Jim Sanders

(1979 - 1999)

     Oh well... Jim was my boyfriend and a fellow addict. He was the reason why I started using, and he eventually became the reason I stopped. Since Jimmy has no family, except a sister who now lives somewhere in Australia, trying desperately to forget, I am the one to post this. Jim was the most compassionate and lovable person when he was sober. When he was high, he was just another "junky". And to be with him, I kept shooting up too. He OD-ed and died on a cold January night, in a motel room in East Village, N.Y. He left me pregnant and high. But I have lived, and so did my child. There is hope, but we have to find a cause to fight for. With love, to all those who suffer or have suffered from heroin/drug abuse... Chris