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For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come.William Shakespeare Hamlet


This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Gus Chenowth who was born in United States Douglas, Arizona on February 2, 1983 and passed away on April 22, 2006 at the age of 23. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.

 

Gus was raised in Syracuse, NY, most of his life. He had many good friends. His closest childhood friends were Mark, Pat, and Richie. He loved to play sports. He played football for the Eastwood Bears for 3 years. He was a really good pitcher for the Little League Baseball team. He even played Basketball for a while.

 As he got older, in his teenage years, loss interest in  sports, and started hanging around the wrong crowd of kids, and started drinking, smoking pot, and getting in trouble with the law.

He moved out at the age of 17, and moved in with his friend Josh, and his parents. I believe that this was when Gus first was introdused to crack cocaine. Josh's parents were big crack addicts.

He eventually moved out, and got an Apartment for him, and his girlfriend. There relationship didn't last too long, because of his drinking. The one thing good out of the relationship, was they created a beautiful daughter, named Ava Marie. Gus loved his baby so much, it was the happiest time in his life. He got to see his daughter a few times, and eventually his girlfriend told him that if he wanted to see Ava, that he would have to go to court and proove paternalty. Gus was so upset by this, he lefted NY state, and moved to Florida.

He stayed with his Aunt Pam, and was working with his cousins at a Seafood Restaurant. He was doing good for about a year, then he met a girl that got him back into drugs. He ended up in Jail for about 6 months.

When he got out, his father bought him a bus ticket to Phoenix, Arizona. He finally got to meet his father, after 20 years, and not really knowing him. Gus stayed only one night with his cousin, and then was out on the streets once again. His father wasn't stable, he was living in a strict religous home for men. He wanted Gus to stay with him there, but Gus couldn't deal with the strict rules, so he took off.

He moved around from state to state, calling me whenever he could. Then on April 22, 2006, I got the worst call of my life, telling me my son is dead. I was so devastated by the news, that I couldn't stop crying. I didn't want to believe that my son was dead, and that he died from a Heroin, Cocaine, and Alcohol overdose.

I wish I knew he had a drug addiction, then maybe I could have got him help, he never told me, that he shot up heroin. I still have so many unanswered questions about his death, and may never know why it happened. What I do know is... on February 2, 1983, was the happiest day of my life. That was when my son, Gus, was born! 

 

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Ava Marie 11-27-06 Gus and Brandi Ava Marie 11-27-06 Gus, Mom, and Rick Gus caught a big fish Gus age 2 Gus age 8 Ava Marie age 1 Gus 5 months old Gus on fishing trip Gus and Kathy Gus Sleeping Gus age 22 Gus age 4