I remember first meeting Elliot way back in high school. We meet at The Greene by the movie theater & kept in touch on MySpace & at the Attic on weekends. He had the song ice cream paint Job by Dorrough on his profile. I remember bringing him to my freshman or sophomore year Bellbrook homecoming. He tried to Teach Me How to Dougie, I couldn’t hang. 

I really didn’t have an idea of his passing until this spring. Didn’t know how he passed until after my dream. Definitely took me by surprise as I sure it did to all. I had a dream the other night and he came to visit me in it. I’ve never had someone who has passed come to me in one. He was there & it was extremely vivid. Wearing his red vans, jeans, baggy red shirt & a black beanie. He asked me how I was, I replied good and asked him. He said ‘um yeah, I’m doing good actually.’ (Still had his lip ring) He then told me ‘I’m really sorry.’ & gave me a hug that felt very real. I didn’t know what for. As my dream continued, (I am pregnant currently so my dreams can be a bit odd) but he had me give him a ride & had me lend a pair of my jeans to some girl.. In my dream he said ‘I know it’s Monday but she can return them on Wednesday.’ I don’t know if this can resonate with anyone, but I realized after my dream he passed on a Monday. It was a Saturday when I had that dream & knew it wasn’t Monday while in my dream. Moral of the dream, Elliot is doing good & he is sorry. He was still his giggly self as I remember when we were young & in high school.

Elliot is always around. He has a glowing Ora about him that leaves an everlasting impression that one can never forget. Please continue sending your love & messages Elliot. Your family appreciates it! 

 I grew up in Peachtree City with Elliot. It's coming up on McIntosh High School's 10 year reunion and my friend Jess and I were going through memories and yearbooks just reflecting. I had a dream last night of Elliot. It was a memory from third grade with his dad coming to read to our class. He read Encyclopedia Brown to us and introduced us to the kids version of mysteries and how to be observant and problem solve.

I wanted all here to know that those moments were not lost on us when we were younger. The parents who showed up were the parents who demonstrated to us how we should be for our kids. I'm so sad that I wasn't able to share this memory with Elliot and just catch up on old times like I have with other classmates. Elliot was compassionate and his laugh was obnoxious and he always shared lunch with me freshman year. I grew up way too poor for Peachtree City standards, but Elliot never cared or made a big deal out of it. Those things stayed with me.A few things I also remember from childhood:1. Elliot liked to show off dance moves. I can distinctly remember his introduction to both the worm and how to Charlie brown. Such a goof.2. We were always the tall kids in the back of photos/ teamed up together in PE. We kicked major butt in dodgeball. 3. Freshman year at lunch our whole lunch table was dumb and would play a game of "How much food can we inconspicuously throw into so-and-so's cleavage without her noticing". Answer: far more than you would expect...4. Trying to turn in my math homework only to find all sorts of artwork/doodles (some of them awful, some great, some phallic...) from Elliot and other kids who had taken my binder at lunch.I'm going to try to post photos as I can find them. But I just wanted to share for those that were close to him a piece of his essence. 

Much love,Lizzie