It is with heavy hearts that we announce that Tyler passed in his sleep while at Forensic Psychiatric Hospital in Coquitlam, B.C. He was born in Campbell River, B.C. to proud and loving parents Rhonda and Karl. Tyler was predeceased by his father in 2001, and all of his biological grandparents over the past several years. He will be sadly missed and lovingly remembered by his mother Rhonda Johnson (Robert Grove), brothers; Derek Johnson, Clayton Steinthorson (Laura), Jonas Steinthorson (Cheyenne), nieces; Alexis, Payton and Emilie Steinthorson, aunt Kim Hilderman, great-aunt Cheryl Shirtliffe, great-uncle Stephen Miechkota, step-grandfather Donald Chadney, and many other aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends.
Tyler was a kind and amazing young man with a great sense of humor. He loved to tell jokes or make funny faces, especially when he knew somebody was sad. He was a father figure to his brother Derek, who he loved and missed dearly when he was away. When he was 13, he taught himself to play the electric guitar. When he was 15, his friends called him “Professor Steinthorson,” because he studied and learned to be a self-taught organic agriculturist. Tyler volunteered for numerous seniors and friends, helping them with different garden pest issues, grass cutting, or grooming their yards.
Tyler was diagnosed with severe schizophrenia in 2015 and struggled to get stable due to his hypersensitivity to the potent antipsychotic medications. Even during the most challenging times in his life, he was always looking out for others and sharing what little he had with those less fortunate than him. He fought two successful B.C. human right’s cases to advocate for the other mentally-ill who were struggling in the prison/forensic system, that helped to make a few positive changes. Tyler was a Warrior who fought a good fight in his thirty short years, but he will continue to make more changes in the system with His Passing. Donations may be made to the B.C. Schizophrenia Society, Homeless Shelter of your choice, or plant a tree in his memory. bcss.org
I Made It Home
I just wanted to let you know that I made it Home.
Everything is so pretty here, so white, so fresh, so new.
I wish that you could close your eyes so you could see it too.
Please try not to be sad for me. Please try to understand.
God is Taking Care of Me. I’m in the Shelter of His Hands.
Here there is no sadness, no sorrow, and no pain.
Here there is no crying, and I’ll never hurt again.
Here it is so Peaceful, when all the Angels sing.
I really have to go for now… I’ve got to try my Wings!
P.S. I’ll be the first face you see when you get here.