Dear Daniel,

                  Everytime I think of you i picture us as kids playing with our cousins. We never spent much time as we grew up and now I know what it feelslike to have regrets. My Mum and your Mum will always have a connection with their friendship and therefor we shall never forget you.....Miss you,.....Hell yeah.......Forget you...... Never. Life aint fair Dan but from your writtings you left behind I know you will in future and present help others to understand a little better about depression and mind screw ups. Brothers forever Daniel. And watch over your Mum.She needs to feel loved and she misses you so much. Always with us forever.

Stay Cool .........Be at peace........

Jessie Reibelt

3/3/08

 Have a wonderful Christmas you and Daniel are always in my thoughts and prayers my friend.. hope you catch a breeze.. hugs and love .. Irene

Wishing your family a gentle, peaceful
Christmas.
Love,
Judy & Family

I am fortunate enough to have known Daniel from the time he was born until the day he departed this life.The last time I had the chance to chat with him alone was due to unfortunate circumstances.I had aquired myself a latenight stalker and with my partner away working and a new baby I was very uneasy being alone at night.My wonderful friend and Dans Mum, Marcell, had told Dan of my prowler and so Dan being the bloody gentleman he was decided he was going to stay with me just so I could feel safe and get some rest.I wanted to tell Dan I was fine but I knew I was not.And so Marcell dropped Daniel off at my house around 6pm and Daniel and I started our evening entertaining each other. We spoke of when he was a child. I had always wondered if he had memories of me living with him and Marcy when he was much younger.Every Saturday Marcy was out of bed and readying him and me for footy or we would be off to South Bank Swimming or Karate or His mates.But the one memory I shared with him alone was the one he wanted to talk about.He told me he loved me being around.He used to call me Dad and i called him son.It was our own little joke.I guess in my twentys i had seen enough bad to have a little staunchness about myself and Daniel thrived on it in my company.If he wanted the female touch he always went to Mum.But Daniel recalled to me how I would always take him to get movies or games from the video shop.while we were laughing over people looking at us strangely when he would call out to me,"check this out dad".It always made me smile.He recalled to me that oneday he was a little down and I decided to take him and get a video game for him to play.As we walked along he lifted up his Mums id and said wow dad look at mums hair. It was for the 80s an in style but to Daniel that day it was the funniest thing in the sweetest of boys ways.His humour made me laugh and his innocent poke at mum became a moment set in time with both Daniel and Myself.I myself often thought about that day over the years but had never mentioned it to Marcy as I didnt know if she would see the funny side.13 years after the roll on the grass laugh attack he and I had, we were sitting together and out of the blue he recalled the moment to me.He was this time a young man but I doubt if he and I laughed any less this time around when we spoke of it.I said Dan I have never told your Mum about that day and with his big cheeky grin he replied I have... I was gob smacked and ask how she took it. With his grin still he said"well Cindy she didnt laugh as much as us... But I love her so much she knows we laughed with her not at her.I realised at that moment that the boy was now a man.And a good man.Here he was at 19 years old giving up his mates and good times to sit with a frightened older woman and protect me from anything and anyone.His mother had done an even better job at raising him than what I had imagined possible.I love the thought that Dan and I had a special moment in childhood that continued to make him smile as an adult.It was our own personal moment of uncontrolable laughter,and even though it may not of even been funny to anyone else,I realise that day marked a permanet conection with Dan and I that he and I know of only.He stayed all night with me and I felt safe.I dont even know if he slept that night but I am so happy today that I had the chance to speak with him as an adult about our warm friendship when he was a lad.He taught me to play video games and I was his favourite person to challenge.He always one and occasionly i even let him win just to boost his self confidence and make him so proud of himself.I always thought he was one of the lucky kids with the wonderful mother and great family support around him.When you think of Marcell,well you think of Dan,and vice versa.They were a team.A finer mother to her son he would or could not have found.Marcell Is and was and will always be the most caring considerate person and parent that Daniel could of wanted or needed.We all imagined he would go so far in life and accomplish so much.And in his short life he did just that.Marcell and her family were exactly the kind of family all of us would like to have as our own and They were blessed with Daniel,The Angel In The Making. Anytime he was in my presents he always made me smile.He would warn others including his mates to be respectful or as he would say"I will knock you all out if your not good to my dad.I was a barmaid at the time and Dan always earned himself a discount on the takeaways but he would always drink his takeaways before he took them away.I always let him do his thing simply because he was Dan.The little boy who grew up with a happy thought about his youth with a women who always classed the moment as one of the best heart heartedly laughs i have ever had.To some this may not mean much .But to Dan and I it took us on that day to another level that as friends lasted and stuck in both our minds until the first time we had time to talk our talk.So to Daniel I say..... Gee Wiz Dan... If I could I would kick your butt for taking what was or was not the hardest step you ever took.If I had known you were so so confused tierd and at your end I would of happily sat with you for days months years and I would of laughed those demons out of your head.But that was not your style.And you did have style.To much for it not to shine through to all that new you.We shall meet again someday and I can see Dans smile already.His head tilting to the side and looking up with that ever so dynamic grin and always having the right answer to reassure you that he was ok. You left us all kicking ourselves for walking around in what now seems an ignorant state.You were a good one Daniel long before your life began and we were all so blessed to have known you and called you friend... or son....you were Mario and I was Luigi and I shall always remember that little boy who laughed so much and just wanted to show you just how good he was at everything he tried.And with a wonderful mother as he had he was able to explore and discover so much about life love and himself in the short 20 years he had.I shall forever remember you and I promise to always be around for your mum when she needs a friend or just someone who knew Dan for being Dan.God Bless You Daniel Son.... You were and are one of the sweetest
boys I have ever met. Your strength was stronger than any of us could imagine and I know that within yourself you just wanted to be you and through everything you experienced in the last months,years,I class you as the bravest warrior that has been for many years.The voices took you in the end and maybe the confusion of what was  wrong with your thoughts and actions made you think you and all around you were better off.But in reality all of us together could of and would off tried anything to rid you of your demons and help you through.My last words to Danny and Marcell are these.... "When you are down and out,The best thing to do is lift up your arm and shout....I AM DOWN AND OUT". The morning you passed I rang your mum early and even in a dazed state she told me you had hung yourself.My words were"Do you want me to come to you?"Marcells reply was yes.I drove in a haze still thinking she had found you and saved you.As I pulled into your drive Marcy was at the hospital veiwing your body and it was then that I sat on your front porch and felt your presence and excepted you had passed.I spent all day with Marcy and stayed all night as well.I watched her trying to fathom what had happened and she held together all day for family and friends that came.I was concerned that she was not going to show her emmotions because I was there.But as she started to talk I realised her grief was more than I had ever expierienced and so I just tried to be a friend.Around 11 oclock we entered the computer room for me to view something on Marcys computer and suddenly screen size pictures of Dan appeared. Marcy collapsed onto the floor and I dropped to my knees and i held her an the pain I felt for this wonderful person and mother over took me.Marcy and I made our friendship ten fold stronger that night and once more even in death Daniel allowed us to appreciate each other as the friends I believe God intended us to be. And just like when he was a child he joined us together again and realised that through twenty years we two were still standing strong and since then have marked out a spot that we shall stand together in whenever timesa are tough and friends are scarse.I remember not saying much that night.I think when pain is fresh words should be less.But Daniel I find I now have so so much I want to tell you.Things that if explained maybe life would of been worth the battle.Rest assured your mother shall always have a friend in me and my family.And with 9 of us I am sure we will always be available when she needs us the most.You were her world...You are her world...We are all so blessed to have known you Daniel Coorey... Till next we meet,I say play hard Dan,take what cha want and chuck all the shit back in the pot from which it came.Only the good die young and the Devil always wants what he just cant have. The devil poisoned your mind but God has your heart and soul with him in heaven.YOU WERE AND WILL ALWAYS BE AN ANGEL IN THE MAKING.I miss you and I will cherish my memories with you from a boy to a man forever and a day.God Bless You Daniel and Marcy and Glenn.

dan i understood how you felt and i can understand that you just wanted peice hope you have found that now