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Ian Lee Tilmann 10/26/76 - 05/26/05...Skate In Peace My Beloved Son
"IAN'S STORY"
The cool night air was in his face as Ian Tilmann made his last run down the hill on Hercules Avenue in Clearwater, FL. Police later said Ian was going about 20 mph.
The 28-year-old U.S. Marine Corp veteran and two friends had been skateboarding down the street for several hours. But this would be Ian's last run.
At the foot of the hill the front wheels on his longboard locked up. He was hurled into the night, tumbling headfirst to the hard pavement. Like many other veteran boarders, he wore no helmet.
The impact cracked open his skull from ear to ear. Doctors later said there was evidence of at least four areas of injury to his brain. In the hospital, Ian had to be restrained as he became violent and tried to pull out the intravenous needles and stand up. The doctors said this was evidence of deep brain injuries.
Doctors induced a coma to keep him calm and he was placed on life-supporting machines. But Ian's brain was swelling inside of his skull – pressing against the bone. In the following days, doctors fought the swelling; brain surgery was done to try to help relieve the pressure.
Ten days later, May 26, 2005, Ian Tilmann died. If Ian had been wearing a helmet, he would still be alive.
In the days following Ian's accident, the family remained in a state of shock & disbelief...but he was only skateboarding!
In memory of Ian, the family has made a commitment to promote helmet use to skateboarders. The family decided on buying helmets and giving them to skateboarders for free if they pledged first to wear the helmet whenever they rode their boards. The program was first launched in Safety Harbor’s skateboard park. The City of Safety Harbor dedicated their skate park to Ian Tilmann in April 2007 & renamed it The Ian Tilmann Skate Park.
In November 2005, The Ian Tilmann Foundation was created in memory of our son. The Foundation is a tax-exempt public charity. The Ian Tilmann Foundation's "Helmet For A Promise" program provides free custom-ordered skater's helmets to skateboarders nationwide that promise to wear the helmet whenever they skate. The Foundation created the "Skate Smart Project" to help get the information out to skateboarders about the risk of brain injuries when skateboarding without a helmet. Remember Ian's message to all skateboarders....
"Skate Smart...Wear A Helmet...Live To Skate Tomorrow!"
"Precious Child"
Words & music by Karen Taylor-Good
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
that can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever...in my heart
In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, precious child
God knows I want to hold you,
see you, touch you
And maybe there is a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then
The cool night air was in his face as Ian Tilmann made his last run down the hill on Hercules Avenue in Clearwater, FL. Police later said Ian was going about 20 mph.
The 28-year-old U.S. Marine Corp veteran and two friends had been skateboarding down the street for several hours. But this would be Ian's last run.
At the foot of the hill the front wheels on his longboard locked up. He was hurled into the night, tumbling headfirst to the hard pavement. Like many other veteran boarders, he wore no helmet.
The impact cracked open his skull from ear to ear. Doctors later said there was evidence of at least four areas of injury to his brain. In the hospital, Ian had to be restrained as he became violent and tried to pull out the intravenous needles and stand up. The doctors said this was evidence of deep brain injuries.
Doctors induced a coma to keep him calm and he was placed on life-supporting machines. But Ian's brain was swelling inside of his skull – pressing against the bone. In the following days, doctors fought the swelling; brain surgery was done to try to help relieve the pressure.
Ten days later, May 26, 2005, Ian Tilmann died. If Ian had been wearing a helmet, he would still be alive.
In the days following Ian's accident, the family remained in a state of shock & disbelief...but he was only skateboarding!
In memory of Ian, the family has made a commitment to promote helmet use to skateboarders. The family decided on buying helmets and giving them to skateboarders for free if they pledged first to wear the helmet whenever they rode their boards. The program was first launched in Safety Harbor’s skateboard park. The City of Safety Harbor dedicated their skate park to Ian Tilmann in April 2007 & renamed it The Ian Tilmann Skate Park.
In November 2005, The Ian Tilmann Foundation was created in memory of our son. The Foundation is a tax-exempt public charity. The Ian Tilmann Foundation's "Helmet For A Promise" program provides free custom-ordered skater's helmets to skateboarders nationwide that promise to wear the helmet whenever they skate. The Foundation created the "Skate Smart Project" to help get the information out to skateboarders about the risk of brain injuries when skateboarding without a helmet. Remember Ian's message to all skateboarders....
"Skate Smart...Wear A Helmet...Live To Skate Tomorrow!"
"Precious Child"
Words & music by Karen Taylor-Good
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
that can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever...in my heart
In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, precious child
God knows I want to hold you,
see you, touch you
And maybe there is a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then
Marcy Tilmann's Blog
Ian' Story
Posted on January 27, 2010 at 11:13am 1 Comment 0 Likes
The cool night air was in his face as Ian Tilmann made his last run down the hill on Hercules Avenue in Clearwater, FL. Police later said Ian was going about 20 mph.
The 28-year-old U.S. Marine Corp veteran and two friends had been skateboarding down the street for several hours. But this would be Ian's last run.
At the foot of the hill the front wheels on his longboard locked up. He was hurled into the night, tumbling headfirst to the hard pavement. Like many other… Continue
The 28-year-old U.S. Marine Corp veteran and two friends had been skateboarding down the street for several hours. But this would be Ian's last run.
At the foot of the hill the front wheels on his longboard locked up. He was hurled into the night, tumbling headfirst to the hard pavement. Like many other… Continue
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Susan
Sorry it's been a whil;e since I wrote you. Between working graveyard 6 nights a week and sleeping, I don't seem to get much done. I'm too old for this graveyard nonsense (56), but my boss seems to think otherwise.
I got thru' October fairly well, especially the 29th. No tears, but the void was something I felt I could almost fall into, it was so huge. I know that I'll always miss Roman, and not one day goes by that I wish I could hear his voice just once more. It's hard to believe that it has been 4 years. Then I think of my Mom..............one of my older brothers died in June of '98.....a drug overdose and alcohol poisoning. He died on Roman's birthday. Then Roman died on my younger brothers birthday. Nothing like keeping it in the family, huh? I'm not aas bitterkansas is close to much of anything!r and torn apart as I was 4 years ago, but it still hurts, and there are times when I still cry. The first Christmas he was gone, in 2006, I drove around for hours, going nowhere. I finally parked in a hospital parking lot, and put a Christmas CD on, then sat and listened to it over and over, and cried the whole time,
I know the pain you feel, and the void. If I could take your pain, even if only for a while, and carry it on my shoulders for you, I would. Just to help you get some peace for a while. Unfortunately, that isn't possible, so instead I'm hear with as many hugs as you need. I know that words don't really help, and 'I'm sorry' really gets old after a while. Ian was lucky to have you for his Mom, and you were very lucky to have him for a son. .
I think what helps me isn't in what I lost when Roman died, but rather, how lucky I was to have him for 30 years. My sister-in-law told me that she really believes that God takes the best ones first for whatever p[urpose He has in mind.That means, to me, that Roman and Ian were important to God, and we should be very proud of them.
Now, if you lived closer, we could go out and have a
Sorry it's been a whil;e since I wrote you. Between working graveyard 6 nights a week and sleeping, I don't seem to get much done. I'm too old for this graveyard nonsense (56), but my boss seems to think otherwise.
I got thru' October fairly well, especially the 29th. No tears, but the void was something I felt I could almost fall into, it was so huge. I know that I'll always miss Roman, and not one day goes by that I wish I could hear his voice just once more. It's hard to believe that it has been 4 years. Then I think of my Mom..............one of my older brothers died in June of '98.....a drug overdose and alcohol poisoning. He died on Roman's birthday. Then Roman died on my younger brothers birthday. Nothing like keeping it in the family, huh? I'm not aas bitterkansas is close to much of anything!r and torn apart as I was 4 years ago, but it still hurts, and there are times when I still cry. The first Christmas he was gone, in 2006, I drove around for hours, going nowhere. I finally parked in a hospital parking lot, and put a Christmas CD on, then sat and listened to it over and over, and cried the whole time,
I know the pain you feel, and the void. If I could take your pain, even if only for a while, and carry it on my shoulders for you, I would. Just to help you get some peace for a while. Unfortunately, that isn't possible, so instead I'm hear with as many hugs as you need. I know that words don't really help, and 'I'm sorry' really gets old after a while. Ian was lucky to have you for his Mom, and you were very lucky to have him for a son. .
I think what helps me isn't in what I lost when Roman died, but rather, how lucky I was to have him for 30 years. My sister-in-law told me that she really believes that God takes the best ones first for whatever p[urpose He has in mind.That means, to me, that Roman and Ian were important to God, and we should be very proud of them.
Now, if you lived closer, we could go out and have a
Sorry it's been a whil;e since I wrote you. Between working graveyard 6 nights a week and sleeping, I don't seem to get much done. I'm too old for this graveyard nonsense (56), but my boss seems to think otherwise.
I got thru' October fairly well, especially the 29th. No tears, but the void was something I felt I could almost fall into, it was so huge. I know that I'll always miss Roman, and not one day goes by that I wish I could hear his voice just once more. It's hard to believe that it has been 4 years. Then I think of my Mom..............one of my older brothers died in June of '98.....a drug overdose and alcohol poisoning. He died on Roman's birthday. Then Roman died on my younger brothers birthday. Nothing like keeping it in the family, huh? I'm not aas bitterkansas is close to much of anything!r and torn apart as I was 4 years ago, but it still hurts, and there are times when I still cry. The first Christmas he was gone, in 2006, I drove around for hours, going nowhere. I finally parked in a hospital parking lot, and put a Christmas CD on, then sat and listened to it over and over, and cried the whole time,
I know the pain you feel, and the void. If I could take your pain, even if only for a while, and carry it on my shoulders for you, I would. Just to help you get some peace for a while. Unfortunately, that isn't possible, so instead I'm hear with as many hugs as you need. I know that words don't really help, and 'I'm sorry' really gets old after a while. Ian was lucky to have you for his Mom, and you were very lucky to have him for a son. .
I think what helps me isn't in what I lost when Roman died, but rather, how lucky I was to have him for 30 years. My sister-in-law told me that she really believes that God takes the best ones first for whatever p[urpose He has in mind.That means, to me, that Roman and Ian were important to God, and we should be very proud of them.
Now, if you lived closer, we could go out and have a
Sorry it's been a whil;e since I wrote you. Between working graveyard 6 nights a week and sleeping, I don't seem to get much done. I'm too old for this graveyard nonsense (56), but my boss seems to think otherwise.
I got thru' October fairly well, especially the 29th. No tears, but the void was something I felt I could almost fall into, it was so huge. I know that I'll always miss Roman, and not one day goes by that I wish I could hear his voice just once more. It's hard to believe that it has been 4 years. Then I think of my Mom..............one of my older brothers died in June of '98.....a drug overdose and alcohol poisoning. He died on Roman's birthday. Then Roman died on my younger brothers birthday. Nothing like keeping it in the family, huh? I'm not aas bitterkansas is close to much of anything!r and torn apart as I was 4 years ago, but it still hurts, and there are times when I still cry. The first Christmas he was gone, in 2006, I drove around for hours, going nowhere. I finally parked in a hospital parking lot, and put a Christmas CD on, then sat and listened to it over and over, and cried the whole time,
I know the pain you feel, and the void. If I could take your pain, even if only for a while, and carry it on my shoulders for you, I would. Just to help you get some peace for a while. Unfortunately, that isn't possible, so instead I'm hear with as many hugs as you need. I know that words don't really help, and 'I'm sorry' really gets old after a while. Ian was lucky to have you for his Mom, and you were very lucky to have him for a son. .
I think what helps me isn't in what I lost when Roman died, but rather, how lucky I was to have him for 30 years. My sister-in-law told me that she really believes that God takes the best ones first for whatever p[urpose He has in mind.That means, to me, that Roman and Ian were important to God, and we should be very proud of them.
Now, if you lived closer, we could go out and have a
LOL..........silly caps key. Sorr4y it's been a while since you heard from me. Between working graveyard AND working 6 nights a week, my life has most consisted of working and sleeping. Well, Oct. 29 went by fairly smooth. I didn't cry at all, but sure did feel the void big time. I can't believe that it's been 4 years. When I think about it now, sometimes I feel like it just happened yesterday, and other times, it seems like it was a lifetime ago. One thing that does help me is knowing that my Dad and grandpa and an older brother of mine were there to meet him.
So was his dad.
Sure doesn't stop my missing him, though. I just keep thinking if I could only hear his voice, just one more time.
All in all, I guess things are ok. Winter is coming here to Arkansas. It sure is getting cold! I miss Roman teerribly during the holidays, but am still looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas with my other 2 kids and all the grandkids. I have a 37 year old son and a 31 year old daughter. Then there's my son in law, my husband, and the 3 grandkids that live here. A granddaughter who is 15, and a grandson who is 12, and a granddaughter who is 6 years old.
I am being called for breakfast duty, so I'll sign off for now. You all take care, and many hugs and kisses are headed your way.
God bless all of you.
Susan
How are you and your family doing? I hope it helps to know that others beside yourself are remembering your son, and praying for the healing of your pain. You are a much stronger person than you give yourself credit for. Hang onto your strength and your faith in God. Don't ever fret over what people tell you you "should" be feeling. You know your heart and mind better than anyhone else. I hope that the many hugs I am sending you will help, at least for a small while. You take care, and keep in touch. Much love to you and yours.
Susan
Losing a child is not something we "get over", but rather, just something that we learn to live with and go on as best as we can. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers always. Feel free to message me amytime. It was hard for me last week as the 1st would have been Roman's 34th birthday.
Much love to all..................
Susan
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