Help Give Travis the Send-Off He Deserves

Hi, my name is Marshall, and I’m raising funds to help cover the funeral and memorial costs for my younger brother, Travis — someone who left this world too soon, but who made damn sure he left it with a laugh, a story, and a little cloud of smoke in the air.

Travis passed away at just 27 years old after battling ALS, also known as Motor Neuron Disease. It’s a cruel condition that slowly takes away your body’s strength, muscle control, and independence — but not once did it take Travis’s humor, spirit, or love for life.

In the early stages, doctors told us his life expectancy was around 5–10 years. But his condition progressed much faster than expected. As his muscles weakened, as it got harder to move, even harder to breathe — Travis still found moments of peace. Of joy. Of escape.

And yes — one of those moments came when he vaped or smoked a little weed.

Not just to “have fun,” but to lift his spirits and to lighten the burden in his body. To feel free, even for a moment, when everything else felt too heavy.

“Put Weed in My Suit…”

Before he passed, he looked at me and said:

“When I hold a funeral, I want you, brother, to bring me weed and put it in my suit… so I can smoke it all the time in the sky.”

And I promised I would.

So now, I’m asking for your help — to give Travis the send-off he deserves. One that’s filled with love, laughter, a whole lot of memories, and yeah… a joint in his pocket to carry with him to the clouds.

Where Your Support Will Go:

-Funeral and burial costs

-Memorial celebration (the kind he’d actually enjoy)

-Ongoing care for his beloved dogs, Kato and King

-Any final expenses related to his care and comfort

And yes — honoring his final request to go out with a little smoke in the sky.

If You Can Help”

If you were thinking of sending flowers, a card, or a gift, I kindly ask if you’d consider donating here instead. Even $10, $20, or $100 helps us lift this burden — the kind Travis carried every day, and the kind we now carry as we say goodbye.

And if you can’t donate, a share goes just as far.

Help us keep Travis’s story alive — full of heart, humor, resilience, and a little chaos.

He was my brother, my player two, my favorite person to lose at UNO to (even though I taught him), and he’ll always be one of the strongest people I’ve ever known.

Thank you for being here.

Thank you for remembering him with me.

With love (and smoke to the sky),

Marshall Conn