Jake was born on January 27, 1995 in St. John’s, Newfoundland and grew up with his mom (Marlie), dad (Larry), and sister (Kelsey) in the small town of Bay Bulls. As a child Jake loved making things with his hands, playing with army men, spending time with his beloved momma, hanging out with his sister, and hunting with his dad. He had many friends and a large circle of family who loved and supported him. Early on we realized that Jake struggled in school. After many years of frustration, he was eventually was diagnosed with an eye tracking/focus problem and dyslexia. Although he was incredibly intelligent, Jake continued to struggle and grew angry and ashamed of his inability to learn like most others in his small class. When Jake was 16 years old, he was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. This further contributed to his decline in mental health. His first attempt on his own life was around this time. Although as a family we knew that he needed help, he would not accept our offers. Over the years those offers turned to begging, pleading, long conversations on the phone, family meetings, and prayers. Unfortunately, the shame and stigma associated with mental health acted as a barrier for him to open himself up to receiving the help and treatment he so desperately needed. On August 24, 2016 our lives were irreparably changed by the news that our dear Jake’s battle was lost. His legacy continues on, not overshadowed by the way that he died, but instead as a celebration of life and a beacon of hope to those in our community who are struggling with mental health.