My son Michael, 25,was poisoned by Fentanyl. He suffered the loss of his father 8 months earlier. They were best friends. Then two months later their dog suddenly passed. This was the last connection to dad. A relapse occurred and the first night he moved back home was the last night alive. His brother found him outdoors at 430am the following morning. I was woke by his brother to this nightmare. He was gentle, loving, a great guitar player, and my heart breaks each day, missing him, his great smile and hugs. I despise this new life. No case was ever open as a result of his death.