Tyler Johnson, 25, of Mt. Airy, Maryland passed away unexpectedly as a result of a mall shooting.
(The other victim of this tragedy is Brianna.)
A 2006 graduate of Centennial High School, Tyler worked towards a Culinary Arts degree at Howard Community College. He was a chef at several area restaurants before starting a retail job at Zumiez, a specialty gear and clothing store for skateboarding and snowboarding enthusiasts at the Columbia Mall.
For the past two years, he served as the youngest member on the Board of the Serenity Center in Columbia, MD, where he implemented new anti-sexual-harassment behavior standards, ran late-night meetings, and inspired young participants to dig into their pockets to give back, effectively doubling basket donations within a very short time. He also worked closely with the Howard County Drug-Free Program, speaking at local high schools. Assisting others with recovery from addiction was his passion, and he was making plans to obtain a degree in counseling.
Tyler was a fiercely loyal friend and a terrific and beloved son, brother and family member. In addition to his parents, Tyler leaves his sister, his maternal grandparents, devoted aunts, uncles, cousins and many, many friends.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there - I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush
I am the swift-up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there - I did not die.
(The other victim of this tragedy is Brianna.)
A 2006 graduate of Centennial High School, Tyler worked towards a Culinary Arts degree at Howard Community College. He was a chef at several area restaurants before starting a retail job at Zumiez, a specialty gear and clothing store for skateboarding and snowboarding enthusiasts at the Columbia Mall.
For the past two years, he served as the youngest member on the Board of the Serenity Center in Columbia, MD, where he implemented new anti-sexual-harassment behavior standards, ran late-night meetings, and inspired young participants to dig into their pockets to give back, effectively doubling basket donations within a very short time. He also worked closely with the Howard County Drug-Free Program, speaking at local high schools. Assisting others with recovery from addiction was his passion, and he was making plans to obtain a degree in counseling.
Tyler was a fiercely loyal friend and a terrific and beloved son, brother and family member. In addition to his parents, Tyler leaves his sister, his maternal grandparents, devoted aunts, uncles, cousins and many, many friends.
*************
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there - I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush
I am the swift-up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there - I did not die.
Tyler Johnson, 25, of Mt. Airy, Maryland passed away unexpectedly as a result of a mall shooting.
(The other victim of this tragedy is Brianna.)
A 2006 graduate of Centennial High School, Tyler worked towards a Culinary Arts degree at Howard Community College. He was a chef at several area restaurants before starting a retail job at Zumiez, a specialty gear and clothing store for skateboarding and snowboarding enthusiasts at the Columbia Mall.
For the past two years, he served as the youngest member on the Board of the Serenity Center in Columbia, MD, where he implemented new anti-sexual-harassment behavior standards, ran late-night meetings, and inspired young participants to dig into their pockets to give back, effectively doubling basket donations within a very short time. He also worked closely with the Howard County Drug-Free Program, speaking at local high schools. Assisting others with recovery from addiction was his passion, and he was making plans to obtain a degree in counseling.
Tyler was a fiercely loyal friend and a terrific and beloved son, brother and family member. In addition to his parents, Tyler leaves his sister, his maternal grandparents, devoted aunts, uncles, cousins and many, many friends.
*************
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there - I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush
I am the swift-up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there - I did not die.
(The other victim of this tragedy is Brianna.)
A 2006 graduate of Centennial High School, Tyler worked towards a Culinary Arts degree at Howard Community College. He was a chef at several area restaurants before starting a retail job at Zumiez, a specialty gear and clothing store for skateboarding and snowboarding enthusiasts at the Columbia Mall.
For the past two years, he served as the youngest member on the Board of the Serenity Center in Columbia, MD, where he implemented new anti-sexual-harassment behavior standards, ran late-night meetings, and inspired young participants to dig into their pockets to give back, effectively doubling basket donations within a very short time. He also worked closely with the Howard County Drug-Free Program, speaking at local high schools. Assisting others with recovery from addiction was his passion, and he was making plans to obtain a degree in counseling.
Tyler was a fiercely loyal friend and a terrific and beloved son, brother and family member. In addition to his parents, Tyler leaves his sister, his maternal grandparents, devoted aunts, uncles, cousins and many, many friends.
*************
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there - I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush
I am the swift-up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there - I did not die.
