My name is Chris, and I am reaching out for help after the sudden and heartbreaking loss of my father, David Beck. David was a man of mystery, but also someone who would give or help anyone he could. He passed that spirit of generosity down to me, and it’s the greatest blessing I could have received. Everywhere he went, he brought food or gifts, always thinking of others before himself. He worked tirelessly for Gold Creek in Gainesville, GA, and tragically, after he was injured on the job, he was sent home without any medical exam or treatment. The company showed no remorse and fired him after his injury, leaving us with no support or answers.
I am not broke, just broken. My father had no life insurance, and despite my efforts, the company has not returned my calls or provided any information about what he may have had. This experience has been nerve-racking and far beyond anything I could have imagined, especially as I try to navigate the aftermath of a wrongful death from a work-related accident. I involved OSHA, and his body was kept at the coroner for nearly two weeks before being transferred to the funeral home that has served our family for generations. David leaves behind six grandchildren, four of whom are mine, and he loved them more than life itself. Our family has been hit hard by this tragedy, and we are praying for closure and the chance to give him a proper burial without falling into debt or losing everything.
I am now responsible for the mortgage on his home, as his partner cannot pay the bills alone. David did not wish to be cremated, but if I cannot raise the funds, we may have no other choice. For the first time in my life, I am asking for help. I am terrified to see how this goes, but if I do not try, I will never know. I pray that this reaches the right person, and may God bless you all. Thank you for your kindness, your giving, and for helping us honor my father’s memory.
I am not broke, just broken. My father had no life insurance, and despite my efforts, the company has not returned my calls or provided any information about what he may have had. This experience has been nerve-racking and far beyond anything I could have imagined, especially as I try to navigate the aftermath of a wrongful death from a work-related accident. I involved OSHA, and his body was kept at the coroner for nearly two weeks before being transferred to the funeral home that has served our family for generations. David leaves behind six grandchildren, four of whom are mine, and he loved them more than life itself. Our family has been hit hard by this tragedy, and we are praying for closure and the chance to give him a proper burial without falling into debt or losing everything.
I am now responsible for the mortgage on his home, as his partner cannot pay the bills alone. David did not wish to be cremated, but if I cannot raise the funds, we may have no other choice. For the first time in my life, I am asking for help. I am terrified to see how this goes, but if I do not try, I will never know. I pray that this reaches the right person, and may God bless you all. Thank you for your kindness, your giving, and for helping us honor my father’s memory.



