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Dear <strong>First</strong> <strong>Lady</strong> Gwen Walz,<br />

I am an ambassador <strong>and</strong> state leader for the US <strong>Dr</strong>ug Epidemic Memorial wall in Minnesota.<br />

My son, Nathan Kartak died of Fentanyl Poisoning on March 12, 2022, at the age of 30. His last<br />

words to me were “stay safe out there’. I am looking for your help in keeping our children safe.<br />

On Saturday, March 12, 2022, Nathan woke me up. I can still hear him say, “Mom, mom, I got<br />

something for you down on the kitchen counter <strong>and</strong> I think you’ll like it.” <strong>and</strong> “Here’s a Kind bar,<br />

because you are kind”. On the kitchen counter he had a little jar of honey with a note that said,<br />

“I hurt you mom.” We hung out the rest of that day. Nathan had just recently finished treatment,<br />

<strong>and</strong> we packed up some of his stuff. I remember he asked me if it was ok to wash pillows. He<br />

showed me some music he thought I’d liked, <strong>and</strong> he spun a nickel on the counter. We even<br />

talked about God <strong>and</strong> church. He said he missed going, <strong>and</strong> we made plans for him to come<br />

with me.<br />

Midafternoon, I left to take the dogs for a walk, <strong>and</strong> he was sitting out on the front steps. As I<br />

was walking away, he said “Stay safe out there”. I put my h<strong>and</strong> up <strong>and</strong> waved, but I didn’t turn<br />

around. That’s it. I came home from my walk <strong>and</strong> walked into an altered world. My biggest fear<br />

materialized before me. A living nightmare ensued with cops around my boy, <strong>and</strong> I screamed,<br />

“He’s gone”, several times. As I was screaming in the bathroom, they were bringing him down,<br />

<strong>and</strong> I did not look. I called my husb<strong>and</strong>, “You have to come home, Nathan is gone”. He said,<br />

“What do you mean Nathan is gone?”. I just reiterated that he was gone. In my small town,<br />

word travels fast, <strong>and</strong> my sister <strong>and</strong> nieces were alerted somehow. People appeared at my<br />

door, <strong>and</strong> were asking me, “Is it true?”, <strong>and</strong> I became numb to their questions. My family <strong>and</strong> I<br />

will never be the same.<br />

There are sadly many stories like mine, <strong>and</strong> many of us are turning our pain into purpose.<br />

Those that live with addiction <strong>and</strong> those that love those that live with addiction know the shame<br />

<strong>and</strong> stigma that comes with it. This is wrong. It’s a disease that needs to be treated, <strong>and</strong> those<br />

that suffer are people who have succumbed to this disease. Would you be willing to assist us in<br />

our efforts to provide education <strong>and</strong> end stigma by creating a permanent location for the <strong>Dr</strong>ug<br />

Epidemic Memorial Wall? We currently have two virtual walls, one for names <strong>and</strong> one for<br />

photos. However, a physical one would provide us a place to honor our children that fell victim<br />

to this epidemic. I have attached a photo of my son Nathan. Would you be willing to meet with<br />

us to discuss our plans for a <strong>Dr</strong>ug Epidemic Memorial? Thank you for your consideration.<br />

Sincerely,<br />

Kate Sloan: Nathan’s mom<br />

State Lead<br />

Montgomery, MN<br />

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