Some sentiments from some of Trevor's friends.

The news of my friend, Trevor, saddens me very deeply. To know Trevor was such an honor for me. To hear him explain just why he would leave the comfort and security of home to go fight for what he believed in was the definition of a True Hero. His presence lit up the room ten steps before he hit the door, and you could feel it. My deepest sympothy and prayers go out to his family. Trevor died protecting us. I will never forget that. Thank you buddy. I will miss you. - Pony  P.S. Go Eagles!

February 23, 2005

There is no easy way to discuss the loss of a loved friend.

The unfortunate part of life is death. For those of us that are left behind by those crossing over it is a soul searching episode in our own lives. There is always the “Why?” question that goes un-answered. For each individual, Trevor’s loss has a different meaning. No one else understands, no one else feels the loss the same way we do.

The thing I learned in these past few days is that his sudden death does not seem to make sense. I had to learn to accept – accept the fact that I do not get to make these difficult decisions. When the Father says “I want you to join me” then it is your turn. The question you have to ask yourself is – am I ready? I lost my friend Trevor in a combat zone but death occurs around us everyday.

Trevor was doing his duty – to God and Country. Death is no more acceptable in a combat zone than it is here at home. Never let anyone tell you that in combat you learn to accept death – Trevor fought it every day, every night – serving his country, making us proud. He stood tall, always on alert to protect his buddies and himself – his minute by minute fight was against death. Soldiers are touched by every loss they see. I do not care whether it was a fellow soldier, a civilian casualty or an enemy combatant.

The burden of a friend lost never leaves us. The way we deal with it is to use it as a learning tool. Trevor was a part of me – now I must live not only my life but carry the responsibility of doing something positive in honoring his. I have learned from him that friendship is a truly cherished piece of life. I have learned from him never to take life for granted. I have learned from him there is a duty that transcends me as an individual. But the most important thing I learned is that life is a precious thing that should be lived to the fullest – every minute of every day.  

When I remember and think of Trevor - I will toast him -   

thank him for what he taught me,

thank him for his friendship and

                thank him for his contribution to his Country.

Sincerely,

Bobby Champion Jr.