Alexander Johnson
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This memorial website was created in the memory of our son, Alexander Locke Johnson, who was born on February 17, 2005 and passed away on May 11, 2005. We will remember him forever.  The March of Dimes has a prematurity campaign called banding together.  I have created a virtual band in memory of Alexander where donations can be made on his behalf. 

Tributes and Condolences
thinking of you   / Maria Faller (friend of his mom )
Dear Jennifer - My thoughts are with you and your family at this sad time. I have my special candle lit in his honor today. love and hugs, maria Christopher's mommy
you are in my thoughts   / Maria Faller
Dear Jennifer - You and your family are very much in my thoughts and prayers as you remember your precious baby Alexander on his birthday. I have my special candle lit in his honor today. love and hugs, maria Christopher's mommy forever http://ww...  Continue >>
Your Precious Child   / Nancy Whitmore (Gods Servent )
I am truly very sorry for the loss of your precious baby, may God be with you. I wanted to share your story on facebook so others could be warned about the kiklings of innocent children and babies through vaccanations. I am a firm believer that they ...  Continue >>
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His legacy
Alexander Locke Johnson  

Alexander was born 5 weeks premature but otherwise was a healthy little boy.  Tragically, he lived only 12 short weeks.  He suffered a seizure and cardiac arrest following his first set of vaccinations.  The resulting damage to his brain was catastrophic. 

I am determined to give Alexander the voice he never got to have.  He will never be forgotten.  My goal is to help parents become aware of the rights they have and push for changes to give them the ability to make informed decisions about vaccinations for their children.  I strongly urge every parent to do their own research rather than blindly listening to pediatricians who require the recommended schedule for vaccinations.  Parents should have the choice of when, what and how vaccinations are given and should not be refused treatment if they don't comply.  Knowledge is power and hopefully it can help to save the lives of the most helpless among us. 

A Special Birthday

Please God, make them remember that today is a special birthday.

Make them understand that the memories don't go away.

Bless them, with ears to hear and hearts that care.

Enable them to listen while I share.

Shelter them that they may never know my pain.

Help them to help me know that my child's life was not in vain.

Help them to remember, Lord that I wish that my child was here so we could celebrate.

To understand that I still feel the nearness of my child.

To see beyond my smile and the words. "I'm okay".

Please God, just let one remember today is a special birthday!

Author Unknown

The Vaccination

His trusting eyes looked up at me
He smiled his sweetest smile
What a precious gift from God he was
My son my first born child,

The nurse came in and weighed him
Put a thermometer briefly in his ear
Then she told me to take off his diaper
And expose his plump little rear.

I did as I was instructed
For I knew the procedure by now
It’s time for his next vaccination
This time I won’t flinch, I vow.

The syringes and vial of the serums
Lay benignly on her sterile steel tray
And though I try to watch her,
I find myself turning away.

His scream at the prick of the needle
Sends a bolt of pure terror through me
It’s animal like pitch was not normal
And I turned around quickly to see.

His beautiful body went rigid
Then spasmed again and again
What’s happening to my poor baby?
And what can I do to help him?

I could sense the nurse’s pure panic
As she called out to the doctor to come
The seconds that passed seems like hours
And where is that screaming coming from?

I open my eyes in a room filled with light
The silence a deafening roar
My husband is standing beside me
He says everything fine, but his tears tell me more

I try to sit up, but I’m weary
Another needle pierces my arm
I drift off once again into darkness
But my mind beats a steady alarm.

Two days and two nights I am sedated
Until now no one tells me why
Then the doctor appears with my husband
And immediately I start to cry

My most precious gift has been taken
He’ll never again be mine to hold
His body once so warm and loving
Now lays on a slab icy cold

I’m sorry says the good doctor
A reaction we couldn’t foresee
Please accept my sincerest condolence
I guess it was just meant to be

Our son now plays with the angels
And my heart breaks anew everyday
Its the angels who tickle his tummy
And it’s in their arms not mine, he will lay

A statistic, one in seventeen hundred
That’s what they say of my son
But I say one child is too many
To die from a vaccination

So mothers do not be so trusting
Hear me before it’s to late
Don’t lose your child to the “program”
Investigate before you vaccinate!

By Patricia Crutchfield

I Lost My Child Today

I lost my child today.
People came to weep and cry
As I just sat and stared, dry eyed.
They struggled to find words to say
To try and make the pain go away.
I walked the floor in disbelief.
I lost my child today. 

I lost my child last month.
Most of the people went away.
Some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream
This can't be real--I want to scream.
Yet everything is locked inside,
God, help me, I want to die.
I lost my child last month. 

I lost my child last year.
Now people who had come, have gone.
I sit and struggle all day long,
To bear the pain so deep inside.
And now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song.
Good heavens, it has been so long.
I lost my child last year. 

Time has not moved on for me.
The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face,
"She must move on and leave this place."
Yet I am trapped right here in time.
The songs the same, as is the rhyme,
I lost my child......Today.

 By Netta Wilson

Just Those Few Weeks....

For those few weeks -
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short a time
to be changed so profoundly.

In those few weeks -
I came to know you...
and to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh, what a life I had planned for you!

Just those few weeks -
when I lost you,
I lost a lifetime of hopes, plans,
dreams, and aspirations...
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.

Just those few weeks -
It wasn't enough time to show others
how special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died and few are mourning the passing.

You were just those few weeks my little one,
you darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed to
make my life so much richer and give me a small glimpse of eternity.

Author unknown


Alexander's Photo Album
April 26, 2005.
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