05/15/2026
C**t’s Story
Every year, I share C**t’s story, especially during the summer.
On January 18, 2008, C**t Walker Catalina was born to John and Natalie Catalina and became the beloved little brother of Mackenzie and Presley. From the very beginning, C**t brought joy to everyone around him. He was vibrant, full of life, and deeply loved by all who knew him. People often remember his heavenly blue eyes, bright smile, and infectious laugh. He was a sweet, energetic little boy whose presence made every room brighter.
C**t loved baseball more than anything. Before he could even walk, he would sit on the ground hitting a ball with a bat, then crawl after it to do it again. As soon as he could stand, he graduated to hitting off a tee. Once he learned to walk, he would hit the ball and run in circles as if he were rounding the bases. Before long, family members were pitching balls to him, and he would spend hours happily hitting, dropping the bat, and “running the bases.” Baseball wasn’t just a game to C**t—it was pure joy.
He also loved monster trucks, horses, tractors, cowboy hats, boots, and his green John Deere cap. His favorite place was the ballpark, where he loved watching his sisters get ready for practices and games. C**t loved riding in the jeep with the wind blowing in his face, laughing, singing, and dancing the whole way. He noticed everything around him—blooming flowers, bugs on the ground, trees swaying in the wind, even a new rock in the road. He lived life with wonder and excitement every single day.
On Sunday, March 21, 2010, C**t spent the day at a relative’s home with his 7-year-old sister, Presley. His dad, John, was at work, and his mom, Natalie, and oldest sister, Mackenzie, were away at a softball game. Because the weather was cold, the children spent most of the day indoors watching movies.
At one point, a relative stepped outside to feed horses and asked another adult to watch the children. In a brief and unintentional moment, C**t followed outside unnoticed. When the adult returned, C**t was found in the backyard swimming pool. At the time, there was no fence surrounding the pool.
Emergency responders were called immediately. It is believed C**t had been in the water for approximately 20 minutes before he was discovered. First responders arrived quickly, performed CPR and lifesaving efforts, and C**t was airlifted by PHI Air Medical to Dell Children’s Medical Center. Despite every effort to save him, C**t passed away later that afternoon.
C**t had just turned two years old.
His death was a heartbreaking tragedy caused by an accident that was entirely preventable.
Today, C**t’s story continues to save lives by raising awareness about drowning prevention, layers of protection, constant supervision, pool fencing, and survival swim lessons. His legacy is a reminder that drowning is silent, fast, and can happen to any family—but education and prevention can make all the difference.