too Months
Yes, Too Months, as in- a bit much:) Good spirits to you today Daniel. I enjoyed hearing from your mother, such a special lady- and I remember that she reminds me so much of you, great comfort can be found in her company. So two months have passed, and oh wow how things have changed. I can't say that I had planned for such changes, but while they are often scary, I have found great peace in knowing that most of it is good. I am really enjoying my new job, and while life at home may never again be the same- I am learning to accept divinity as it comes, rather than trying to make it as I think it should look. I miss you more with each passing day, and continue to be completely honored to have known you. ala, C
Nice tribute.
This is a nice tribute to your friend. 1st off sorry for your loss. Your site is designed nicely, and I liked the videos and the music as well. You had visited my site and I decided to repay that visit. I am Jazzman from Jazzman's Place.You did a wonderful job here much success is wished to you and your tribute.
Thorough site with the right amount of respect given to the dedication. The front page gave me a clue of what the site was about but the the whole story to make me delve deeper. I'm sure Daniel would be very proud of you guys..
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aug 26, 2007 8:49PM (Paul)
What to say. Every day brings memories of you. On the news: New Orleans, on the radio: My Chemical Romance: "Black Parade" or even, "I've got a Brand New Pair of Roller Skates, You've Got a Brand New Key", Everyday: any garden center reminds me of you. Not that I want to forget you, but it hurts now to remember you because all I want is to selfishly have you back in my arms. Much love....
August 23, 2007 9:58PM (Colby)
A month it has been indeed. I am not sure how I made it this far. I havent really said a whole lot on the guestbook, largely because I cant seem to formulate words to express in true fashion how Daniel changed my life, I guess in part because the changes he instilled in my life, continues to change as if he is still pushing things in the direction he would prefer. In an instant, the rest of my life would never again be the same. A.D., as I have come to think of it. Some of you may know, that through the stress of the past month, I was terminated from my job the day after services in Sparta. However, being in Sparta that day was among the most important things I will ever do in my life. If I had to walk there, I would have made the 75 mile journey on barefoot. However, much as I always told Daniel, I expect miracles in life, and that is just what he continues to show me. So I was offered a new job, (on McCree Ave in St. Louis) working at a non-profit housing organization. Not only doing what daniel felt was so noble working in mortgages, but with a non-profit in true Daniel Fashion. He smiles upon me each morning as I go down "his street" to my new job.
The night of July 23, some of Daniels closest freinds gathered at his home in Belleville. Ironically, we decided to run into Schnucks for some alcohol before we got to his place, and we saw a woman in line and began a small talk... she made a double-take, and we all realized that we were talking to TESS, daniel's teacher from SWIC... now granted, we had never met her before, but our energies were of the same lane- and I know that Daniel made sure we ended up in the same place, because she would have never been able to find his place on her own, and we were able to break the ice, before we all got together. This is only one of dozens of stories I can tell you about how he continues to influence my life.
I always felt the most divine honor in knowing Daniel, and could not have had a better friend. He was the person in my life I could tell anything, and he would have a no-nonsense answer for me. It would be obscure like "look up Jesus in a CamperVan", and within that would lie my answer... How he kept track of all those things I will never know. He always had some off the wall things he would say, and at first I dismissed them as fleeting thoughts, until I realized he was tapped into something. I quickly learned that every word he said, had profound meaning. If your not sure what I mean, look it up... Jesus in a Camper Van-
Daniel Came to me in early July, with the idea he may visit Florida for a while. It seemed to me, that perhaps a week or so away from his daily routine would do him well, so I encouraged him to go as long as he had arranged for medications to be there while he was. He assured me he had every intention of coming home in short order, and over the course of his visit, he began to really struggle over coming back. From the time I met Daniel, there were some very important things to me- namely that I wanted to know all I could about this amazing person. It was because of this that I knew how to reach his grandmother when I received the call from Ariel that day. I never imagined my first conversation with his grandmother would be the most difficult call of my life. (second to the call from Ari)
Daniel always described the light of his grandmothers love, and she was largely the glue that held him together at times. Today, I can say that I have witnessed such light, and know where Daniel got it from. Agape Love that is... Its how he lived, and what each of us must demand upon ourselves. My life is forever changed, and his freindship meant more to me than anything in the world. I may have lost my best friend, but I inherited an entire family of close freinds.
Each person in Daniels life, carries a bit of him within. I have found that when I meet one of D's friends, I can always see what he loved about each of them. TOM, your sense of humor is divine... The prince...(Larry)...like a key made for a specific lock. Tess--your free spirit is what daniel was all about. Paul, your true friendship was the model of friend he measured himself against. Chad- your unique understanding for his struggle, and Ryan, the lost souls he wanted to catch from falling. For Lukas, it was the silent sentiments he could feel from afar. And the ability to connect him with others. Ari- you know you sacraficed it all to be who he needed you to be, and took a bullet for the rest of us. Bishop- you represented hope and knowledge. There are too many to mention everyone, but know that each of us were so special to him in our own unique way.
As we carry on, in this life- I carry you with me Daniel, as my comfort and my angelic spirit that watches over me. With your help, I have turned days into weeks, and weeks into a month. Each day brings me a new suprise, you told me to look for. The vine you said would bloom- did on the 22nd of August. And i thought you were making it up! LOL I miss you with each passing moment, and I know that your spirit lives where I assured you it would.
You are happy with them all...
A Love Almighty (ala)
C 
August 23, 2007 7:31pm (Stephen)
Thanks for the kind words, y'all...
Hello, all. My name is Stephen Farris, and as you must know if you've read the obituary, I am the third in line behind Danny on the list of my mom's kids. Anyone who'd like to may feel free to email me at stephanie_cd84@yahoo.com . I haven't had nearly enough sleep or time to prepare to even attempt writing anything of consquence here for all to see. So I'll just say "Hi Wendy!!! You're the inspiration for me in all of my hippie greatness...hope that makes you feel good!" Thanks All, Stephen
August 22, 2007 4:58:33 PM (Nikki Dancy)
It has been almost 1 month since i lost my little brother. somehow it still doesn't seem real. i still find myself waiting for him to call me just to say hi and ask me how my day has been, or to check on the kids. i find myself expecting him to come in my door with our grandmother just as he did so many times before. my heart still aches and cries everytime my mind thinks of him but i know i must go on because he would not have it any other way. his life ment everything to me not because of the things he did or the choices he made but because of the connection we shared that still binds us together today. my world feels unbelieveably saddened by the uncomprehendable loss of by brother but thru Gods healing hands i will overcome my grief. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. My Heavenly Father, I thank you for the compassion you show for your people. Thank you for being a present help in this despriate time of need. please take care of Danny for I know he is in your merciful hands. comfort us all now so that we may find the kind of peace that only comes from you. let the mind of Christ dwell in each of us so that we may be able to continue this life with your abundant blessing. thank you for giving us the opportunity to show love and to be loved by someone so special as my brother.
I LOVE YOU LORD Amen
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thursday, August 16, 2007 (Lukas)
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Daniel...may he hear the sweet words of angels
Current mood: relieved
Category: Friends I lay there next him with the most satisfied smile soaking up every word he spoke. Just the sound of his voice reading the words of poems from the book he was so passionate about brought me indescribable peace. The softness and tone of his voice, the conviction and intensity of the words exiting his lips would have surely evaporated the barriers of war and brought peace to the world. I remember that night telling him he had a beautiful voice. So selfishly, bring upon my own sweet sleep, I would call him just to hear the sound of his voice recite those words I knew he loved.
Although the two of us were not romantically involved there was certainly some type of intellectual and emotional love affair. After the first day I met Daniel I knew he was special. I took him home to Vandalia and let him meet the majority of my best friends and family hoping that he could have some type of effect on their life as he had mine. Whether or not they noticed, he noticed, or I noticed, the effect seemed to be greater than what the limited capabilities of the human brain is able to comprehend. It was evident to me when the weeks and months after produced the question from my friends of where has Daniel been that they too saw something special in him. I feared the day of his death shortly after I met him.
Although I know my creative writing skills are lacking I felt I needed something to let out what I now realize I have been holding inside from the day I found out of his suicide. So here it goes:
Immortal Walls
The walls torn down upon my arrival, the building destroyed, but buildings are creations of mortals. We lay in that rubble enjoying what we have. Noticing the destruction within our own lives as well as around us, the rubble secretly begets comfort. It was the one thing we knew would be there even after we left. Music, with its notes supposedly elegant was brought to shame by his simple words. From his lips sprang the most hopeful devices. I ask, why oh why Great sisters Moerae did you allow your presence to be felt when he called upon Thanatos? Do my favors and tears of the past in his regard count for nothing? Oh sweet and misunderstood sisters of fate, in confused anger I cursed you but I pray on my knees to the real God of both mortal life and death that you were wise in your decision of his fate. So, as I look around now I see not the immortal who destroys life, but the one who grants relief. As I lay there alone...almost alone, I still hear his voice softly speaking those words he most loved to speak and I most loved to hear pour from his lips. Now, rubble has turned to walls of gold built around us with such a radiant glow so powerful that the very gods who took him may never have power over him again, surely a response from a fair and loving god to my tears and pleas so persistent my knees ache.
-Lukus
" Life is short and sweet and this is so because, in the presence of Death or under his threat, many find life sweeter than ever, enjoy looking on the light more than before, and reason that Death is long and Life short, and indeed sweeter, much sweeter than they ever cared to taste, except when Death showed up"
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Like a Star
By Corinne Bailey Rae
Release date: By 10 January, 2006
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