peace-baby

I found this site randomly and now I'm soooo depressed! What happened to Codey and why'd he die so young? Waaaa...so sad.

Bruce

I wander through the internet trying to find answers to questions I didn't know how to ask. CW answered many and brought joy and a few tears. I don't know the story of Codey's demise but his works that remained unwritten will be surely missed.

With much love and respect
B

Billy(iamwhoiam)

I haven't been here for a long while. Don't know what brought me back tonight. Well maybe I do. For the first time in a long time I wrote a poem. Writing made me feel the need to try to be close again to Codey. It's good I came here, cause I foung his Memorial. He was so awesome and did so much for so many, including me. I feel ashamed, like I let him down. After he was gone, I couldn't stop thinking why, why Codey. Why do so many hurt so much.

I was so weak, I allowed myself to be led into hell by the one person who I thought I could trust. It's as much my fault as my ex bf though. I should've been stronger. I know right from wrong. It's been a very long year.

I've missed you Codey. I've read your emails over and over.It's like I could keep you alive by reading them. Now I know, you will always be alive in my heart. I'm trying real hard so you can be proud of me again.
I have a long ways to go. So much has happened. I'm so far from my family now. I miss them too, so much. I'm trying real hard Codey.
Love,
Billy

KJames

I, also, did not have the opportunity to personally meet Codey...either in person or via chat.

During a political discussion on gayauthors.org, colinian pointed me here (Thanks, loads, for making me get my keyboard all wet!) The memorial part of the site had JUST gone up after the 1 year anniversary...so not only have I "met" Codey through his written work, but also just went the whole mourning route in about 5 or 6 days...thanks colinian, that's hard work and a real physically felt strain of emotions. Also, Blue's biographical message about Codey caused me to stop several times due to unexpected crying jags. I'm 46 years old and haven't cried like this 19 years!!! (since breaking up with my ex--and I did it)

I will miss Codey, too, and previously sent, through one of the admin here, my condolences to Tim and the rest of the family. I would have been thrilled to have found this site a couple years ago, then I could have enjoyed sharing the chats with Codey as well as those of you who were able to. Heck, I would have been more thrilled if I had been his age, and knew him personally; but I was born too early.

Since finding this site and reading his writings, which is very difficult to do for the reasons I have already stated above--nevermind shorting out my keyboard--I can honestly say that I never have read anything like Codey's written work; it shows a remarkable amount of his point of view (which some said was driven by his personal anger) not only by his love coming through, which all have mentioned, but a clarity of judgement, a strongly focused line of thought, foresight which I have seldom seen in any writing anywhere else, and the one thing that makes us all human: Compassion.

Blue said in the biographical posting that Codey's recovery left his face and body scarred....I think I'd rather have 1,000 Codey's as friends, than some of the one's I've known...

DesDownUnder

When I first discovered Codey's World, I thought it was for kids. Then I read the forums and got involved.
It was a time in my life when things were not going well.
Codey refused to let me dwell on those things.
He reminded me of all the reasons I love living.
Then a magical thing happened. He offered his friendship without conditions.
We talked and made each other laugh. He inspired me to write.
I read in awe, all his stories and poems, so profound, so full of fun and life; so mischievous and meaningful. I feel very lucky to have met him.

These pages are a fitting tribute to a most remarkable man. Yes he was young, but he was mature beyond his years. He knew many secrets about life, laughter, and love and to use his own words, those all came, From the Heart. Once you knew that, you could not help but fall under his spell.
We who knew him, miss him, but these memorial pages, make sure Codey is with us in spirit, never to be forgotten.
They are like the special place he has in all our hearts.

Dabeagle

I never had the opportunity to know Cody. I've read some of his posts on his website and heard the love expressed by those who were part of his daily life and cannot help but to think I have missed out on someone special. Departed though he may be, forgotten he is definitely not and what kind of person but a good one is remembered so warmly?

Blind Eagle

Hi Codey, I want to thank you for giving of yourself to many . By faith, many have come to know you, maybe not through conversation or time spent with you that brought our hearts to you, but by the very words from your heart of gold, which both made rich those who felt they had nothing to give and by the influence you sprinkled along the path you paved through the silent sufferings rendered that shined out of you in colors of marvalus lights for all to see. who is willing to see the vision of your heart and pass it on to the next one in need of a friend or touch of love? I raise my hands up high. how did you do it man, what was it that drove you beyond yourself to reach many you somehow would get to know about you? hey Codey, is it ok to tell you that I thank you very much for the bravery you showed, right up to the moment you went to walk with your friend the unicorn, hey by the way, save a ride for me what a sight that will be. Blind Eagle

WBMS

Codey, I love you. You knew that, I hope. Tim knows it. And that's really all that matters.

Dani

Codey was a boy who, though I never knew, affected me profoundly an indebted me to him in way I could never hope to repay.

Though I'll never speak a word to him, I love him, with all my heart.

libbonobo

Thanks again to Tim and Azy for a beautiful commemoration page. Codey touched so many with his special light, and lives on in all of us. We'll keep your spark and dream alive, Codey.

Huggles

Bestpi a.k.a. John

There are a lot of people who affect our world on a daily basis and it is amazing how one person can affect so many. Like a pebble dropped in a still lake, its ripples touch ever nook and cranny of the shore. It also touches all life underneath the surface. It is good when you start a ripple of goodness in the pool of humanity.

Many have done so and their words survive today and are revered by whole civilizations. Gandhi, Buda, Mother Teresa, Jesus Christ. Just to name a few.

But how very special it is to find someone so very young and yet so very wise that their principals, passion and love transcends the barriers of generations. And one who’s goodness, heart and firm resolve could imprint itself on the core beliefs of so many that they continue to drop pebbles even after the influence of his light has passed.

It is truly the rarest of humanity that are able to continue to rock our world with waves of passion, understanding and unconditional acceptance with a synergistic amplification of effect a year after they ceased to walk with us, holding our hands. Showing us how to do what he does.

I can not in good conscience say I have not met Cody because he is here everywhere. I've grown to love a young man I've never touched. He is in each person who comes here and embraces the love and compassion and acceptance that is given out by each person who chooses to stand on Codey’s shore and pick up a pebble.

He has imparted his great synergistic power on you all.

He has made you all,
he has made me,
more.

Thanks Tim, Colin, Ben and everyone else who has touched me or touched another or otherwise continue to spread the ripples of the one we call Codey.

Somehow the word memorial doesn't seem correct here. He isn't gone, you just can't touch him.

Merkin

I was so sad never to have met Codey. Then I realized that he is all around us here. This site is his legacy. Do you want to know Codey? Just look around you. Do you want to honor Codey? Then linger here.

James

The Mail Crew

We thank Tim and Azyclar for creating this wonderful memorial to Codey.

We will always cherish our rewarding but too-brief association with Codey. We continue to appreciate all that he accomplished, through his creative writing and through Codey's World, for GLBT teens and folks of all ages and orientations.

We fondly remember Codey as a friend, an honorary brother, and a fighter. We believe that when our times on Earth end, we'll join The Codeman as he dances with those unicorns.

Aaron, Andy, Billy, Chris, David, Eric, Jon, Rain, Scot, Todd, Trey, Wade

Grant

Although I never got to meet Codey, I have thought about him often this past year. These past few days especially, I have been thinking about him and why he has had such a profound impact on me. I haven’t been able to explain it. Maybe there is no explanation needed other than who he was. His strength and determination, his love and compassion, his personality and sense of humour made him exceptional.

He had the foresight and compassion to change lives and did so. He, despite his own pain, reached out to take the pain away from others. He had enough love, that he could share it globally and still have lots left over.

My hope now is that I can live up to Codey’s example and play an active part in keeping his dream.

Ron (Ronyx)

I remember when I first met Codey in December, 2006. I opened an email from a young man who introduced himself as the creator of Codey's World. He said he admired my work and he wanted to link my site to CW. That was the beginning of a wonderful friendship that lasted for almost a year.
The more Codey revealed to me about his physical condition, the more I was in awe of him. In his immeasurable pain, he still loved life. There were times I couldn’t understand how he persevered, but that was the way Codey was.
He had a remarkable sense of humor. Our favorite playfulness was he’d insult me and laugh, waiting for what he knew was coming. I’d type bitch, and he’d type LMAO. We’d do this in almost every chat. I think he looked forward to it. I really miss that.
He was also a perfectionist, as Ben well knows. That is why CW is the exceptional site it is. I remember fondly his excitement of writing the poem, Fireflies. He shared it with me and we spent a morning finding just the right background for it. I sat at my computer and laughed because I could literally see the smile on his face when he knew he had finally achieved what he was wanting.
Sometimes it was hard to remember I was chatting with a young man. He was smart and wise beyond his young years. He was only with us for seventeen years, but he consumed the knowledge that some people never achieve. He always knew his time on Earth would be short. It brought tears to my eyes when he once told me that Codey's World was to be a memorial to him; but then I knew how lucky I was that he had shared his extraordinary talents with all of us.
I miss Codey. I only knew him a year, but he motivated me to be a better writer because I could see what he had accomplished in spite of immense obstacles. He brought the best out in all of us. I’ll end this like I always ended our chats.
Love you, Kiddo.
Your friend, Ron

Paul Schroder

I wish I'd met you Cody. I've had the pleasure of meeting some younger people here with your philosophy though, and that has been awesome. Thank you for setting such a wonderful example for all of us, the young and the old. You've certainly touched my heart.

mikie

Will keeps u dream. ALL WAYS. Promise.

Bart (Trab)

This is totally awesome. I miss Codey, and think about him lots. I can only hope that I can inspire people even a little bit as much as he has.

Bobby

To my Brother from another Mother

Codey has been a part of my life for 5 years now and I know he will be a part of my life forever. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him. Knowing Codey affects me everyday now. I carry him in my mind, my heart and my soul. He makes me want to be a better person everyday.

I miss...
our endless talks that meant so much
our constant jokes that would make my face sore from laughing so hard
our unique ability to turn anything into a sexual pun
our constantly finishing each other sentences like we shared a brain
our efforts to get each other to like other things (I got Codey to do fanatsy baseball, he got me to read)

For all of you that knew Codey, for those of us that love him and for Tim who loves him more than any one person could, we all own a piece of Codey inside of us that will let his spirit live forever.

nate

its amazing how much time can pass so quickly and then thats it its all gone. so many memories and so many secrets and tons of fun. if i could only understand myself as much as he understood me. ive learned a lot and still am from him. he brought me close to some great friends as well. hope i see u on the other side bro.