Travis Armstrong Leva

I remember Travis as my first friend in life but I dont know if he would've ever remembered. We were about 5 or 6 playing with GI Joe's, and he had the best stuff, running through the woods, looking at his sister's toy horses. I dont know why his name popped into my head, I googled him and saw this... its been 40 years but I only have the best memories of going to his house and his family. Really sorry for your loss.

Trav, you were always right! Remember the Scrabble Game when I insisted Jessica Simpson won an Oscar for her role as Daisy Duke? You were the first to deny me as your sister! I loved to tease you as I loved you! You will always be my favorite comedian! Shannon

Trav,

Over a week has passed since you left us. I know I will not see you ever again here on Earth but your spirit is with us always. Tell Mom that you and I both no longer must give me lectures. I love you, Honey. Thank you for being my baby brother. I will miss you forever. Shannon

Travis was a great cousin and nephew to our family. We remember the times we shared together as a family and know that he was loved by so many and it was our great pleasure to have shared our lives with him for the short time he was among us. Uncle Wil

I remember Travis as the tow-headed 10- or 11-year-old younger brother of Shannon. He was sort of a 4-H club mascot and was often drug along to 4-H Horsebowl (quizbowl) contests to complete a team of four. We were always entertained by Travis' creative and amusing answers to the questions! It sounds as though he carried this fun-loving persona into adulthood. Our hearts go out to Shannon - I know how much you'll miss him.

A true gent who i was very lucky to meet. r.i.p my friend.you will be missed by so many.

Travis Leva, one of the friendliest and funnest people I have ever met. We were lucky enough to travel with him on The Business/Hollowpoints tour, he once created merchandise with a wife beater and a sharpie and got an instant sale, he also had a talent for finding the finest sherry in Kentucky. Last time I saw Travis, we played a card game for $1 bills until the early hours, I bankrupt myself at least 3 or 4 times, every time Travis would spot me just to keep the game going and keep having...

The campfire light that flickers in the night shooting sparks into the air was the sound of your laughter.The brook that flows into the sea was your spirit that touched so many.The universe is a bit smaller in the loss of your soul. May the unknown accept you and cherish you as we did. love always auntie Lynne

to you, who ran it til' the wheels fell off. . .