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In Loving Memory of

Dillon James Milos (Vyni)

The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do is try to say goodbye forever to this amazing man! Dillon James Milos (Vyni/Xero/Dill Picks) passed quickly on Tuesday July 11th. This has been the most difficult time of our lives, but thanks to his amazing partner, his friends, along with his incredible online family, we are doing our best to move forward! 

Dillon was born in Brighton, Colorado on September 26, 1992. He attended school in Brighton, and graduated from there in 2011. He played the saxophone and was in the school band from Elementary School until his High School graduation. After graduation, he attended Community College of Denver for a time, with a strong emphasis in Music Theory. He also played and taught guitar lessons, where he came to fall in love with heavy metal! Eventually, as a hobby he bought a keyboard, wrote some original music and shared with family and friends.

He had worked at various retail jobs over the years, and was loved by coworkers and customers alike! Dillon had just started a new photography company, and found a new passion when he got a drone for that endeavor! His FAA Drone Operators License had just arrived, and he had a brilliant career in front of him, he was so excited. The pride he put into his work was obvious!

Dillon was an avid gamer, and a big majority of his life was spent playing, helping, and sharing with with his online friends. He enjoyed a wide variety of games, making a wide variety of friends along the way. These are friends who have loved and cherished their time with him, some knowing him for over 20 years. Thus we have decided to have an online Memorial Service/Celebration of Life in the coming weeks! We will let everyone who would like to attend know when and how.

Baking was one of the things he loved, He would put on a good audio book, and in several hours we would be enjoying a gourmet dessert, decadent brownies or some other amazing treat! He also loved to spend time in the kitchen with his “old man”, and helped create amazing dinners for friends, family, and themselves sometimes!

In lieu of flowers or other gifts, we ask that people would make a Donation to The Trevor Project: https://give.thetrevorproject.org/give/63307/#!/donation/checkout
(Choose “Dedicate my donation in honor or memory of someone” and dedicate in Dillon’s name there, and you can include my email beltbutte@gmail.com as the recipient).
It’s a charity that helps troubled LBGTQ youth with the myriad of problems they face daily. Dillon helped a lot of his friends with this, and would love if you could help as well!

Survived by:
Partner – Henry Curran – Hull, England
Mother – Amy Nelms – Denver, CO
Father – Michael Milos – Great Falls, MT
Brother – Lane Milos – Denver, CO

He was more than my son and roommate. He was my Best Friend, my Confidant, and my shoulder to cry on! (I’m going to borrow a part of a line from one of our favorite movies.) The Last Years Of Your Life Were The Best Years Of Mine “Dad” WE ALL LOVE YOU DILLON/VYNI The world was such a better place with you in it!! ❤️ 

“Destiny Is All” – The Last Kingdom

– Michael A. Milos

Book Owner: Henry Curran / Mike Milos

Book Size:  80 Messages

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Lailah

Despite having drifted a little ways apart from you in recent years, you were always a frequent presence in my thoughts, and I imagine that’s not something that’ll ever change. It was freshman year of highschookl when I first met you, and there are so, so many treasured memories there. Be it just hanging out and playing videogames, being given an overpowered power-sword none of us could even wield in session 1 of a tabletop campaign you were running, “Drachan fencing” in LoP, or even just goofing off, chatting and hanging out, you were an irreplacable part of my childhood, a member of the little found-family we weere all a part of, and somebody I looked up to a ton, even if it was rare for me to admit that out loud. It’s something I wish I’d told you it more. Your presence was a light in so many lives. You were somebody truly loved and cherished, and you won’t ever be forgotten by me or any of the others whose lives you were a part of. I hope you find only the most peaceful of rests, Xero, we’ll all miss you more than words could properly convey….

Jared/ Demi

You were one of my earliest friends I’d met on the internet, and probably the only one I spoke with in a daily basis. I have you to thank for most if not all the important social connections I have in my life. You were an anchor in my daily life and the space you left is felt every time I have an urge to share an image or talk about my day. No matter what, you were always supportive and did your best to motivate those around you, and I can only hope to carry that torch for you….

Jac

Xero!!!!! You were my fearless raid leader. You were my partner in snark. You were one of the only people in the world who could bring up Pathologic in the middle of P6S. You always knew just what buttons you could push to get me to argue but without making me actually mad, because you were ultimately empathetic and understanding and trying to look out for everyone. You were (often) my melee partner, so when one of us inevitably goofed up a mechanic, we’d go together (unless I used my invuln). I’ll never forget how many times you killed me with poison puddles during Pinax–because you knew you could Ingress/Egress to get to a spot quickly, so you wanted to save people time running. I remember realizing in P3S while we were trying to explain mechanics that we understood the mechanic in the same way while the other half of the raid was thinking of it in a totally different way. There are so many little precious memories I have of you because I had the honor of raiding with you. I think I only played one set of Strive with you, and I wanted to play more but…

Henry Curran

It’s impossible to sum up everything I want to say into one message – I could talk about you and sing your praises for forever and then some. But I’ll do my very best.   Thank you Dillon for everything, and then some. From your “good morning” messages before I headed off to work, to the “good nights” we’d share before going to sleep. Despite the time difference, being on the other side of the world, we always seemed to make it work and find time for each other. You were a permanant fixture in my life, for the past few years a moment hasn’t gone by where I haven’t thought about you and how you might be doing. I miss you terribly, and it still doesn’t seem real. If there was anything that I could say, or give, or do to bring you back? I’d have it done in a flash. I’d move mountains for you, just like I know you would for me too. I remeber my first time seeing you for real, getting off the plane in Colorado and seeing you in person. We hugged so tightly in the elevator down to your car, and we…