Remembering ADAM Inc.

Remembering ADAM Inc. Mission Statement
To create environmental change that will promote healthy decisions and behaviors regarding substance use.

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110 Valley Lane
Hastings, PA
15722

Opening Hours

Monday 9am - 5pm
Tuesday 9am - 5pm
Wednesday 9am - 5pm
Thursday 9am - 5pm
Friday 9am - 5pm

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ADAM'S STORY

Adam was born July 31, 1979, in Carrolltown Pennsylvania. Growing up Adam enjoyed baseball and wrestling. He has many trophies showing his talents in both sports. He was a kind gentle young man the teachers told of his kind nature towards the other children.

Adam enjoyed four-wheeling, fishing, camping, bowling, and shooting pool. He had a love for music and his younger sister. He taught her to shoot pool and they would enter tournaments together and as a team they were hard to beat. He kept her safe as older brothers do and they spent many hours listening to music and talking.

Adam had just entered college and was planning a career in business management. He had made some new friends and we did not know these friends were involved with drugs. The weekend before his death was a wonderful family time. We gathered in our back yard to have the season’s first picnic. The kids had fun throwing Frisbee and playing catch. We were enjoying each other’s company and making plans for our summer. Adam told us he would be buying his fishing license in the next week and had plans with his childhood friends to do some camping. Everything changed the following Tuesday.

It was May 19, 1998, and I knocked on Adam’s bedroom door to make sure he was awake before we left. He had a class that morning at 11 A.M. There was no response but sometimes it took several times knocking before he was awake enough to answer. This particular morning I was getting no response at all. The door was locked which was very unusual. I picked the lock and opened the door. I knew something was wrong because Adam was not in his bed but lying beside it on the floor. When I walked around the bed and saw his face I knew instantly that he was dead. This was my worst nightmare. We learned later that day Adam had died of an overdose of he**in.