Nicholas Matsko, Donor

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He lived quality, not quantity...

Nick left us too soon, but the way he lived his life fills us with pride. He consistently gave more to the world than he took. The world is a better place because he was in it. He lived quality, not quantity. He saw and appreciated the inner beauty of people and the world, and didn’t judge on shallow standards. Hidden behind a quiet demeanor, a heart of gold sparkled. He loved BMX, being out in nature and helping every living creature he could, including animals, insects and people, without expecting or wanting anything in return. In fact, he couldn’t stand asking anyone for anything. He didn’t like being a burden on anyone even though he never was a burden to anyone ever. He liked to stay behind the scenes and often never received credit for the wonderful things he did. He helped people kick bad habits and helped them find confidence inside of themselves. He even helped save a waterlogged dragonfly from certain death and WoW could he make people laugh. He was an empathetic, highly intelligent, hysterically funny soul and an amazing athlete as well an amazing writer and artist. He played football his entire life all the way to 2007 and 2008 for Desert Vista High School where he also wrestled. In addition, he ran track and reached brown belt in Hawaiian Kenpo before he was 7 years old.

While there is no cure for the condition from which Nick suffered, that did not stop him from wanting to still give more. He donated his entire body and will be able to help at least 55 people with his donations. I LOVE YOU SON!

One of his poems:
My entire world rotates around yours in the way
of lonely moons
frosted fields felt the touch of your glow
warm
like the smile that’s readily summoned
the steam from whispered words on cold nights
flowing
freely
through the stars that span this sky
through dark paths times and spaces
Into endless pools that look upon this page
in which I find myself afloat
deeper and deeper with every glance


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  1. March 13th, 2023 | Anonymous |

    Every time I hear the song candy paint by Bone thugs I think about my man right here. I loved this guy like family like a brother who I was always there for when he needed me. Some of the best stories and times in my life where being around this man and the energy he brought to a room. Nothing could beat his humor and ability to laugh at himself without a care for what people thought. I admired Nick more then anything for living life the way he wanted. We were friends since middle school up until he left us… I think about him so much and never forget him and the time we had all these years later. Love ya buddy. I’ll always keep coming back to check in on ya until we meet again
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  2. October 25th, 2022 | Xxx |

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    • October 25th, 2022 | Anonymous |

      He's still so loved and missed and I hope people think of him as much as I do.
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  3. August 29th, 2022 | Samantha Robles |

    I worked with Nick years ago at Olive Garden in Tucson. Him and I hit it off and immediately clicked due to our similar music tastes. I have thought of him often over the years, and have attempted a few times to try and tack him down. This morning was one of those days...when this was the first page that came up after googling his name, I was floored. My heart is with his loved ones, even all these years later I can still so vivdly picture his smile.
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  4. January 12th, 2019 | Lisa Smith |

    I knew Nick as a young man in junior high and high school. He was a friend of my son, Clint and was often at our home after school and on weekends. His politeness and quiet sweetness made him my favorite of Clint's friends. Nick was a thoughtful and kind person who never had a harsh word for anyone. He and Clint loved to ride their bikes across from our neighborhood in the dirt, they often dug out jumps and made obstacle courses and would be over there for hours on weekends. I would bring over sandwiches and drinks and Nick would always thank me, even if Clint didn't! My heart breaks for the loss of such a sweet, sweet soul, and I can only imagine what his parents must feel. I will miss him.
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