This page is set up as a memorial to Grant Cotting.
Grant was an excellent young man, an American patriot,
a soldier, a son, a brother, and most of all our friend
Grant was tragically killed in Iraq on 24 Jan 2009
January 27, 2009
DoD Identifies Army Casualty
The Department of Defense
announced today the death of a soldier who was supporting
Operation Iraqi Freedom.
Pvt. Grant A. Cotting, 19, of
Corona, Calif., died Jan. 24 in Kut, Iraq, of injuries sustained
from a non-combat related incident. He was assigned to the 515th
Sapper Company, 5th Engineer Battalion, 4th Maneuver Enhancement
Brigade, Fort Leonard Wood, Mo.
The circumstances surrounding
the incident are under investigation.
Governor Schwarzenegger Issues
Statement on Death of Corona Soldier
Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger today issued the
following statement regarding the death of Private Grant A.
Cotting of Corona:
“Private Grant Cotting was a courageous soldier who
dedicated his life to serving his fellow Americans and
protecting our country’s freedom. His sacrifice is an
inspiration to us all and his bravery will forever be
remembered. Maria and I join all Californians in offering
our thoughts and prayers to Grant’s family and friends as
they mourn this terrible loss.”
Cotting, 19, died January 24 in Kut, Iraq, of injuries
sustained from a non-combat related incident. Cotting was
assigned to the 515th Sapper Company, 5th Engineer
Battalion, 4th Maneuver Enhancement Brigade, U.S. Army, Fort
Leonard Wood, MO.
In honor of Pvt. Cotting, Capitol flags will be flown at
Beardsley-Mitchell Funeral Home
Services will be held 1 PM Wed Feb
1818 Sunset Cliffs
Phone: (619) 223-8100
With Internment to follow
Some Comments by Family & Friends
From your Dad
Its 2:37am and I can’t sleep - I miss you. I hope you
knew how much I loved you – we loved you. I hope you
knew how proud I was of you. You were my first son.
Your arrival scared me to death. Your first few weeks
challenged both your mother and I to the core. Many 18
hour days ended by coming home to you after midnight and
having to drive you around town for an hour – or more -
just so you could sleep. I should have realized then
that you would grow up making your own path through
life. I remember your mother calling me while I was
back East telling me that you were sick, inconsolable.
I jumped on the first plane I could to get home. I
remember the sheer look of disbelief on her face as I
walked through the door, you crying away in her arms
until she handed you to me. She hadn’t slept in god
knows how long, and you passed out on my shoulder within
minutes and the fever you had for the last several days
literally just disappeared. Boy was she mad!
I wasn’t prepared to mold you, raise you. At two years
old you were a seasoned air traveler, making your way
through crowds of adults with your suitcase in tow
shouting out “Excuse Me, Coming Through”. Again, not
afraid to make your own way. On the airplane you would
get on the floor, laying your Legos out on the seat and
play until the 5 hour flight was over. And as you grew,
as you went through those years of change as a teenager,
you still made me proud – mad many a time, but proud.
The challenges you presented along the way made me
stronger, better able to take on the role of father. A
role I am fortunate enough to continue to hold today.
Your loss is tragic enough, I cant imagine going through
this if you were our only child.
Your decision to join the Army was a shock. I remember
rolling into the driveway after midnight from a trip to
Las Vegas. You met us in the garage and while helping
me unload the luggage just casually mentioned that you
had enlisted, like asking me to pass the salt. I could
tell that you had thought long and hard about the
decision - again I was very proud, worried, but proud.
I knew from the phone calls to home made while hidden in
a locker that you were facing the biggest challenges of
your life. Those conversations are some of my most
cherished memories of you. In the end you conquered the
trials of your Basic Training by picking yourself up,
having the wisdom to listen, and having the dedication
and conviction to persevere.
Watching you as you graduated from basic was one of the
greatest memories in my life, as I am sure it is with
your mother and brothers.
While I knew your friends at home loved you, through
this tragic event we have learned just how many others
you touched in your short time, even in death finding a
way to make me, us, proud. We have received messages
from across the globe from your comrades and Senior
officers that couldn’t be here today, some of which only
knew you for a few weeks. Those messages all conveyed
true sincerity in their content. Not one ill thought to
be found. You were an inspiration to many.
I will always regret missing your last calls, missing
hearing the voice of my son who had become such a man.
While we do not yet know the how and whys’ of your
death, we now know the how and whys’ of your life. I’m
sorry I couldn’t be there with you in Iraq. I know it
was rough. I think we shared more conversation in our
emails over the last 2 months then we did during your
entire Senior year in High School. Your emails had
become a regular and welcome highlight to my days at
work. I wish I could have talked to you one more time.
God I miss you.
I love you Grant. Mike Kilo.
To Branden, Nicholas, Scott, and Lucas. I love you all,
we, love you all. Grant loved you despite any feeling
you may have had otherwise. He expressed his love for
all of you to me before he left. Look around and see at
all of these people here today. Each of you bring your
own personalities into my life, your mothers life, into
their lives. Each of you is different and unique and
each of you will touch many more lives as you grow.
Each of you make your mother and I very proud. You will
always be loved, no matter what. Remember that and hold
me to it. Remember that no matter what the issue is,
you have all of these people, and more, who love you and
will help you – all you have to do is ASK. The biggest
thing to remember is that you have each other. Play
with each other, challenge each other, love each other –
no matter how much you annoy each other.
To Amanda. We have had 20+ years of marriage and I have
been fortunate to have you in my life. While we faced
many challenges along the way, nothing could have
prepared us for this. We had 5 wonderful boys. For
whatever reason, God’s plan or just fate, we have lost
our first son. No parent should have to witness this
event in their lifetime, but yet here we are. We can
be proud of the man we raised, and the men we will
continue to raise. I love you. I know we both want
answers, wonder why us, seek blame, feel like we failed
somehow. But Grant made his own decisions and he
thought long and hard about them. Nothing can fill the
void you have in your heart, your soul right now. But
you can and should know that you did not fail. Your son
was a good man. I ask that you to also look around you
now. Our son made a difference. Our son touched many
people and those that could be here to let you know are,
those that couldn’t be here took the time to tell us.
Use that sense of pride to help you put one foot in
front of the other each day so that we can finish
raising the other joys in our life so that they to can
make a difference. I will be here for you every step of
To the Family and Friends that are here with us today.
Words can not express the gratitude we feel. We are so
fortunate to have you in our lives. While life has a
way of preventing us from gathering together more often,
the fact that you are here today is proof that as we all
walk through life, we all touch more lives than we
Thank you to the Marchek’s for the tribute website they
set up for Grant. It has been a great way to revisit
his life over the last several days. We cant thank you
enough for not only this tribute, but for getting to
know him, loving him and treating him like your own son.
Thank you to those men and women who are present or not,
that have served or are serving, who have a loved one
serving or have also lost a loved one, that have offered
their support to us in the name if a fallen comrade. We
have been overwhelmed by the support offered to us not
only by the Army but by complete strangers as well upon
learning the news of Grant’s death.
Pain in the
an Ox (can't imagine where he got that from)
A man with so
much in front of him
when he didn't want it
Big Dork (I
know where he got that from)
Walked to his
own beat (no comment)
Going to get
his butt kicked if I see him again
I love you
From His Aunt Stacy
Silly to the
Grant made me laugh. I can't think of a finer
thing to say about another human being than I smiled
more when he was around, as long as I knew him.
He was my
became my friend.
He spent so
much time with us, he became one of our sons.
joined the service and became one of my brothers.
I've cried more in the last 4 days than I have since
I was a child. I never knew how much I loved this
wonderful young man, or how deeply he'd touched our
lives. I'm not sure most of us do, and we
certainly forget too often to say it.
Grant was loved and he will be remembered for the joy
he brought us in his smile.
What can I say about Grant? We
have been close ever since I can remember, even when I
moved away when I was 14 to Georgia, he still made an
effort to try to get me to come back or at least let me
know I was missed. When we were little, he used to call
himself general grant when we would build planes and
tanks out of Lego's. He always wanted to be in any
branch of the military, he wanted to be remembered, to
have a sense of honor, and to be a good friend. He
always said he wanted the stability and discipline,
regardless of what he was like to others around him. He
always had a smile, could always make me feel better.
When we would get into trouble or get into a fight,
either of which ALWAYS happened, Grant would always come
up to me and either start tickling me, or crack a joke.
Grant was a brother for me. When I was with my family
in California, you would find us together. We would
share beds, toys, and would always have each others
back. He even shared his pillow with me...and when he
was little, sharing the lion king pillow was the
greatest honor. He used to tell me that our kids would
play together and get into as much trouble as we did.
He promised we would take them to our favorite them
park when we were kids, Knott's Berry Farm, like our
grandmother and great aunt did for us. We would never
sleep when we were together. We were either staying up
and talking all night, or playing video games till the
sun came up. Our biggest arguments came while playing
Mario cart or Mario party. He was always Mario and I
was always peach. He was the peanut butter to my jelly,
he always said peanut butter was the sexier of the two,
which was why he was the peanut butter. He was a great
friend, a good big brother, the greatest cousin I could
have ever had. Now that he is gone, The most
influential part of my family is gone. If I could tell
him one thing, I would tell him this: You got what you
always said you would, you served your country, you were
a good friend, and you will always be remembered. I
know he is in a better place. Where he can eat all the
junk food he wants and play video games for as long as
he wants, and everything will magically clean itself. I
know that no matter what, I will always try to smile,
because he will be somewhere cracking a joke just so he
did not have to see anyone cry or be sad.
His Cousin Jess
AKA Lieutenant Jess
I have watched Grant grow up over the years...tome, I
remember Grant as... my friends kid, a good brother,
son, a fine young man, a soldier and a friend. But
the thing I remember most is that over all the years,
the exchange between Grant and I was not much more than
...me saying... "hey, Grant", He'd respond, "hey"
That's about it! That's about all we ever said to each
other, but it was all that needed to be said. To
me, I look forward to the day when I can again
January 24, 2009
Saturday morning, one of my
oldest and closest friends died in Iraq while in
service of his country.
I can remember a conversation with Grant just hours
before the last time I saw him, in which we
discussed and caught up on our personal lives and
affairs, politics, and our thoughts about the war.
Grant told me that he didn’t in particular support
this war but that he was very pleased to be able to
serve his country and to make something of himself,
which he didn’t see happening at home when he was in
California. We talked mostly about his plans for his
carrier, and whether he wanted to go carrier
military or serve his time and part ways.
I met Grant in middle school, he was my second
friend I made in Corona, and when I first met him I
called him Chris for at least a month. Of course
eventually I got it straight, and we remained good
friends all throughout high school, even when we did
not attend the same school. Grant, Ryan, Christian
and I spent so much time together that we may as
well have been brothers and I knew them each as well
We each assumed a pseudonym based on the aces
playing cards. Grant was the Ace of Clubs, and Ryan
and he had deemed me the Ace of Hearts; I still have
my card in my wallet, its permanent home. After high
school Grant joined the army, which surprised many
of us who knew Grant as a WWII history enthusiast,
but never particularly as having an interest in
joining. I remember questioning Grant about his
motives but supporting him in the decision none the
less because I thought it was a great idea.
Grant prided himself on his ability to make
people laugh and was a true comedian at heart. I
admired Grant in particular for not take himself
overly seriously, which is no small feat for a
teenaged young man, and though he was often quite
silly, he was equally witty. I can hardly remember a
time spent with Grant that wasn’t a happy one.
I had planned on sending this to Grant next time
he told me how much Iraq sucked, I suppose now Ill
put it here.
Jan 27, 2009 8:54 PM
Grant was absolutely amazing. He was the
kind of guy that every mother would want her
daughter to end up with. He was someone who
didn't judge, and who was very caring.
Everyone liked to be around him because you
knew u would always have a good time. I have
some wonderful memories from this past
summer with him and his best friend Ryan,
and I will cherish them for ever. He is a
true hero in my eyes.
The American, California and Broadcom flags are flying
today at Broadcom's Irvine facility in honor of
son of Broadcom employee Craig Cotting, Business
Systems Analyst for Operations based in
Grant, 19, died last Saturday in Kut, Iraq, of injuries
a non-combat incident. He was assigned to the Army's
Company, 5th Engineer Battalion, 4th Maneuver
Enhancement Brigade based
Fort Leonard Wood,
California Governor Arnold
Schwarzenegger issued the following
statement concerning Grants' death: Private Grant A.
Cotting was a
courageous soldier who dedicated his life to serving his
fellow Americans and
protecting our countrys' freedom. His sacrifice is an
us all and his bravery will be remembered.
California Capitol flags are also being flown at
half-staff today in
honor of Craigs' son.
Please join all of us at Broadcom in honoring the life
of Pvt. Cotting,
and supporting the Cotting family as they mourn their
Thank you for the beautiful article on Pvt. Cotting.
Out community is grateful for his bravery and
service to our country. We owe his family a debt of
gratitude for their son volunteering to serve us and
keep us safe. It is most unfortunate that we lost
another great man, but we understand that these men
are born to serve, they live out their lifetime
dream to join the military, and they will never be
Please forward our condolences and prayers to the
Linda & Charles Knarr
11:44 PM PST on Tuesday, January 27, 2009
A 19-year-old Corona man who graduated in 2007 from
Buena Vista High School and attended Santiago High
School for three years has died in Iraq, the Department
of Defense announced Tuesday.
Army Pvt. Grant A. Cotting, of Corona, died Saturday
in Kut, Iraq, of injuries suffered from what the Army
called "a noncombat related incident." The incident is
still under investigation.
He was assigned to the 515th Sapper Company, 5th
Engineer Battalion, 4th Maneuver Enhancement Brigade
based at Fort Leonard Wood, Mo.
A sapper company handles demolitions, laying and
disarming mines, and other combat engineering tasks.
The 515th primarily removed improvised explosive
devices from roadways, said Pvt. Cotting's mother,
Her son, the oldest of five boys, "joined the Army
because he wanted to make a difference," Cotting said.
"He was really looking forward to ... helping our
But he was unhappy after being sent to Iraq, she
"He had a hard time over there. It wasn't what he
expected," she said.
Former classmate and neighbor Ryan McQuilkin said
Pvt. Cotting was like a brother to him for about 10
Pvt. Cotting had talked about a military career for
years and enlisted about a year ago, shortly after
"I'm really proud of him," McQuilkin said. "He did
what he wanted to do."
He described his friend as "geeky" and said Pvt.
Cotting liked to play video games and Dungeons and
Dragons, which they played every weekend for almost five
Pvt. Cotting's high school counselor, Martha Santos,
advised him all four years he was in high school. They
were both at Santiago when he was in ninth grade through
11th grade and transferred to the new campus of Buena
Vista for the 2006-07 school year, Pvt. Cotting's senior
year. Buena Vista High was renamed Lee V. Pollard High
School in October.
Santos called Pvt. Cotting respectful and
"He was a quiet student and mostly kept to himself,"
and was the kind of person who would help his friends,
"He seemed like the type who was very loyal."
Pollard Principal Mike Ridgway said Pvt. Cotting was
in ROTC his senior year of high school and planning on a
"We are all saddened by his loss," Ridgway said.
Pvt. Cotting is survived by his parents, Craig and
Amanda Cotting, and brothers Branden, 15, Nick, 10,
Scott, 7, and Lucas, 4.
"He will really be missed," Amanda Cotting said.
"Don't take anyone for granted."
These are photos his friends sent to remember him by
From Brothers in Arms
For our Brother Grant
Christmas in Iraq
She sent me what!?
Grant & Aunt Stacy
Grant & Uncle George
Mike & Grant Nov 2008
Grant & Christina Looks like Disney Sept 2008
Jaime and Grant same trip
3 Generations together
Getting Ready to Ship
MiMi and PaPa
Basic Training Graduation
Grant and his Brothers
Clowning for our brother
Going to Basic training
Mike's B-Day July 2007
Ryan, Grant, Christian
Mike's B-Day July 2007
Grant & Mike
Santiago Graduation 2007
Mike, Will, Christian, Glenn, Ryan, Grant
Santiago Graduation 2007
Mike, Will, Grant, Glenn, Ryan
Santiago Graduation 2007
Mike, Will, Christian, Glenn, Ryan, Grant
The Whole Gang
Squish, Will, Grant, Christina, Scott, Ben, CJ,
Clinton, Mike, Chris, Ryan & Glenn
So Cal Renaissance Pleasure Faire 2007
Grant, Ryan & Will
Mike & Christian Running
from the Revolting Peasants!
Picture from Grant's Phone sometime in 2007: ???,
Christian, Clinton, Matt & Mike
LARP Summer 2006
Grant, Scott, Will, Mike, Jacob
Ren Faire 2006
Halloween 2004 Grant & Christian
Something silly from Grant's My Space page
4 Brothers & a Cousin
Grant's Brothers at play on the Beach
???, Grant, Jaime, Ryan, Christian
The littlest Brother who will never know the man his
Well it looked fun hen Grant did it!
Cuz Halloween is the best!
These are some of Grant's notes and those sent to
remember him by
How Grant Described himself from his MySpace page:
Hometown: Corona, CA
... more Women
Favorite TV Shows:
A lot of cartoons and of course star trek and star gate
along with Dr. Who,
Eureka and Scrubs
Mech Warrior Sagas,
Tom Clansy's works
About Me: (Witten back
Well im purrty normal, a wee bit weird, a total dork.
Im really shy at first, but once i get goin im a blast
I like videogames, but im not obsessed with them.
I like paintballing and playing football just for fun.
I love to swim, though i dont do it much,which is sad.
Actin stupid is a hobby of mine, but dont tell anyone.
I like to have fun and not care bout things.
I'll soon be workin at Barnes and Noble so yay books
I've got a close group of friends like most,
though I'm not closed to making new ones.
Education and Work
United States Army
PV2 in 515th Sapper Co. of the 5TH Engineers
September 2008 - Present
Leonard Wood, MO
blow shit up
DIRECTLY FROM SANTA ANA!
Name: Grant; Caucasian male. 18 years
of age. Quality breed, and thoughtfully raised for our
home. He is well trained; however has a mischievous
side, and occasionally has fits of randomness that can
be quite wild. Experienced in youth care, great option
for long time commitment, and short. Grant will only
settle on an equal who possesses not only a sense of
humor, and a rich personality, but also requires that
she isn’t afraid of commitment, and is self conscious,
but not psycho about it. Asides for some extra mass
Grant is in prime condition. Grant is house broken,
crate trained, and has all his shots. Available for
Reasons why I Joined Oct 19, 2008
For Future Flames
For Past Romances
For the Silly Pet Names
For the Reasons You Get Said Names
For a Thrill
For a Commitment
For a Reason to be Alive
For Protecting You Against the
For Protecting that Total
For a Chance to Meet People
For Never Needing to Hear a Thanks
For the Choice
For the Future
For the Here and Now
For Ryan and His Wisdom
For Christian and His Will
For Matt and His Insanity
For Cristina and Her Style
For Jamie and Her Charisma
For Mike and His Narcissistic
For Glenn and His Intelligence
For Clinton and His
For Kelsey and Her Passion
So at one point in time all of u
have asked me "yd u join?" or "wat made u do it?"
Well it took me awhile but I found my excuse, and im
letting u all know it, and though im miles and miles
away, I care for u all the same way as when I last saw
u, from the brotherhood with Ryan, to the care free me
with Matt, form rivalries to love, I fight for us to
remember our past
to get to our future
to live our lives
to move on
to hold on….
to be your friend
to be your brother
to be your gator
to be your dip
But above all those
I Am Your Soldier.
A Fond farewell Sept 1 2008
Current mood: bummed
so as i get ready to drift off into my last sleep here
as i get ready to move from childhood to adulthood
as i get ready to put my life on the line for those i
care bout most
i lay here
yearning for something i cant have
just wondering if ive truely made the right decisions
wondering if ill find all that im looking for
but as i drift off
and i feel myself becoming more and more distant
i must say the good times i had
the people met
the late night joy rides
the sitting around and not knowing wat the fuck to do
the countless gay jokes made
all i can say is ill miss every moment
and that i wish every nerd out there that i went nerd
every gay guy out there that played along with
every gal i hit on just cause i could and laughed bout
i bid u all a fond farewell
for i cannot bid u any fonder of a goodbye
so i say a fond farewell is just dandy
I’m Actually On! 19 Jul 2008
so ive been at basic and ait for a
lil while now
ive been away from home and on my way into a career
ill be put into harms way for those i care for
and ive done it all just to grow up and prove something
just to let my good friends know im alright and in 19
days ill be home
but only for 21 days then im going to new york to be
with the 7th engineer brigade in fort drum
so thats how my life is headin so far
ill talk to some of u a lil later today so dont fret
Rambling & Ranting March 13 2008
i hate being up this late
ive got too much on my mind to be up
this cant be good for me
to many things to ponder on
to many choices to make
thoughts that haunt
thoughts that remind
i hate them all
and sleep is my only escape
though is it really an escape
or just a delay
for tomorrow ill be up again
and ponder those accursed thoughts
y is it that a guy never can get a break
find wat hes been searching for and hold onto it
is it all just self inflicted suffering and pain
or some outside source we have no control over toying
is it that we humans dont have a damn clue about
and follow a delusion that we think we know who and wat
the fact we think so highly of ourselves that we are too
good for this world
or the fact we think of ourselves as some greater powers
and let the thought of it run our lives
is it that we treasure our ability to think situations
and trust our entirety on our mere insignificant
that we think we need a bond created between ourselves
so we can have a sense of security
yet when that is shattered we throw ourselves into a
state of chaos
where we dont know which way is left or right,right or
or we go into a state of calm and actually rationalize
the situations at hand
or ignore the feelings and move on and try and forget
yet watever ur course
u lose part of urself in the moving on
many have questioned if theres an easier way to go
through this process
to get through the sleepless nights, the feeling ill,
the time u waste getting over it
i can say i have found not a single easier way
though i wish there was
but there isnt
i for one find that its part of matureing and bettering
i for one did waste plenty of time on insignificant
strong and weak ones
some i let go
some i kept
some i rebuilt
but the one bond i have yet to build
is one that we all must have
and though i thought i had found a reason to build it
i was wrong, and i got hurt cause of it
because of insecurity, immaturity, jealousy, and trying
to be wat i clearly wasnt
to have thoughts that one day i could be is a delusion
cannot break myself of it
the cause of pain and anguish
the source of misery and despair
feelings of jealousy and heart-ache
yet all these are dulled
by a small sliver of hope
hope that one day my bridge may be built
and that ill be at a state of maturity
in which i can handle the situations thrown at me
haha so uve read this far
glad to know that someone....wait
i wont know if u read it this far
if u did
then ur probably goin wtf?!
well to be honest so am i
i just felt like id actually post a blog
seeing as everyone has
and im the last to do so
im glad i lasted this long
but haha yeah
no need to take this crap seriously
its me really just mumbling to myself and having the
ability to read it back to myself haha if that makes any
now all i can say is
laugh at urself for wasting ur time with this
haha ok im doon
We first met Grant in late 2002 (if I
remember correctly). He was one of my sons
friends, and soon became one of mine. He was
engaging and funny dan came over frequently.
Eventually, he practically moved in for all of the time
he spent at our place. He was an integral part to
so many of the events of our lives for 4 years. He
was there for birthdays and holidays, ren faires and
Halloweens, conventions and gaming. He went
through like 8 characters in a row all named
Bartholomew. Grant was one of those slightly goofy
kids, working through the teenage difficulties with
humor and a healthy dose of silliness. Grant
didn't take himself or life too seriously. He
could always get you to lighten up and laugh a bit.
Hew as also the kind of person you would want to have a
s a friend. Someone who would make time for you
and listen to you, help you and be a friend. These
are traits that everyone valued in Grant
After Graduation, we moved away, and I
was very surprised when I found out Grant had joined the
US Army. Through HS, Grant had been a little over
weight and somewhat lazy. But he'd been getting
taller and stronger and starting to fit in his own body
better. He apparently lost that weight and sought a
future with the Army. I was so proud of him.
It takes a level of self-discipline and personal
sacrifice to succeed in the Army. His choice to
serve was his, as were his reasons. None want to
go to a war zone. But Grant chose to serve his
country in a time of war and gave all that he had.
I loved Grant as one of my own sons. I love him
also as one of my brothers. I choose to remember
my friend, as he lived, with happiness and pleasure.
Just look at the pictures and you'll see the happy and
fun man he'd become. I cherish his time with us.
I hope this page helps his friends remember his love for
us, to ease our pain of his loss from our lives.