On January 11, 2018 Hayden Porter took his own life without warning. He was only 15 years old. Hayden was the sixth student at his high school to complete suicide within six months. Hayden always put others before himself, so we started this foundation to his name to help others as he always did. 

Everyone who knew Hayden knew he was very special.  He would tell me he needed me.  I would tell him that I needed him more.  And I did.  He had the biggest heart.  He saw only the good in everyone.  He was the most giving caring, unselfish young man.  He made you want to do the right thing.  He made you want to be a better person.  He got that from his dad.  He had a determination to make the best out of any situation.  He turned the roughest times into a positive learning experience.  He had the most powerful and loving bonds with his parents, siblings, family, and friends.  He got that from his mom.  From a very young age, around six or seven, he started carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.  He wanted to solve everyone’s problems.  His mom and I called him “Our Little Man.”  He never wanted anyone sad, hurt, struggling, or in pain. I would tell him all the time, “You’re just a kid, sweetie. Enjoy your childhood.  You can’t fix everything.” But you see, that’s who he was.  That’s just who he was.  So, if you are going through rough times, hurting, struggling, or in conflict, OPEN YOUR EYES AND PAY ATTENTION.  THIS WONDERFUL YOUNG MAN IS HOLDING YOUR HAND.  My little hero.

Love,

Grandma

Hayden loved to swim.  Since he was just a baby, his mom, Grandma Michele, and Grandma Suzie took him to Baylor’s Beach every summer.  His love for the water continued, and as he got older, the ocean became his happy place.  He could spend all day long boogie boarding at the beach.  He loved spending weekends at the lake with family tubing on Grandpa Dean’s boat.  His Grandpa Dave taught him how to fish, and he became an avid fisher.  Grandpa Dave also taught him how to shoot BB guns, and bought him his very own Red Ryder, much to the displeasure of his mother.  During the winter, you could catch Hayden at the skating rink almost every Saturday, where we hear that he liked to flirt with the girls.  Hayden was a model big brother.  He always looked out for and protected his younger siblings, but he also loved messing around and wrestling with them, too.  He was their shoulder to cry on when they were upset.  Hayden was also a loyal friend.  He was known to reach out and be kind to kids whom others picked on and cheer up his friends when they were down.  He was always there to stand up for a friend in need, even at this own expense.  He was a diehard Massillon Tiger fan.  He loved teasing his Perry friends by rooting for the Tigers.  He loved sports, especially baseball.  Hayden was loved by all who knew him, and he will forever be in our hearts.