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My Dear Friends,


 It is with great sadness that I have to tell you that on the night of May 25, 2017, Nicki, made the decision to take her own life.


This type of death presents us with many questions that may not ever be understood. Nicki was a bright light to everyone that she knew, came in contact with, and those who saw her from afar. Unfortunately, she wrestled with issues that none of us can truly comprehend. Even though we might try to understand the reasons for her doing this, we can never really know what was going on in her mind.


This is a difficult time for those who were close to her and I would request that you refrain from spreading speculation regarding the circumstances and that we be given our privacy in order deal with the matter.


If you are suffering or if you know someone who is suffering, please call the suicide prevention hotline at 1.800.273.8255



Update 6/5/17

For everyone concerned about my well being - I'm doing okay, I guess. I've had such a fantastic support group here in the NorthWest it has brought me to tears every single day as well as now as I type this. I am heading down to Los Angeles today to be with family and friends in Southern California and then I will be traveling to destinations still unknown for a few months. Messages sent to dance@thesiltons.com will be screened by my assistant to and sent to e-mail account that I will be checking. For those curious about my plans for the future, Portland has been my home with Nicki for two years now and it will continue to be my home forevers. I hope to be back in Portland and on my way towards a healthier emotional recovery in September. I will not be on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, or any other social media. But in my physical absence please know that I am doing my best to recover in one of the ways that I know how - solo meditation and self exploration through travel and focus through nature. And I will be back soon. And even though I cannot even start to respond to texts, emails, or voicemails, please know that I so appreciate everyone reaching out to me with thoughts, prayers, and condolences.


 Thank you for your outpouring of love and kindness.


Doug Silton

RIP Mrs. Nicki Silton


October 13, 1982 - May 25, 2017


Nicki was a devoted wife and an honest teammate and she was my sweet country girl.


She was a painter, a photographer, a choreographer, an artist, a musician, a student and a teacher,

and did the best velociraptor, britney spears, and combo britney-velociraptor impersonation ever.


She was the valedictorian, the prom queen, and the head cheerleader.


But she would have been too humble to tell you.


Nicki was a competitive runner, a skier, a marathon runner, and all-around athlete.

She could throw and catch and if you chose to wrestle with her - well watch out.


Her outfits always matched and you might have caught her playing her fashion game on her iPhone.


Her hair was always perfect and there was always a lip gloss or five everywhere.


She loved presents in little blue boxes and tiny beverages.


If you ever needed hand sanitizer, you'd know who to ask


She could plank for days.


She loved straight legs in west coast swing and had the best And A One ever.


She would walk through a vegas casino in heels and turn every head.


She was my travel buddy. And my confidant.


She loved the beach and vegas and goldfish slots. Good beer and fun drinks and dancing all night long.


One of her passions was planning and hosting theme parties - and those parties rocked.


She was a voracious reader in both English and Spanish.


Her sense of humor was unparalleled.


And she absolutely loved naƱaritas.


She was an amazing dance instructor and choreographer and judge and performer, dedicated to her craft, and a dance competition junkie.


Her dancing was grounded and musical and conversational.


She would light up any room just by being near that room. And she would get you to smile by just seeing her and her energy.


Her major in Spanish and Masters in Education allowed her to teach Spanish - from ESOL all the way to AP.


And her dedication to dance and philosophy creation lead her to teaching on the international dance circuit

and she was "internationally acclaimed." :)


She performed dance pieces on stage, on video, and underwater.


She was a great proof reader and I wish she could have proof read this.


She loved The Voice because it was positive and uplifting. American Idol was too negative and judgey.


She cried when watching Mia Michael's choreography.


She recycled.


She was an amazing mom to Lizzy.


She could speak Bob fluently.


Nicki's drive and principles were the root of The Silton Foundation

and it was created to benefit dancers like Nicki who didn't have the means but who had the drive.


She rooted for her friends ... and the Oregon Ducks


Her favorite travel destinations in the world were Thailand and Tahiti and she so loved being home in Oregon.

On the mountain, on the coast, and at home here.


She could speed-walk and view a museum in no time flat.


She was a tried and true pokemon hunter.


And she had the best smile ever.


Nicki's highest level of praise that she gave out was "this does not suck."


For example: "this view does not suck." "that dance piece does not suck." this no-bake cheesecake does not suck."


But this really, really sucks.


We all miss you so much wifers.




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There has been such an outpouring of love from every corner of the globe - with people who understand what it's like to lose your best friend in this way. Someone sent this poem to me and I believe it should be shared by all.


Death Is Nothing At All

by Henry Scott-Holland


Death is nothing at all.

It does not count.

I have only slipped away into the next room.

Nothing has happened.


Everything remains exactly as it was.

I am I, and you are you,

and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.

Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.


Call me by the old familiar name.

Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.

Put no difference into your tone.

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.


Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.

Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.


Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was.


Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you, for an interval,

somewhere very near,

just round the corner.


All is well.

Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.

One brief moment and all will be as it was before.

How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!