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Britt your sis Love you always and forever missing you. May 23, 2016
 
Thought you'd want to see what your niece and nephews look like. Justine of course is named after you, Angelo is nicks son, he's so free spirited like you and always a jokester. You always made jokes and pranks. I remember the time
we stayed at the red hotel and you kept flickering the light to scare me and Jenny pretending to
 a ghost. A light at moms always flickers, I bet it's you. The baby is Jeovani, my newest baby and last. Miss you always. Wish you could've met the father of my children, he's my best friend and hes
going to propose to me soon. We've been together for 8 years now. It's going to be hard on my wedding day and not having you there. I miss you so Much. love you.  
Written By Lindsey Wigham
 

Lindsey Wrote this for a High School report.

                                     Justin You are My Hero

  Today I have learned the benefits of life and how much I appreciate my family.
   No one knows how much my
hero means to me and why I respect him so much.

   Do me a favor and stop and try to remember why you respect the people you do and

   ask yourself if you really give anyone in your life the credit they deserve.

   If you have a hero you know how much they influence you in your life and help you
   have a good mind set when you make a decision.
   A hero can be someone who know's you best or even better than even maybe you know
   yourself sometimes.
   A hero can be someone you look up to as a influencing figure or someone you have
   grown to learn a lot of things in life from.
   Famous celebrities might be someone's hero, such as a athlete, actor, actress or even
   a spokes person.
   I don't consider anyone in that category my hero,. you don't have to be famous to be
   my hero because not everything in life is worth money.

   As they say, legends never die, neither do hero's.
   My hero means a lot to me and shows me everyday why I shouldn't give up on
   myself.
   so today I'm writing my best friend, my hero, my influence and also he's my role
   model.
  
   Justin Steven Wigham is my hero in my life because he set goals, concurred his
   goals, set high standards for himself and never underestimated his successes.
   I considered my cousin Justin my hero after standing back and looking at all the
   Things he succeeded in throughout his lifetime.
   Justin accomplished high school, college and worked hard for what he wanted.
   Tara was his girlfriend of many years was in love with him as he was in love with
   her.
   Justin proved to me theat love exists with the right person.
   I look up to Justin because I haven't had someone who I could talk to daily about my
   homework, Social life., Life struggles, family and my life goals and dreams.

   Justin Wigham died on July 13, 2008 in Redding, California by a accident.
   After my cousin passed away I realized the importance of life and how much people
   really don't give others the respect and credit they deserve for what they do for
   others.
   The one day I remember the most with Justin was the day he came to my grandma's
   House to help me with my homework in sixth grade to show me why I shouldn't give
   up on myself.
   I respected him for the fact that he came over just to help me in a class I couldn't
   understand because he did.
   I realized how much I respected him for not giving up on school and on himself
   when he needed someone the most.
   I look up to my cousin because he influenced me to change my outlook on working
   hard in my life so I can be someone someday and maybe be someone else's hero.
   When he passed I realized how much I adore my life and respect the others around
   me.
   So I feel Like it is my job to thank my cousin for pushing me to succeed.

   Justin, you are my hero day to day because you have never done me wrong in my
   life.
   Your life was cut to short because I know you could have infuenced even more
   people to not give up on their life and life goals.
   A hero is the person you look up to for advice and guidance for your life.
   My hero is you cousin because you showed me that life isn't always easy but isn't
   impossible either.
   I can honestly say I'm probably not the only person who knew you that considers
   you their hero because in your loveing memory we have a annual golf tournaments
   for you to be remembered.
   Two scholarships are given away to two students at Foothill High School as a
   fundraiser for those who worked hard to go to college.
   I think about you everday and think to myself why I'm going to do my best that day
   and know your counting on me to at least try.

   Justin is my hero for the fact of him being there for me no matter his situation.
   He's my cousin, best friend, hero and inspiration.
   He teaches me something new everday and is the only reason I'm still in school.
   I used to hate my life and my outlook on things but now that I have realized
   someone cares. I have opened up toothers and my life.
   Just because you fall doesn't mean you can't get back up.


  
Sarah Noack
 

7-30-11

Sarah Wigham

 

Hey Uncle Matt, thought I would tell you how small of a world it is, I just sold a router we had to a marine today.

 

His name is SGT Cruz. I gave him my number to contact me about the router and noticed his number was the 530 area code. I asked "Are you by any chance from the Redding area?" He said yes I am. He Went to Chico State for a few years and... also to Foothill high school. I was so shocked and said I went to foothill and so did all of my cousins and then he asked for my maiden name and I said Sarah Wigham. He was so shocked and said Wigham? As if in Justin Wigham? I said yes sir thats my cousin! We talked about how he new the Wighams and he said, He and Justin went to college together at Chico State and San Diego State. Both wanted to be a teacher. SGT Cruz is flying a flag in Afghanistan for Justin. And he will have the flag flown to here on camp Pendleton. There will be a flag for Justin here :)

 


Catherine your Mother
 
Justin....I read this post from your friend Gavin and it brought tears to my eyes because it was so true...you were the epitomy of kindness, gentleness, caring thougtfulness, honesty, integrity, everything that my grandfather represented - Papa - you became him, it was obviously in your blood, because you loved like no one ever could imagine.  The honest way you gave of yourself to others was so beautiful, so forgiving when it felt like it was not deserved, but it didn't matter to you, because you loved unconditionally. 

Your niece Justine knows you, she calls you and recognizes all of your pictures in the house and talks about you daily.  Sometimes she says your name and we swear she sees you standing there.  We believe that you are there and she can see you...how luck is she to have you with her.  We miss you so much Justin.  It seems like just yesterday you were with us and I still wait for you to come through that door like you used to so unexpectedy...just show up with that wonderful smile on your face and that warm, gentle hug.  I love you son...the ache in my gut has not let up.  Say "hi" to Mimi, Papa, Tristan, Andy, and Sherry.  Mom
Brother Gavin
 

 

Here's to you, Justin..     Gavin Steiner 


On this day three years ago the world lost a truly remarkable young man, and I lost a brother. Ugh, I can't beleive it's been three years already. It seems like only yesterday I was standing in the kitchen of my mom's house on Strauss grubbing on some food and watching the Giants when you cruised through the front door like the place was your own. (Well, shit... who am I kidding anyway? It WAS yours... your home. Just about as much as it was mine, that's for sure.) And, like any other day, down the hallway you'd stroll bringing that big, goofy-ass grin into our living space that left everyone in attendance helpless to not smile back. You always had a way of capturing peoples' attention. I still can't beleive that wasn't yesterday, cause I feel like it was. I guess this is where the truly difficult realization kicks in for me. I can't beleive we haven't been able to share our lives with each other, like I had always believed we'd be able to. I had always been convinced someday we'd be two old men sitting in lawn chairs with silver bullets in our hands talking about all the stupid shit we did as kids, while we watch our own kids play in the yard. Or at least being able to catch up regularly and share all the things we've experienced since the LAST time we caught up. But no, not anymore. Now, there's a mounting three years where soooo much has changed and happened with me, your family, all of our friends, and even the world and I can't share that with you. I mean, you used to be my GO-TO GUY for perspective and insight, and you were never shy of putting me in my place in a loving way. I always knew how special of a person you were no matter how things you said or did may have been perceived differently to others... and you treated me the same way. With compassion and understanding... you lived with love, as did I. And, we just "got" each other... that was that. I miss you so much... that's obvious. We ALL miss you deeply... that is the tragedy. However, there is a silver lining to all things tragic, and you are no exception. You may be gone in physical form, brother, but your spirit lives on in all of those you touched... and that is A LOT (to say the least). I may only be able to speak for myself, but I still to the this day (and undoubtedly forever) think about what you might say to me, or what you may have done in my situation when I am in a time of struggle or sadness. To this day you influence me and motivate me. You are truly inspiring, and for that I am forever grateful. So, tonight I'm sipping a tall silver bullet for my brother. Thank you for everything... I love you.

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