"Thank you to all the family and friends who have shared their remembrances. At such a difficult time for all of us, it's a blessing to share your memories and recollections. I wanted to share the content of the eulogy from his service (below). We, Rafe's family, will continue to fight for a better system of care for people like Rafe, his friends still stuck in the hospital. Thank you for walking this road with us. Thank you to all of you who are here, and the many who couldn?t make it. It?s been a tough couple of years for everyone. Many people know me as my brother?s advocate. There were times when I thought, ?if anyone else tells me how lucky Rafe is to have such a great sister, I?m going to punch them in the throat.? Not a very charitable thought, I know, but honest. I often felt that Rafe never gave himself credit for how strong, resilient, and courageous he was. I think he struggled at times feeling like he was a failure, or a burden, or that he didn?t measure up. Whether it was his sisters, peers, or just against what he wanted to accomplish, or who he wanted to be. The funny thing as the things the world measures success by never mattered to Rafe. He?d give away his last $5 to a friend, or stranger, who needed it. The things that did matter to him, his strength of faith, love, family and friends, having compassion for others, being kind? he succeeded at in spades. He was living in Albemarle for 6 weeks, and I can?t tell you how much of an impact he had on people there, Coley, Jeff & Reggie, the other guys who lived in the house. He had a new staff person, Keosha, who had just worked with him for a few days and she couldn?t say enough about how excited she?d been to work with him. I want to read something his favorite psychiatrist ever, Dr. Jim Sullivan, sent to my Mom: Rafe was a remarkable, brave and kind man. He carried his life?s burden of illness with humble dignity despite his suffering. In moments of health, it was a joy to see him lighthearted and content. He is truly someone I have been blessed to know, and will carry his memory fondly and respectfully. I made them let me see him last Friday, before they took him away. You know how us Sweeney girls are. We don?t take no for an answer very well. I told him that I loved him and I wanted him to know that his life has given MY life meaning. I will continue to be his advocate, to work hard and fight for all his friends and others living with similar challenges, to make a more compassionate, better mental health system. Rafe?s life, and his death have value. I think we did the right thing getting him out of the hospital and moving him to Albemarle. Everyone deserves the chance of a life with meaning, to live in the community, to make friends, to go to church, to be outside! The last six weeks of his life, he was thriving, but I think he saw the darkness coming back. We just ran out of time. I just couldn?t send him back to the hospital. I thought if I did, he?d never get out again. And he didn?t want to go back. I thought we could do this together. Get to tomorrow and next day. I was wrong, but I don?t regret that decision. We talked to his doctor the day before. And Rafe said that he didn?t want to die. But he saw death a little differently, as a door and on the other side was Jesus and he?d be there with his arms wide open ready to hug him and welcome him home. Over the years, I?ve heard my husband say something like this during these times? life is like an hourglass, and the sand is trickling through day after day? you just don?t know how much is left in the top. I?d like to challenge everyone here to tell the people you love how much they mean to you. Make sure you spend your time doing something valuable. Find/live your own purpose. Make choices lives with your life, don?t let it just happen to you. Be kind. As you think of Rafe, remember the good, the laughs, the joy. He?s no longer surrounded by darkness. He can see; he can paint, sing, be?. He?s whole and no longer in pain. He?s where he?s wanted to be for so long, in Jesus?s arms. "