Kolt's Story

On September 26, 2001 we were blessed with our adorable Kolton James Kaiser. Kolt has two older brothers, Patrick and Luke and his younger brother Klay was born in 2007. Kolt was our happy, fun loving child. He was silly and our family peacemaker. Growing up our family attended Northside Christian Church and Kolt was involved in the youth small groups. Kolt loved Jesus and was baptized. At that time we knew it was the most important decision he would ever make. We just didn't imagine we would be reminded of this at his young age of 21.

Kolt grew up playing sports. We spent many summers at the ballpark playing little league baseball and winters in the gym playing basketball. In 8th grade Kolt played on the Scribner Soccer team and he found a new sport he loved. He played on several sports teams at NAHS but Soccer was his favorite. Kolt was a 2020 New Albany High School graduate. He is also a Prosser Welding Alumni. After high school Kolt worked in the family business with his Dad, Uncle and a couple cousins at Kaiser Wholesale. He was a hard working Warehouse Manager and we are very proud of his work ethic. Kolt loved the outdoors, competition, The Louisville Cardinals, and his beautiful girlfriend Emily. Kolt was known to always have a house full of friends and everyone was welcome. In 2022 Kolt found his new fitness love in Jiu Jitsu. He met many new friends and was challenged mentally and physically. Kolt had just received his Blue belt.

On May 27, 2023 Kolt took a psychedelic mushroom. Later that evening he passed from a fatal gun accident. One poor decision had a very tragic consequence and our family is forever changed. Someone so loved with an amazing life is no longer with us. We have great comfort in knowing Kolt is with our Heavenly Father and we will be with him again. If you have questions regarding your own faith we want to extend an invitation to you. Please email us at koltonkaiserfoundation@gmail.com and we will connect you with someone. In Kolt's short 21 years he lived and loved with his whole heart. During this time of tremendous grief we are trusting in God with our whole hearts.

Amy and Mark Kaiser and Family

I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels or demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow - not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below - indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Romans 8:38-39

Kolt's Eulogy, a tribute by his brother

Kolton James Kaiser on what what we loved to call him, Kolty.

The K stands for kindness. Something that Kolt showed to everyone and anyone, no matter the circumstances.

The O stands for optimistic. Kolt was always able to find a way to look at the positive in any situation. He gave every person the benefit of the doubt no matter what.

The L stands for loving. Kolt loved everyone and everything. El Nopal, Jiu Jitsu, Corn Hole, and everyone around him. He was the most loving person in the world who would never hesitate to cuddle with you in bed or give you a hug, even when you didn't want it.

The T stands for Transformative. Anyone who ever met Kolty was transformed by him. His kind heart, pure soul, and sweet smile was enough to turn any bad into a good day. Kolt could joke for days and make everyone happy the minute he walked into a room because everyone knew they were in for a good time.

The Y stands for young. Kolt was taken from us too young of an age. His 21 years years on earth were not enough and it hurts every second when thinking he is gone.

Kolt was the bright light in everyone of our lives. He had the most kind, loving, caring and pure soul out of anyone in the world. It is hard to think that this extraordinary person is gone but we can receive peace knowing that Kolt's life was a gift to each of us from God and God always had a plan for Kolt to leave this big mark in our hearts because of how great of a person he was. His 21 years on earth can only be described as a gift to all of us and we were so blessed to get to live and love with Kolt.

Kolt was able to bring everyone together and more important than that he was able to keep everyone together. Kolt can only be described as everyone's glue. We will have tough days ahead but it is important for us to remember what Kolt would want. He would want us to stick together and live our lives with the same joy he did.

What happened to my baby brother can only be described as a tragic accident. It hurts to the core and leaves nothing but a hole in the heart and pit in the stomach.

My Mom and Dad always told Kolt and I that we were each-others built in best friends. We fought and bickered everyday growing up and there was no one else who could get under my skin like Kolty and all it took was a simple smile and a couple of well placed kind words. We eventually grew out of this fighting phase and my parents were right, he was and still is my best friend. He was my confidant who I could say anything to and he would make sure I was taken care of no matter what he had to do.

When anyone asked me or my family about Kolt and how he was doing, we all had the same simple answer.

"Kolt is living the dream."

He was a 21 year old kid who had his own house, endless amounts of friends, and the ability to have endless amounts of fun. After hearing all the great stories about the fun times everyone had at Kolt's house I'm amazed there weren't more than the single noise complaint.

Kolt's favorite restaurant was El Nopal. He would go there every Thursday night after work to get margs and dinner. He would always drag his friends there even when they had voiced it multiple times that they despised eating there constantly. When anyone ever gave Kolt lip about El Nopal he would respond with "How can you hate the place, it's cheap beer and you get two meals for the price of one because the servings are so big." Everyone jokes that Kolt was always so cheap with his money and even though there maybe a little truth to this, in my opinion, we are completely wrong. Kolt was the hardest working individual anyone has ever met. People have preached this time and time again. His friends were too scared to work out with him because they were afraid to have their ass kicked. His brothers that he rolled with on the Jiu Jitsu mat stated that he would always stay after class ended in order to get more work in. My Dad watched Kolt grow into the great young man he was and witnessed his work ethic first hand at Kaiser's. Kolt wasn't cheap at all. He knew what hard work was and gave everything he had in everything he did. Kolt worked for every penny he ever earned. He is a role model for everyone to look up to and yes even me his angsty older brother.

For about the past 3 to 4 months Kolt, his buddies and I have played Call of Duty every weeknight after work. With me working in the central time zone and Kolt living and working in the Eastern time zone, I would solely shape my days around this call of duty schedule and would wake up early in order to leave work in time so we could play together. I remember calling Kolt everyday on my way home after I left the office to ask

the same three questions. How are you doing? What's your plan tonight? When will you be on? No matter what we always found a way to play together. Playing with Kolt was the biggest blessing. Every night Kolt would find a way to make us laugh. Rather it was talking trash to the other team or Kolt finding a reason to start a friendly argument. Lately we've played a bunch of war zone. Every game we loaded in Kolt would be sure to give us all a few words of encouragement and then be sure to let us know that he is the Captain and we were about to do some real navy seal shit. Kolt will always be our Captain and he'll always be watching over us as we fight our day to day battles in life.

This past fall the New Albany City Police put a trailer speedometer on the front lawn of Kolt's house. Kolt was so mad that the City Police just thought they could put something on his lawn and not even warn him. At first Kolt saw the speedometer as a hindrance to his day to day life. However, things quickly changed when Kolt and his friends started to go out to the street in the middle of the night and run at the speedometer and try and see who could either get the sign to say "Too Fast" or just see how fast they were going. I've seen a couple videos and think Kolt maxed out at 18 miles per hour.

On Saturday, May 27, 2023 the best of Kolt was out and shining. He invited some friends up to my Mom and Dad's new house and they fished, joked and laughed. My Mom said watching this and spending time with them made her so happy.

My Mom and Dad lost a son. Klay, Patrick and myself lost a brother. His family lost a nephew, cousin, grandson, but everyone here lost a best friend and for that I am truly sorry.

All of Kolt's friends thought of Klay as a little brother. Klay still needs this brotherhood and support. Please continue to still look after Klay as if he is one of your own, and help guide him in life as he goes through it.

We will have days where we wake up fragile and hurt and we will have nights where we go to bed fragile and hurt. However, we must carry on with our lives because, trust me, the last thing that Kolt would ever want is for any of us to break.

Mind over matter, carry the boats, long live Kolty. Forever in our hearts.

I love you Kolty. You were the best baby brother anyone could ever ask for.

Written by Lukas Kaiser