Arizona Letters for governer Katie Hobbs

Beth Joly’s Sister

Dear Governor Hobbs,
I am an Ambassador for the Drug Epidemic Memorial Wall and a Licensed Associate
Substance Abuse Counselor here in Arizona working with patients suffering from substance
use disorders.
As a mother of two children, I’m sure you have educated your children on the dangers of
drugs. The number of deaths attributed to Fentanyl continues to compile daily here in
Arizona and nothing seems to be slowing it down. Innocent children have died after being
exposed to this poison.
I lost my youngest sister, Lindsay Nicole Adkins, to this poison. She was a mother of two
children, the youngest was a year-old precious little girl. My sister was such a caring
person that would do anything for anyone and just wanted to be loved and got involved with
the wrong crowd. As I'm sure you know, many are powerless over addiction, and she was
just not strong enough to overcome hers.
Every day, I read the tragic stories of people all over the world that have lost their loved
ones to this epidemic and it’s truly heartbreaking. Family members have had Memorial
Plaques made of their loved one in remembrance in an attempt to bring awareness and
honor them. The number of submissions just grows, daily. That being said, the DEA has a
Fentanyl Memorial Wall Exhibit in Arlington, West Virginia dedicated to those lost to
Fentanyl and they continue to accept new submissions despite having run out of room.
They responded to my submission back in November that, “due to the overwhelming
amount of submissions we are receiving, we are unfortunately slowly running out of space
to put up new photos that we’ve received and then planning on how to put them up in the
most efficient way.” This is why I am writing to you.
We would like to have hard copies of our loved ones in a permanent location displayed here
in the capital of Arizona like the DEA Fentanyl Memorial Wall Exhibit. Each of us that has
lost a loved one to this poison is working tirelessly in different ways to stop this epidemic
and save lives.
Please help our Arizona families in honoring those lost, whether poisoned during their
disease of addiction or innocently poisoned, by having a dedicated Wall. This will be a
place for loved ones to visit, friends/family to honor those lost to this epidemic, and a place
for others to bring their children to educate and spread awareness of the dangers of this
deadly poison.
Sincerely,
Beth Joly, State Lead
Mesa, AZ
(480) 343-6041
Beth_J_No_1@Msn.com

Theresa Guerrero’s Son

Dear Governor Hobbs,
I am an Ambassador for the Drug Epidemic Memorial Wall and an advocate to bring
awareness about illegal Fentanyl. We are losing the equivalent to an airplane load of
people each day. Fentanyl is exterminating our younger generation. The age group
was 18 - 45, but it seems like it is affecting children even younger. My cousin just lost
his granddaughter that was only 14 years old to a fake pill that sadly, contained
fentanyl.
I lost my only son, Jacob Guerrero, forever 31, to this poison. Jacob was a very
outgoing and happy person. He loved to ride his road bike and play tennis. He had a
wonderful spirit and would help anyone out. He was dabbling with cocaine when he
sadly used cocaine on May 30, 2020, little did he know that it was poisoned with
fentanyl, a weapon of mass destruction.
Every day, I read the tragic stories of people all over the world that have lost their
loved ones to this epidemic and it’s truly heartbreaking. Family members have had
Memorial Plaques made of their loved one in remembrance and in an attempt to bring
awareness and honor them. The number of submissions just grows daily. That being
said, the DEA has a Fentanyl Memorial Wall Exhibit in Arlington, West Virginia
dedicated to those lost to Fentanyl and they continue to accept new submissions
despite having run out of room.
They responded to my submission back in November that “due to the overwhelming
amount of submissions we are receiving we are unfortunately slowly running out of
space to put up new photos that we’ve received and then planning on how to put
them up in the most efficient way”. This is why I am writing to you.
We would like to have hard copies of our loved ones in a permanent location
displayed here in the Capital of Arizona like the DEA Fentanyl Memorial Wall Exhibit.
Each of us that has lost a loved one to this poison is working tirelessly in different
ways to stop this epidemic and save lives.
Please help our Arizona families by honoring those lost by installing a dedicated wall.
This will be a place for loved ones to visit, friends/family to honor those lost to this
epidemic, and a place for others to bring their children to educate and spread
awareness of the dangers of this deadly poison.
Sincerely,
Theresa Guerrero, State Lead
773 S Saguaro Ridge Place
Tucson, AZ

Robin Holliday’s Son

Governor Hobbs,
Let me start by introducing my son, Skylar Jurgen Pope. He was my first child who
was born on January 7, 1983. He was a beautiful baby boy and my first true love.
Skylar was a very smart, intelligent young man and a father to two beautiful children.
On January 12, 2019, five days after his 36th birthday, he made a decision that would
not only change his life but all his family’s lives. He was not a drug user, but for
unknown reasons, he decided to buy two pills off the street. One of those pills took
his life instantly. He did NOT overdose because he only took one pill that he thought
was something that would calm his anxiety and PTSD. Instead, it was laced with
Fentanyl, and it took his life. He did not have any idea that this ONE pill would kill
him.
He left all of us without any idea of what happened. As his mother, I was of course,
devastated but also left wondering what the hell happened. I found out quickly that
this pill was Fentanyl, and 27 nano grams was what it took to kill him. To put that in
perspective, one jellybean weighs 1,100,000,000 nano grams. Yes, that is one billion,
one hundred million nano grams. 27 is what it took to murder my son. I want his face
and name to be a reminder, to help bring awareness and hopefully save some lives.
My heart breaks every day when I see more and more young people dying of this. I
am writing to you to get a place in the capital to place my son's photo and those
photos of all of Arizona's young people that are losing their lives to this horrible
tragedy.
Thank you
Robin Holliday, State Lead
Skylar Forever 36
Gold Canyon, Arizona

Jerel McDonald’s Daughter

Dear Governor Hobbs,
My name is Jerel McDonald. I lost my only daughter, Elanor Mae McDonald, last year. Ellie
was 18 years old when she passed away on August 6, 2022, from Fentanyl poisoning. Ellie
had one sibling, her older brother Joe, who is now left as an only child. Ellie was the light of
any room. She made friends easily and delighted her friends, family, teachers and anyone
she spent time with. She was a talented gymnast, horsewoman and student. She was
fiercely loyal, and a lover of all animals and small children. If she saw a stray dog, nothing
else could be done until we stopped and tried to rescue it. Whenever we saw a young child,
her eyes would light up and she would jokingly ask if we could kidnap them. I wish you
could have met her; she was the light of my life.
When Ellie died, friends traveled from across the country to pay their respects and told
stories of their love for her. One friend, who suffered from suicide ideation, told us that Ellie
was the reason she had decided to live. She had that kind of impact on the people she met.
Unfortunately, Ellie was very social and had more than the usual experimentation and
fascination with drugs in her teens. She was introduced to what she thought was a
prescription pill (Percocet) by a boyfriend and became hooked. It wasn’t Percocet, it was
Fentanyl. We managed to save her that time and get her help. She was clean for two years,
worked her butt off to graduate from high school on time and managed to get accepted to
the University of Arizona. She wanted to become a therapist and help others who had
experienced mental health issues and addiction. Unfortunately, whether due to stress, peer
pressure or the lure of the most addictive substance on the planet, she relapsed.
One horrible morning, just 10 days before she was to start at the U of A, her brother and
mother found her in her bed, already cold. She had taken a fake Percocet and died during
the night just across the hall from us. I had to receive the phone call and rush home to the
worst scene any parent can imagine. Ten horrible months later, we’re still trying to put our
broken lives back together.
Life will never be the same for our family. My son will never be an uncle, Ellie will never get
to graduate from college, get married or have children. Every day, I wake up like
Groundhog Day and try to figure out how to live in a world where my daughter no longer
exists. Ellie and the thousands of Arizonans who have become victims to this horrible drug,
over 2,000 last year alone, are victims of what amounts to a trans-national terrorism attack.
Will you help honor the victims by putting up an Arizona Memorial Wall in their honor?
Sincerely,
Jerel McDonald
Flagstaff, Arizona

Josephine Dunn’s Daughter

Governor Ms. Hobbs,
It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to you. On May 26, 2021, my beautiful
and beloved daughter was poisoned by half a tablet of what she believed was
Percocet, It was Fentanyl. This tablet contained 5 mg of Fentanyl and no Percocet
whatsoever.
Ashley was not a drug addict. She was neither suicidal nor did she want to die. She
wanted to get high. Ashley left behind a heartbroken family and a beautiful 6-year-old
son. Our family is devastated and will never be the same.
Hence, I have made it my mission to stop Fentanyl poisonings in our state in any way
possible. I hope to raise awareness and educate all about the dangers of any and all
pills. Very recently, in Yavapai County, PANT recovered tablets that innocently looked
like aspirin. Sadly, they were not aspirin, but pure Fentanyl.
I am writing to you to ask for your help to provide a permanent location to display a
Memorial Wall for all the residents of Arizona that have lost their lives to Fentanyl.
The DEA Fentanyl Memorial Wall Exhibit in Arlington, West Virginia, has reached its
capacity. That exhibit displays faces of Fentanyl loss from all across our nation.
Please help dedicate a memorial site for our loved ones that have lost their lives to
this poison. There are many that were addicts and some that were not. Either way,
these faces belong to people that are loved and dearly missed. Having a memorial
site will help grieving families as well as help with educational events for drug
prevention, education, and awareness.
Thank you kindly in advance,
Josephine Dunn
Ashley's Marie Dunn's Mother
Forever 26
Prescott, Arizona

Lisa Tyler’s Son

Dear Governor Hobbs,
My name is Lisa Tyler and I lost my only son, Tyler James Champagne, to Fentanyl
poisoning on May 10, 2022. Tyler was only 27 years old when he passed and he left
behind me, his Dad and his three sisters, Kayla, Ariana and Trysten.
Tyler was a light to all who met him. He had the best sense of humor and could
brighten any room. He was incredibly smart and spent his whole school career acing
tests while drawing fun comics with his friends. He was also an avid gamer and could
beat anyone in any game- from Rock Band to MarioKart and anything in between.
Tyler was the kind of person who would drop anything to help those he loved, and his
family and all his friends knew that they could always count on Tyler to be there if
they needed him. He was a hard worker and had just enrolled in a Pharmacy Tech
program that he hoped would be a great next step for him, allowing him to boost his
career in a new direction. He had so many dreams and goals. So many jokes left to
crack and smiles to share.
But, my son was stolen from us by someone who claimed to love him. He was lied to
and that lie cost him his life. I found him lifeless in his bed on May 10. The agony a
parent feels in seeing their child die before they do is indescribable. He was my baby,
my only son and I never got the chance to say goodbye. I will never get to tell him
that I love him or hear his voice again. His father and his sisters will never get that
chance either. We miss him every single day and not a moment goes by that I do not
wish that things were different.
I am writing to you to ask you to honor Tyler’s memory and the memories of others
lost to the horror that is Fentanyl. We know that Tyler’s light will remain in our hearts,
and we want to shine that light for others to help make them aware of what fentanyl is
taking from us.
Thank you for your time,
Lisa Tyler
Maricopa, Arizona

Pamela J. Pearsall’s Daughter

Dear Governor Hobbs,
I hope this letter finds you well. My name is Pamela J. Pearsall and I am a resident of
Prescott, Arizona. I write to you today with the utmost sincerity and heartfelt conviction. I am
writing to express my support for the initiative to build a memorial wall to honor the memory
of those who have tragically lost their lives to Fentanyl poisoning in our beloved state. It is
an issue that has deeply affected our communities and calls for a poignant and lasting
tribute to remember those we have lost and raise awareness about this devastating
epidemic. The impact of Fentanyl-related deaths cannot be overstated.
Every life lost is not just a statistic; it represents a beloved family member, a cherished
friend, a promising future cut short. Each loss reverberates through our communities,
leaving a profound void and a sense of collective grief. By constructing a memorial wall, we
have an opportunity to create a physical space that serves as a poignant reminder of the
human toll of Fentanyl poisoning.
It will not only honor the lives lost, but also provide solace and comfort to the families and
friends who continue to bear the weight of their absence. Furthermore, such a memorial
would serve as a powerful educational tool, raising awareness about the dangers of
Fentanyl and the urgent need for prevention and support services. It would foster a sense
of unity and shared responsibility within our community, as we come together to confront
this pressing issue head-on.
As the husband of our esteemed governor, you possess a unique position of influence and
the ability to advocate for meaningful change. Your support for this endeavor would carry
tremendous weight and of their absence. Furthermore, such a memorial would serve as a
powerful educational tool, raising awareness about the dangers of Fentanyl and the urgent
need for prevention and support services. It would foster a sense of unity and shared
responsibility within our community as we come together to confront this pressing issue
head-on.
Your support for this endeavor would carry tremendous weight and send a resounding
message that Arizona stands united against the scourge of Fentanyl poisoning. I humbly
request that you consider adding your voice to those who are passionate about this cause.
Together, we can ensure that the memories of those we have lost are honored and that
their legacy inspires positive action to combat the Fentanyl crisis.
Thank you for your time and consideration. I eagerly await your response and look forward
to the possibility of working together to make this memorial wall a reality.
With heartfelt gratitude,
Pamela J. Pearsall
Rebecca - a mother, daughter, and sister.
Prescott, Arizona

Joseph & Tracy Ybarra’s Son

Honorable Governor Hobbs of Arizona,
My name is Tracy Ybarra and I am the wife of a retired Marine, who served our
country for 20 years. We are now residing in Yuma, Arizona where I am my son’s
voice. He passed away from Fentanyl poisoning on December 28, 2021 just three
days after Christmas at the age of 29. Not something we expected at all. It was 522
Days or 12,528 hours ago and it completely changed our lives.
We are here asking on behalf of our Angels, who are no longer here with us. The
grieving parents, siblings and extended family and friends who loved our son and all
the other Angels who have been poisoned the same way. Our goal is to have a
Memorial wall in the state capitol of Arizona. That is to Honor our Lost loved ones in
the Drug Epidemic Crisis. That is why in each State, grieving families are doing as I
am, writing letters.
We are encouraging you to take a stand and fight with us. We need to stop this crisis.
There have been too many deaths ranging from infants to 50 plus. Drugs do not
discriminate. Doesn’t matter the age, color of skin, nor your background. This is why
we are reaching out with a humbling heart, in hopes that you will take us seriously.
We are asking for your help in this matter. We lost our child as many others. My son
did not want to die nor did any other parents’ sons and daughters. They were
poisoned. They should not be forgotten.
The day we found out our son passed was the most devastating day of our lives. It
changed our lives from that day forth. Getting that knock on the door to inform you
that, “we are deeply sorry, to inform you that we have some terrible information. Is
your son’s name Joseph A. Ybarra, II?” “ Yes, it is.” “I am deeply sorry, but we found
your son deceased this morning.”
Those words were the most heartbreaking words any parent could hear. They gave
the rest of the information needed to my husband as I went to the bedroom and wept
while asking God why my son. He was such a good boy.
We found out later that our son died of an overdose. The drug that was found in his
system was fentanyl. The toxicology report was 28ng fentanyl. I about died myself
when I saw that. He thought he was taking an oxy which on the streets it’s called, the
blue pill or M30. Our son didn’t want to die. Nothing was done about his case at all.
He was just an overdose number. But, to us he was our son, a human being and
should have been treated as that.

Our son Joseph A. Ybarra II, born on May 20, 1992, in Cherry Pt Havelock, NC. He
was very much loved by his older sister, and two younger brothers. Our handsome
son Joseph, is our second eldest child and our first-born son. Our kids are close, as
they were raised in that manner. Being born into a military family, we had only each
other wherever we went. Joseph has the love of sports, even at a very young age. He
is a lefty, and when he made contact with the ball, it was a homer. His young brothers
followed in his footsteps. Our daughter was the only girl and the oldest, she was more
like their second mama, to her brothers.
Once in High School, he loved football and had the talent for the sport. His given Nicname
“Big Papi” a big guy with a gentle soul, or as his friends referred to him, as a
“Gentle Giant” He had a heart of gold, cared for and loved by so many. He would be
the person that they would text or call, if they needed help or just a listening ear. He
soon married. Joseph was an exceptional son, brother, nephew, cousin, grandson,
and a best friend. He loved and adored his family, nieces and nephews.
We miss our son, Joseph so very much. HIs nieces and nephews miss their Uncle
Joseph a lot. How do you answer a five-year-old, when they ask if their Uncle Joseph
is coming back from Heaven? Or why did he have to go? So many questions that I do
not have the right answers to.
We thank you in advance for taking the time to read all of our letters. And we hope
that it has touched your heart to consider helping us all, to start a Memorial Wall i n
our State Capital of Arizona, with our child’s frames, which is provided with our letter.
This will be a place for family and friends to visit to honor those lost to the Drug
Epidemic. Not only that but, this will be a place for others to come to educate and
spread awareness of the dangers of drugs.
Sincerely,
Joseph and Tracy Ybarra
Yuma, Arizona

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Cathelin R. Frawley Walsh‘s Son

Dear Governor Hobbs,
My name is Cathelin Rachel Frawley Walsh. I lost my firstborn and only son to
Fentanyl on October 3, 2022. My son, George Arthur Walsh, IV moved to Arizona with
his family in November 2021 to start over and make a better life for himself and his
sons.
George was a hardworking man. He was funny, loving and would do anything to help
someone. He wanted so much to be a father like his dad, who was always there for
him and his sister. Someone who worked hard and would take his family camping or
play outside with his children. George was always there for his little sister; They
would talk about their relationships and other topics.
The death of my son was hard on everyone, especially his sister Ashley. My son was
no saint, he got into trouble, kept company with the wrong people and started using.
When he was in jail in Arizona, he got clean and was returning as his old self. He
would call me every Monday while he was in jail and when he got out, we would talk
2-3 times a day on the phone. Every morning, I would wake up to his text, “Good
morning, Mommy, I love you, have a great day!”
George was very open with his addiction and how he was struggling. He told his
probation officer about it. David was able to get him into an inpatient rehab, once they
got the insurance correct that the rehab required. George was supposed to stay there
for 90 days, but after 30 days, the facility kicked him out. They told him that the
insurance wasn’t going to pay them and that he was a liability to them.
He was kicked out on September 19, 2022, with no place to go and no ride back to
Casa Grande. George had to call his probation officer Tuesday morning and inform
him of what happened. The facility didn’t even call David to report it to him, and when
he called them, they told him the state insurance wasn’t going to pay for George to be
in there.
George had to look for a clean and sober living house there in Apache Junction. He
was able to find one and got in on September 21, 2022. There, they were helping him
to stay clean and get his life back on track. This place was able to get him a job at
Coreslab working nights and making enough money to pay for his rent there and get
what he needed.

Like I said, George was very open about his addiction to Fentanyl and, unfortunately,
he told the wrong person. His name is Jason Mauricio, Jr. who goes by the nickname
“Omar”. He worked at Coreslab, as well. I found out when I was able to get into my
son’s phone and find the text messages between him and Omar. My sister-in-law was
able to find out a lot about this person by his phone number. She called the sheriff’s
department and talked with Detective Hailey about George and his death. I turned in
his phone with the evidence. When I got home, I found two more blues (Fentanyl) in
his wallet, I also turned that in as evidence. Unfortunately, the prosecutor doesn’t feel
that there is enough evidence to go after Omar, so it looks like nothing will be done to
bring my son's killer to justice.
My son didn’t deserve to die and he sure as hell didn’t want to die. He knew I was
coming to Arizona to visit my father. We had planned to spend the weekend together
October 22-24 at my dad's.
I am asking Governor Hobbs to honor my 29-year-old son at the capital with a
Fentanyl wall like the DEA has. Perhaps, the wall can be installed in Arizona for the
families that have had a loved one die from this dangerous drug.
If others see this Memorial Wall, maybe those who are struggling will be inspired to
seek the help that they need. Maybe rehabilitation centers will not turn people away
because of insurance issues and treat those who want and need help to fight this
demon. Fentanyl has taken so many away from their loved ones. It is time that we
stand together in this fight.
Thank you for your consideration.
Best regards,
Cathelin R. Frawley Walsh
Easton, Washington
George passed away in Apache Junction, Arizona

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Lisa Teresi’s Son

Governor Hobbs,
My name is Lisa Teresi, the grieving mother of Anthony Batres. My son was 29 years old
when he passed away from Fentanyl poisoning.
On the morning of January 16, 2023 at approximately 6:30 a.m., my daughter, Nicole, found
her brother on the living room floor with a bag of 10+ fentanyl pills with a mesh strainer next
to him. She called out to me, “I’m sorry, Mama!” over and over while shaking him. Nicole
ran to me and said, “Anthony’s not waking up, Mom!” and showed me the bag of pills.
I ran downstairs and checked for a pulse and felt nothing. During this time, his two other
sisters, Kaitlyn and Ashley, ran down. I told Nicole to call 911 and hand me the phone. I
thought we should put him in a cold shower, so his sisters tried to pick him up, but the 911
operator advised against that and said to pour a glass of cold water on his head.
I will never forget watching the blood move across his face as we rolled him on his back to
start chest compressions. Nicole started and when she got tired, Ashley would jump in.
Ashley remembered that we had Narcan upstairs. Kaitlyn took over as Ashley got the
Narcan. Nicole took over as Ashley administered the Narcan.
It felt like hours went by and it seemed like everything moved in slow motion. The
paramedics and police arrived within 6 - 8 minutes. The paramedics attached a chest
compression device that his hands were velcroed to and they administered two doses of
Narcan. He was still unresponsive at that point.
The paramedics put him in the ambulance and took him to Exceptional Hospital in
Maricopa. The doctor and nurses there worked on him for at least 45 minutes to an hour
administering six additional Narcan shots, when they finally got vitals on him. He was put on
life support immediately.
When my husband and I arrived at the ER, we were called back to speak with the doctor,
and he explained how hard they fought for him and how much Narcan they gave him. I
asked the doctor, “He’s brain dead, isn’t he?” “He came in dead, didn’t he?” The doctor
explained to me that his brain was without oxygen for a very long time and that when he
arrived, he showed no vitals, so the chances of him surviving without being on life support
were less than one percent.
I went back to see him, and I will never be able to remove that image from my mind. He
was lying there with a tube down his throat, hooked up to all kinds of machines and the
beeping sound they made. I hugged him and laid on his chest and cried and

screamed out in such heartbreaking agony. My son was dead. I stroked his hair and kissed
his beautiful face. I told him, “I hope you are finally at peace, son. I love you more than
you’ll ever know. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you. I’m so sorry, Papi!”
My baby boy was gone! I felt so helpless and empty inside. The hospital was trying to get
him a life flight to Banner Estrella Hospital but, on that day the weather was so bad that
they couldn’t get in the air, so they arranged for ground transportation. While on the way to
Banner Estrella, Anthony went into cardiac arrest twice in the ambulance. We arrived at
Banner Estrella shortly after receiving notification that they had him in room, #. My family
and I arrived and were escorted to a private waiting room where we waited for his cousin,
Caden, and sister, Tia. We were told that only two people at a time could go in and say their
goodbyes so we took turns and facetimed his grandparents, cousins, friends, stepfather
and his uncle, so they could also say their peace and goodbyes to him.
I was the last to go in with my husband. I laid on his chest and just cried. Holding him and
telling him, “I love you. I really am going to miss you. Your kooky laugh, the way he would
mess with his sisters, and they would scream at him, how he would leave the kitchen
cabinets open at night, so I would see them in the morning and call out, “Anthony
Christopher!” and he would just snicker in his room. And, most of all, how our future
memories and photos would no longer include him.
He was cold and that’s when they explained to me that he was an organ donor and that
they had to keep his body temperature low to preserve his organs while everything gets
prepped for them to be able to remove what they could. His kidneys were donated to two
gentlemen from Arizona. He gave someone the gift of sight, all of his skin went to various
burn victims and, finally, his liver and pancreas were donated to science.
Anthony took his last breath on January 17, 2023 at 12:23 a.m.. The Donor Network told
me that he did a great job and that I should be very proud of all the good he was going to
do. That's the positive that Fentanyl poisoning did to my family. He lost his life while saving
many more.
We will never be the same. My daughter, Nicole, goes downstairs every morning and says,
“I love you, Squishy” and then comes back up. Please honor our loved ones with respect
and dignity by building the Drug Epidemic Wall. Fighting against drugs is a war on our soil
and they deserve a wall displaying their faces.
Thank you,
Lisa Teresi
Maricopa, Arizona

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