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Wyatt

It's been over ten years since we said our final goodbye to the human form of our son. Following his death we created a nonprofit organization to help support the Wyatt Lambeth Legacy Welding Scholarship at Lively Technical College. Through this foundation, we granted $500 scholarships to 38 students in the Lively Welding Program and distributed multiple grinders and Georgia boots. 

The scholarships have been a healing salve and each donor, each recipient, and each person who applied for a scholarship was and is a valuable part of our grief journey. Selecting recipients was challenging and we always wished we could give more, could help more. Ultimately, the gift is knowing we do what we can and each person who received a scholarship, a grinder, or a new pair of boots, was one step closer to the future he or she set in motion. In our hearts we are confident Wyatt would be pleased to help his fellow students in this way. 

While we have dissolved the foundation, the scholarship remains active and is now accessible directly through Lively Technical College. We invite you to continue being or to become a part of the blessing. To ensure your donation is designated for the Wyatt Lambeth Legacy Scholarship, Click here for a donation document and then contact the Financial Aid Office Lively Technical College  to submit the donation. 
 
The Wyatt Lambeth Legacy scholarship is certainly a way to honor our son, but even more, it brings healing, happiness, and friendships. That is a blessing... 

With gratitude, 

Wyatt's mom and dad
 


                                                                     Wyatt's Georgia Boots


                                                                    Grinders and Gloves


                                                                            Student Boots 



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