Tristan Sawyer

Tristan Asher Sawyer

February 2, 2004 - May 2, 2020
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CUSHING — Tristan Asher Sawyer was born Feb. 2, 2004 in Rockport, and passed away at home, in his sleep due to complications from a seizure May 2, 2020, in Cushing. Tristan was a sophomore at Oceanside High school in Rockland.

Tristan was an angel placed on this earth to teach us of love, empathy, kindness and acceptance, and showed us how to see the pure beauty in this world. Tristan was full of life and could light up a room with his presence and smile and, when he heard music, he would sing and dance like nobody was watching.

Tristan is survived by his mother Ashley Southard and her fiance, Michael Secotte; father Mitchell Sawyer and his wife, Jenicca; sisters Lily Dyer and Gracie Sawyer; brothers Teagan and Taylor Secotte; grandparents Laurie Southard, Julie Curtis and Thomas Sawyer; great-grandparents George and Susan McKown, Loretta Nash and Gracie Sawyer; uncles Ron Sawyer, Thomas Sawyer Jr., Tyler Curtis-Southard and his wife, Andrea, and Michael Sawyer and his wife, Miranda; aunts Jade Southard and Monica Sawyer; cousins Noah Allender, Emma Curtis-Southard, Eli Malburg and Micael, Aaron, Brady and Jace Sawyer.

Tristan was predeceased by grandfathers Harold Sawyer and Franklin Nash; uncles Sheldon Curtis and Paul Benner and by his cousin Tyler Sawyer.

Tristan had a love for the water and swimming, spending endless hours in the lake at the family camp, in the ocean or in quarries with family, on Vinalhaven. Tristan liked a thrill and looked forward to visiting the local fairs and going on the very biggest and fastest of the rides.

He enjoyed traveling the state and finding special things to do, especially for holidays and birthdays, such as go-karting, rollerblading, ice skating, hiking or touring museums. He also loved to cook, a passion he shared with his Mom.

Tristan was extremely intelligent and showed great promise for future endeavors, especially from his creative side, and often talked about a career in films. From an early age, he loved creating stop-motion movies; he later wrote a screenplay and was recently working on his own novel. He found true happiness in sharing his love for movies with his family and drawing them into his interest, especially his favorites, “Back to the Future” and the “Marvel” series.

His creativity was also evident in his drawings, which he had immense talent, often finding inspiration from some of his favorite animated shows including "Kids Next Door," “Thomas the Tank Engine," "Ben 10" and "Spongebob Squarepants." Inspiration came easily to him with his photographic memory as he was able to recite back his favorite movies and shows from an early age.

Tristan was a true warrior achieving all this despite a myriad of challenges with falling on the autistic spectrum. Tristan did have more to overcome than most, but never let that get him down from being the sweet, kind-hearted old soul he was, and was never afraid to be himself, "The best" the one and only Tristan Asher.

A memorial service will be held July 11, at 11:30am at Achorn Cemetery in Rockland. Attendees are welcome to wear Tristan’s favorite colors, purple and teal. A celebration of life will be held at a future date.

In lieu of flowers donations may be made to Autism Society of Maine, either by their website at or sending donations to Autism Society of Maine, 72B Main St., Winthrop, ME 04364.
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Tyler Curtis-Southard

Posted at 12:05pm
It breaks my heart to think you are no longer here with us. It is difficult to accept that such a young, happy, talented kid such as yourself can be taken away. It was just a few days ago we were talking about all the drawings you have been working on. I was so impressed to see how far your skills have come. Your ability went far from there. The stories you were working on..that we read at your birthday party..I hope you are still finishing those. I still have some lessons to teach you on the Nintendo. We still have some trails to explore and rides to go on with grandma Laurie. You need to teach me some dance moves too!! Remember when you stole the show at our wedding? I hope you are still here with us to do these things.
We had so many good times and memories together over the years. I will hang onto the good thoughts and always think about you. I hope you know how much I loved you and cared about you. I got to see you the day you were born and was blessed to see you grow over these 16 years. I knew you had a lot of promising days ahead of you with high school graduation (and your first car) right on the horizon. I hope you are carrying on to a better future in a better place. I love you, Tristan.

Lilly Dyer

Posted at 02:51pm
I remember when my brother and I were little and we both shared a hobby of building legos; we would combine all of our sets and make tons of rooms and things and play as the little lego characters. We would make the Krusty Krab from spongebob, and make up all of these stories and scenarios for the characters, and sometimes we would record them and show them to our parents. We made movies and thought that one day we could become movie producers. We would also cut out and color smaller question marks out of paper and tape them to the apartment walls to pretend we were in a super Mario game. I remember him punching upwards at the paper taped to the wall, and I held a mushroom and pretended to make one come out of the block. After our day adventures, we would build forts out of chairs in the kitchen, and use blankets and a big feather pillow. We slept the whole night in those forts day after day, sharing conversations at night until we got tired. I remember that he was able to recite almost all of the spongebob episodes word for word, not missing one. I would ask him to recite any one of his choice sometimes when I couldn’t fall asleep. When we woke up, we would play a game we called Ben-10, which was from a tv show on Cartoon Network. We would pretend to become all of these monsters to save the world, I would play as his sister named Gwen, and he was of course Ben-10. He had this watch called the omnitrix, it was green, just like the one in the show. We would play in our jammies all day. Tristan was a boy filled with intelligent thoughts and a strong imagination, although he was sensitive at times, he would trust me with his feelings and even come into my room sometimes to vent or cry, whatever he wanted. I would comfort him from whatever was bothering him. He was an amazing brother, and I don’t regret any second I have ever had with him, even though I didn’t see him very often. So Rest In Peace to my Brother, my companion, my best friend. I hope that heaven is everything you wished for it to be.❤️

Laurie Southard

Posted at 02:42pm
I was there the day you were born and what I remember the most was how excited we all were, especially your Mom. You were so adorable right from the start, no wrinkles, no redness, just this perfect little round face with your bright, always inquisitive eyes.

Over the years you were always there with your beautiful smile, a little turned up on one side, always so glad to see everyone and to share your latest accomplishments and discoveries. “Gramie can I tell you something?” or “I have an idea!”

The years changed but you never did. You had your struggles but you never let them keep you down or from just being the caring and unique person that you were.You always told things the way you saw them and were never afraid to be yourself. The one and only Tristan!

I was always amazed by your intelligence and often imagined what you would accomplish as you ventured out into the world. I loved hearing you sing in the chorus, to dance to Thriller and tell your ghost stories. You were a wonderful artist and writer and am so grateful I got to hear you read the beginnings of your novel. Most of all I loved the way you saw the best in everyone and were so caring toward your beloved kitties.

As long as I live I will always love you and really can’t comprehend life without you. It breaks my heart to think that we will never get to go on one of our adventures again, that I will never hear your soft voice, that I will never feel your hugs, and that no one will ever call me Gramie Laurie ever again.

As your teacher, Mrs. B., said you were “the best”, the very best and I pray with all of my heart that you never ever doubted that. I will love you forever my sweet boy, my grandson.

Gramie Laurie

Anne Wunderli

Posted at 09:42am
I had the privilege of working with Tristan in Earth Sciences class during his freshman year at OHS. He enjoyed working on experiments and it was fun to participate with him. He asked me to read his screenplay and allowed me to spend some time making edits. He was very interested in hearing others' opinions about that project and it was fun to engage with him about his characters and plot. I must have been wearing my feelings on my sleeve one day because he said to me, "Are you OK, Mrs. Wunderli?" I appreciated his empathy and kindness. I will certainly miss him, his green coat, shiny silver cap and very cool shades. Sending prayers to his family and those who loved him. Anne Wunderli

Amie Sawyer

Posted at 05:54pm
Your voice, drawings, smile, your heart, your everything! We can’t say how much we will miss him. Our hearts are broken. We lost a truly awesome young man! Tristan you were our “nephew”. We love you and you will always be our sweet 16. Love uncle Trav and Amie ❤️

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