Please help fight this deadly disease by donating to the Light the Night Walk !! In Memory of Our Hero Justin Todd Janét Born: February 8, 1972 Died: January 22, 1997 Justin was an extra ordinary child. I know, most parent say that about their children; but in this case it is true. His father and I divorced when Justin was barely one year old. So he and his older brother went thru live without a father figure. We lived in Dallas, Texas and move back to Kansas just as he was going to kindergarten. Justin had a normal childhood until November 22, 1982. He became very tired and had bruises all over his body. I took him to the doctor where he was diagnosed with Leukemia (ALL) at the age of 10 years old. He went thru 3 years of chemo and radiation treatments. One month before his final dose, he was exposed to chickenpox (which is a killer for anyone on chemo) and had to start all over with those same horrible treatments. After six years of those terrible treatments he was finally on the road to recovery. We (I say we as being his brother, grandparents and I. His father never came to see him) were told that if the cancer stayed in remission for five years, he would be able to live a normal life. Of course, Justin did not know what a normal life was after being sick almost every day for those six years. He did manage to graduate from high school and get a job. But he was never the same little boy that I knew. His anger was so strong! After he graduated, he started drinking and kept getting into a lot of trouble with the law. I know you are saying "so what?" a lot of kids do that. Well, we live in a very small town and his "Dad" ( I remarried after 20 years) is the Chief of Police, plus his brother and step-brother are both police officers. Justin only drank on the weekends. He rarely took a drink during the week and after maybe one or two beers, he would just go off the deep end. One time it was so bad that they had to strap him down so they could take him to the hospital. The doctor told us that night to take him home and DRY him out. There was nothing they could do for him. Well after a period of time it finally happened, Justin snapped! He threatened to kill himself. He never tried to hurt anyone else, just himself. His brother and Dad had to arrest him and put him in "lock down". For those of you that do not know what "lock down" is, it's when they put you in an institution as a suicide watch. He was there for a month and then transferred to a minimum security house for a year. While there, he found God and completely changed his life around. He got out, got a job, and was going on with his life the best he could. Never took another drink after that. Then he started having these headaches. He thought it might be because his teeth were bad (from the chemo) and just went on with his daily work. One day, out of the blue, he decided to pick up and move. We really didn't think too much about it except for the fact that he normally wouldn't do that. But we didn't say a whole lot. A month later, Justin called us and asked us if we would come and get him ~ he didn't feel good. We brought him home in May of 1996. After a short period of time, we noticed that he could not move his left arm without lifting it with his right hand. Needless to say, we took him to the doctor. He went thru two months of these horrible tests and then it happened. They called us in and told us that he had brain cancer (caused from the radiation during his bout with Leukemia). Justin just kept getting worse and was in and out of the hospital. He was there from Halloween thru Thanksgiving Day. The following Monday, they called us in to tell his Dad and I that he had six weeks to live. They wanted to put him in a nursing home but I would not allow that happen. We brought him home to live with us. His sister-in-law and I took care of him for the remaining days. On January 22, 1997, Justin went home to his God. It took me this long to get the courage to do this page. I hope that Justin's story was not too long or too boring. Justin loved star wars, motorcycles, eagles, and life, so his pages will be done with them in his memory. Someday I am hoping to start a memorial in his name! ~ The Justin Janet Foundation ~ So with all that said I hope that you will enjoy your stay and have fun looking around. We are still working on this sight. So please bare with us. Back to Personal Pages! All contents on this site are copyright © for the sole use of Web & Graphic Designs~1998-2004. Web Page designed, maintained, and hosted by Web & Graphic Designs.
In Memory of Our Hero Justin Todd Janét Born: February 8, 1972 Died: January 22, 1997 Justin was an extra ordinary child. I know, most parent say that about their children; but in this case it is true. His father and I divorced when Justin was barely one year old. So he and his older brother went thru live without a father figure. We lived in Dallas, Texas and move back to Kansas just as he was going to kindergarten. Justin had a normal childhood until November 22, 1982. He became very tired and had bruises all over his body. I took him to the doctor where he was diagnosed with Leukemia (ALL) at the age of 10 years old. He went thru 3 years of chemo and radiation treatments. One month before his final dose, he was exposed to chickenpox (which is a killer for anyone on chemo) and had to start all over with those same horrible treatments. After six years of those terrible treatments he was finally on the road to recovery. We (I say we as being his brother, grandparents and I. His father never came to see him) were told that if the cancer stayed in remission for five years, he would be able to live a normal life. Of course, Justin did not know what a normal life was after being sick almost every day for those six years. He did manage to graduate from high school and get a job. But he was never the same little boy that I knew. His anger was so strong! After he graduated, he started drinking and kept getting into a lot of trouble with the law. I know you are saying "so what?" a lot of kids do that. Well, we live in a very small town and his "Dad" ( I remarried after 20 years) is the Chief of Police, plus his brother and step-brother are both police officers. Justin only drank on the weekends. He rarely took a drink during the week and after maybe one or two beers, he would just go off the deep end. One time it was so bad that they had to strap him down so they could take him to the hospital. The doctor told us that night to take him home and DRY him out. There was nothing they could do for him. Well after a period of time it finally happened, Justin snapped! He threatened to kill himself. He never tried to hurt anyone else, just himself. His brother and Dad had to arrest him and put him in "lock down". For those of you that do not know what "lock down" is, it's when they put you in an institution as a suicide watch. He was there for a month and then transferred to a minimum security house for a year. While there, he found God and completely changed his life around. He got out, got a job, and was going on with his life the best he could. Never took another drink after that. Then he started having these headaches. He thought it might be because his teeth were bad (from the chemo) and just went on with his daily work. One day, out of the blue, he decided to pick up and move. We really didn't think too much about it except for the fact that he normally wouldn't do that. But we didn't say a whole lot. A month later, Justin called us and asked us if we would come and get him ~ he didn't feel good. We brought him home in May of 1996. After a short period of time, we noticed that he could not move his left arm without lifting it with his right hand. Needless to say, we took him to the doctor. He went thru two months of these horrible tests and then it happened. They called us in and told us that he had brain cancer (caused from the radiation during his bout with Leukemia). Justin just kept getting worse and was in and out of the hospital. He was there from Halloween thru Thanksgiving Day. The following Monday, they called us in to tell his Dad and I that he had six weeks to live. They wanted to put him in a nursing home but I would not allow that happen. We brought him home to live with us. His sister-in-law and I took care of him for the remaining days. On January 22, 1997, Justin went home to his God. It took me this long to get the courage to do this page. I hope that Justin's story was not too long or too boring. Justin loved star wars, motorcycles, eagles, and life, so his pages will be done with them in his memory. Someday I am hoping to start a memorial in his name! ~ The Justin Janet Foundation ~ So with all that said I hope that you will enjoy your stay and have fun looking around. We are still working on this sight. So please bare with us.
In Memory of
Our Hero
Justin Todd Janét
Born: February 8, 1972
Died: January 22, 1997
Justin was an extra ordinary child. I know, most parent say that about their children; but in this case it is true. His father and I divorced when Justin was barely one year old. So he and his older brother went thru live without a father figure. We lived in Dallas, Texas and move back to Kansas just as he was going to kindergarten. Justin had a normal childhood until November 22, 1982.
He became very tired and had bruises all over his body. I took him to the doctor where he was diagnosed with Leukemia (ALL) at the age of 10 years old.
He went thru 3 years of chemo and radiation treatments. One month before his final dose, he was exposed to chickenpox (which is a killer for anyone on chemo) and had to start all over with those same horrible treatments.
After six years of those terrible treatments he was finally on the road to recovery. We (I say we as being his brother, grandparents and I. His father never came to see him) were told that if the cancer stayed in remission for five years, he would be able to live a normal life. Of course, Justin did not know what a normal life was after being sick almost every day for those six years.
He did manage to graduate from high school and get a job. But he was never the same little boy that I knew. His anger was so strong! After he graduated, he started drinking and kept getting into a lot of trouble with the law. I know you are saying "so what?" a lot of kids do that. Well, we live in a very small town and his "Dad" ( I remarried after 20 years) is the Chief of Police, plus his brother and step-brother are both police officers.
Justin only drank on the weekends. He rarely took a drink during the week and after maybe one or two beers, he would just go off the deep end. One time it was so bad that they had to strap him down so they could take him to the hospital. The doctor told us that night to take him home and DRY him out. There was nothing they could do for him.
Well after a period of time it finally happened, Justin snapped! He threatened to kill himself. He never tried to hurt anyone else, just himself. His brother and Dad had to arrest him and put him in "lock down". For those of you that do not know what "lock down" is, it's when they put you in an institution as a suicide watch.
He was there for a month and then transferred to a minimum security house for a year. While there, he found God and completely changed his life around. He got out, got a job, and was going on with his life the best he could. Never took another drink after that. Then he started having these headaches. He thought it might be because his teeth were bad (from the chemo) and just went on with his daily work. One day, out of the blue, he decided to pick up and move. We really didn't think too much about it except for the fact that he normally wouldn't do that. But we didn't say a whole lot.
A month later, Justin called us and asked us if we would come and get him ~ he didn't feel good. We brought him home in May of 1996. After a short period of time, we noticed that he could not move his left arm without lifting it with his right hand. Needless to say, we took him to the doctor. He went thru two months of these horrible tests and then it happened. They called us in and told us that he had brain cancer (caused from the radiation during his bout with Leukemia). Justin just kept getting worse and was in and out of the hospital. He was there from Halloween thru Thanksgiving Day.
The following Monday, they called us in to tell his Dad and I that he had six weeks to live. They wanted to put him in a nursing home but I would not allow that happen. We brought him home to live with us. His sister-in-law and I took care of him for the remaining days.
On January 22, 1997, Justin went home to his God.
It took me this long to get the courage to do this page. I hope that Justin's story was not too long or too boring. Justin loved star wars, motorcycles, eagles, and life, so his pages will be done with them in his memory. Someday I am hoping to start a memorial in his name! ~ The Justin Janet Foundation ~
So with all that said I hope that you will enjoy your stay and have fun looking around.
We are still working on this sight. So please bare with us.
Back to Personal Pages!
All contents on this site are copyright © for the sole use of Web & Graphic Designs~1998-2004.
Web Page designed, maintained, and hosted by Web & Graphic Designs.