Well, let me tell you ’bout this fella, Josh Taylor, from Wilkes-Barre. Heard a whole lotta fuss ’bout him, sad stuff, real sad. Folks sayin’ he died, just like that, gone. Died on August 26th, they say. Don’t rightly know the year, but it weren’t too long ago. Folks ’round here still talkin’ ’bout it.
This Josh, he was a Wilkes-Barre man, like I said. A young fella, strong-lookin’ from the pictures. They say he got into it with someone, a fight, down at that pizza place, Vesuvio’s, on North Main Street. A pizzeria and bar, you know, the kind where folks go to unwind. Guess things got outta hand that night.
- Folks say he got punched, right in the gut.
- They say he died at the hospital.
- They say the police, well, they didn’t do enough.
His family, they’re heartbroken, you can bet. Miss him somethin’ awful, they do. I seen ’em marchin’ down Main Street, quiet as mice, holdin’ up signs. Wantin’ answers, wantin’ justice. Two years it’s been, almost two years since Josh was taken from ’em. They still thinkin’ ’bout him, prayin’ for him.
It’s a darn shame, it is. A young man, life snuffed out just like that. Blunt abdominal trauma, they called it. Fancy words for a punch that killed him. And for what? A fight? Some words exchanged? It ain’t worth it, never is. Now there’s a family missin’ their son, their brother, their friend. And for what?
Heard tell he was a fighter, this Josh. Not the brawlin’ kind, but a real fighter, a boxer. Made good money, too, they say. Over a million dollars for one fight. Can you imagine? A million dollars! But all that money, it don’t mean nothin’ now. Can’t bring him back, can it?
This Vesuvio’s place, it’s still there, on North Main Street. Folks still go there, but it ain’t the same. Not for Josh’s family, not for his friends. Everything changed that night, that August 26th. A fight, a punch, a life lost. And now there’s just memories and heartache.
This Josh Taylor, he weren’t just a name in the paper, you see. He was a person, a son, a brother, a friend. He had a life, a future. And now it’s all gone, because of a fight, because of someone’s anger. It makes you think, it really does. Makes you think about how precious life is, how quick it can be taken away. Makes you want to hold your loved ones closer, tell ’em you love ’em.
So, this Josh Taylor, remember him. Remember his name. Remember what happened. Remember that life is fragile, and fights ain’t worth it. Remember that justice needs to be served. And remember his family, still hurting, still grieving. Pray for ’em, if you’re the prayin’ kind. They need it.
Wilkes-Barre ain’t a big place, but things happen here, just like everywhere else. Good things and bad things. And sometimes, like with Josh Taylor, a bad thing happens that shakes the whole town. A reminder that life ain’t fair, and sometimes, it just ain’t right.
Folks around here, they still lookin’ for answers. They want to know why, want to know how this could happen. And mostly, they want justice for Josh. They want someone to be held accountable for takin’ his life. It ain’t right, what happened, and they ain’t gonna let it be forgotten.
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