Clayton Andrew Rollins, 43, of Richmond, IN, passed away May 1, 2022. Arrangements have been entrusted to The Cremation Society of Indiana, 4115 Shelby Street.
Tracy Ruiz
left a message on October 4, 2024:
Little brother, I miss you so much!
I wish you could have won your battle against drugs & alcohol. It was so hard watching you spiral out of control like your dad did. No one could do anything because it was YOUR choice. YOU were the only one who could change YOU & you would have been a wonderful dad to your kids, too. Regardless, you were, & still are, so very much loved. You broke our hearts, especially mom’s & I’m glad she passed before you did because she would have literally died from a broken heart considering her health issues with her heart.The person you became was not the person you were.
Looking at your ashes is weird because I think, ‘Is that really you? Those ashes? Are you really gone?’ It’s hard to accept due to the fact you couldn’t be seen due to the condition of your body. All I can go by is people TOLD me you passed. It’s harder to accept when you don’t have “proof with your own eyes” like I did when mom passed. (I was there.)
Anyway, I love you my #forever43 year old little brother!
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Tracy Ruiz
left a message on October 4, 2024:
Little brother, I miss you so much!
I wish you could have won your battle against drugs & alcohol. It was so hard watching you spiral out of control like your dad did. No one could do anything because it was YOUR choice. YOU were the only one who could change YOU & you would have been a wonderful dad to your kids, too. Regardless, you were, & still are, so very much loved. You broke our hearts, especially mom’s & I’m glad she passed before you did because she would have literally died from a broken heart considering her health issues with her heart.The person you became was not the person you were.
Looking at your ashes is weird because I think, ‘Is that really you? Those ashes? Are you really gone?’ It’s hard to accept due to the fact you couldn’t be seen due to the condition of your body. All I can go by is people TOLD me you passed. It’s harder to accept when you don’t have “proof with your own eyes” like I did when mom passed. (I was there.)
Anyway, I love you my #forever43 year old little brother!
left a message:
Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.