He was peacefully sleeping, not knowing what was going to happen. 💔

The tragic death of 21-year-old Noah Hall in Barberton, Ohio, has left an entire community grieving and struggling to make sense of a sudden and devastating loss.

What began as an ordinary Tuesday morning quickly turned catastrophic when a massive tree collapsed onto the home where Noah was sleeping, fatally striking him in his second-floor bedroom.

Emergency crews arrived at the home on 2nd Street SW shortly after 11:15 a.m. on April 15, 2025, and found Noah pinned beneath the wreckage. He was pronounced dead at the scene, leaving behind his mother Ashley, three sisters, and a large extended family.

Originally from Owensboro, Kentucky, Noah had only recently moved to Barberton to start fresh and pursue new opportunities. He was working at a Wendy’s in Norton, sharing the home with a friend from a previous job.

According to Ashley, her son was a gentle, kind-hearted young man — six-foot-five and built like a teddy bear, but known more for his warmth than his size. She described him as someone who always listened, made others laugh, and showed deep compassion to everyone he met.

Ashley shared heartbreaking photos of the damaged home on Facebook — the broken tree still jutting through the upper floor, responders and workers carefully removing debris while neighbors looked on in disbelief. One photo shows the house’s roof peeled away like paper, exposing Noah’s bedroom to the sky.

In her own words, Ashley called the day “a nightmare,” and described the anguish of losing her son to a freak act of nature — a moment no mother should have to face.

The tragedy spared three others who lived in the downstairs unit, including Noah’s roommate, who described the experience as surreal and gut-wrenching. “The house is just a house,” he said. “But someone lost their life.”

In the wake of Noah’s passing, a GoFundMe campaign was created to help the family cover funeral and burial costs. As of now, $310 has been raised toward the $500 goal. The page speaks of Noah’s generosity, sense of humor, and resilience, calling him “an amazing soul” and emphasizing that “he didn’t have a single evil bone in his body.”

His obituary describes him as a young man who found joy in simple things — stars in the sky, laughter with family, and a good football game. It also provides funeral details: visitation will be held from 2:00 to 6:00 p.m. on April 22, followed by a service at 6:00 p.m. at the James H. Davis Funeral Home.

Noah is survived by his mother, Ashley Hall, sisters Aaliyah and Brizanna Graves and Jayden Ramos, and many loving relatives. For those wishing to offer condolences or share memories, an online tribute book has been set up through the funeral home.

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