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Dear <strong>First</strong> <strong>Lady</strong> Sharon L<strong>and</strong>ry,<br />

I am an ambassador for the <strong>Dr</strong>ug Epidemic Memorial Wall. I have lost three children to opioids.<br />

This letter is about my son, Shawn David Rivas, who was poisoned by 120 milligrams of pure<br />

fentanyl.<br />

On July 22, 2021, my son, Shawn David, went missing, only three weeks after my daughter,<br />

Danielle, died from heroin laced with fentanyl. Deep down in my spirit, I immediately knew<br />

Shawn was dead. God had told me. Yet, I didn’t know where Shawn was. It seemed<br />

incomprehensible that I was staring face to face with the death of yet another of my children. 3-<br />

1/2 weeks later, Shawn’s body was returned to the same house he disappeared from. The<br />

autopsy report revealed that Shawn died from 120 milligrams of pure fentanyl.<br />

Shawn David loved God with all his heart. His dream was to be a pastor one day. Shawn was<br />

h<strong>and</strong>some, gregarious, <strong>and</strong> outgoing. He loved people <strong>and</strong> never met a stranger. He was<br />

deeply caring <strong>and</strong> loving. Shawn was the father of two children, Makayla <strong>and</strong> Matthew, who will<br />

now grow up without their father. Irreplaceable <strong>and</strong> immeasurably loved, Shawn David <strong>and</strong> my<br />

other two children were tragically ripped away from me <strong>and</strong> this planet by drugs.<br />

Every other pain I had experienced up until that point pales in comparison to the death of my<br />

children. Child death is in a category of pain all its own, <strong>and</strong> only those who have visited its hell<br />

firsth<strong>and</strong> underst<strong>and</strong>; it is indeed a whiff of pure hell here on earth. Their deaths leave our lives<br />

wrecked, our hearts, hopes <strong>and</strong> dreams shattered. I never imagined surviving the death of<br />

three of my children. And though each death sought to destroy me, by God’s grace, I survived<br />

<strong>and</strong> now live to share my story with those also walking through the valley of grief in hopes of<br />

providing comfort, support, <strong>and</strong> encouragement in your faith.<br />

We need your help! Please assist us in finding a permanent location for a <strong>Dr</strong>ug Epidemic<br />

Memorial Wall within our Capitol, in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, or in another Louisiana State<br />

building. We want photos of our loved ones permanently displayed. Our children’s lives<br />

mattered. Their deaths matter. They deserve to be treated like victims, for each of them was a<br />

victim of the Pharmaceutical Industry. Those murdered by the evil poisoning that is fentanyl are<br />

murder victims at the h<strong>and</strong>s of drug dealers, the cartel, <strong>and</strong> China <strong>and</strong> Mexico.<br />

A group of Louisiana parents would like to meet with you <strong>and</strong> work together to prevent this hell<br />

on earth that is child death from drugs from happening to other families. We need your help<br />

<strong>and</strong> pray that you will consider our request.<br />

God bless you,<br />

Pamela Riviere-Rivas,<br />

Mother of Shawn David Rivas, forever 29.<br />

Baton Rouge, Louisiana<br />

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