Obituary of Forrest Kyle Dean Bariekmen

Forrest Kyle Dean Bariekman Born 4/26/1995 He is survived by: The loves of his life Bailey Stanley, and his puppy Stella Grandpa: Rusty E. Bariekman Nana: Susan R. Bariekman Mom: Russchell (prn: Russhell) Lyn Bariekman Brothers: Hunter, Hal, and Canyon Aunt: Sarah Bariekman His Uncles: Ed and Jamie Bariekman His Cousins: Caden, Leon, Madilyn, Caleb, Alec, Skyler, Adrial (prn: A-dreeAll), Aason (prn: A-son) And so many of his extended family and friends He is the first grandchild of 11 grandkids. Born in Saint Pete's hospital Olympia, WA and raised around Shelton and Spanaway area. He went to Olympia and Shelton High Schools. The family knew they would have their hands full when, barely out of diapers, he would find the tallest bookshelf and jump to the ground below, laugh and try to do it again. He was a little red-headed dare devil from the get-go but he was precious, and we loved him. He got his first skateboard when he was about 5 years old and never stopped skating. He didn't care if it was raining or sunny. As his fellow skaters would say, he was an absolute "shredder." He spent so many hours and days skating and making so many friends. He had more friends than anyone we have ever known, and we could barely keep all of them straight. In school, he played every sport available. He was a late bloomer so he was usually the shortest one on the basketball court or the tiniest one on the rugby field, but he had the heart of a lion. It didn't matter the sport, he was the best. He was just one of those guys who was good at everything he touched. He was selfless his entire life. He protected young skaters in the skatepark, took them under his wing. He made and delivered goodie bags to the less fortunate. He was always thinking of others and never wanted to bother anyone. He was the biggest animal lover. For instance, he went with a friend to an opening day fishing derby competition. He caught a fish and when the time came to do what you're supposed to do when you catch a fish, he physically couldn't do it. He started throwing up. He got so upset and wanted to throw it back. He'd bring any animal home including a wild duck from a lake. He was also a selfless protector. He couldn't even enjoy himself with the family on summer trips to the lake. He always appointed himself as the lifeguard over the lake pacing back and forth making sure no one was drowning, and no one needed help. He touched the lives of so many people. Everyone liked him and knew he was a special person. He continues to touch the lives of many and will forever. He will be forever in our hearts and minds.