The Frazza Children: Please Tell Your Story
Last night, a large number of people came to this blog and took me to task for the unkind words I had about Thomas Frazza, the father who shot his two sons before turning the weapon on himself. Folks called me all sorts of names for tongue-lashing this dad who had broken his parental covenant. I even had several friends of Kevin Frazza, one of the boys, contact me via instant message about the incident.
I’d like to extend an olive branch. Let’s put all talk about Thomas Frazza and his crimes aside for the moment, because we will probably never agree on his culpability. What I’d like to hear are stories about his sons, John and Kevin, from the people who knew and loved them. Please feel free to use this space to tell us the dimension of this story that newspapers often ignore by telling us a little about who John and Kevin were as young people, and why they will be dearly missed. (Plus, if any friends or family have a picture of the two to share, I will happily run it.)
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7 opinions for The Frazza Children: Please Tell Your Story
Aviva
Oct 21, 2006 at 4:56 pm
Kevin Frazza was 14, he loved to play hockey and hang out with friends. He was always a nice guy, and you could always go to him for help. He was the type of guy who everyone loved. Not one person could say something bad about Kevin. Kevin was nice to everyone. And will always be with us in our hearts.
Jen
Dec 4, 2006 at 9:29 pm
I know I am a little late with this, but i gues it’s better tlate than never. I was a good friend of Kevin. I left for the summer down the shore and the last real memory I have of him is when, one day i was in a bad mood at school and frazza just happend to have bad timing with me. Earlier that day he made a minor damage to one of my school books and I flipped out on him. Later on that day, we were in gym and it was a free period which means do homework or play basketball. Frazza shot an air ball and it hit me in the head and of course I yelled at him even more. At the end of the period I was gathering my stuff and by the time I was done(still sitting on the ground) Kevin and I were the last ones in the gym. Kevin came over to me and told me how he was sorry for today and he didnt want one of his good friends being mad at him and i said sorry too and he helped me up then gave me a hug and we walked out together just talking and laughing. I will never forget that.
Mrs. Att
Jan 4, 2007 at 3:44 pm
Kevin was one of my students last year. I don’t know how to explain how important he was but I will try. Once, I asked him to help a fellow classmate who was out for several months recovering from surgery by going to the library for him and picking out books he needed for a project in my class. He did it immediately, on his free time, and made sure he got back to me about getting the job done. That was just the kind of person he was. When you asked him for help, he was there going above and beyond what needed to be done. He would come to my room almost every day and hang out with some of his friends. Sometimes they would do homework but mostly we would just chat. In June, he and some of my other students organized a birthday pizza “party” for me (any excuse to order pizza at school :). All this despite the fact that Kevin was diabetic and could not eat any of the food he helped organize. He brought his own sandwich and still managed to have a great time. In my 10 years of teaching I cannot think of any other student who EVERYONE truly LIKED the way people liked Kevin. Honestly, none of this even comes close to explaining how wonderful he was and I know we always say that about people after they die but in Kevin’s case, it’s the truth. I cannot believe he is gone. I was “only” his teacher and it was “only” for one year but I loved him dearly and I miss him every day.
marisa
Jan 12, 2007 at 8:08 pm
kevin was a good friend of mine also. a story about me and kevin was at hockey a couple months back. it was our playoff game and i was very nervous.kevin told me to keep going and chill and told me if i ever needed anything he’d have my back.i felt like crying when he said that (corny, i know) but he felt like such an angel. from the day i met him five years ago from the day he left he was and always will be my hero.
christian
Mar 7, 2007 at 3:36 pm
Mi comment will be in spanish, because my english is very bad and I want to describe all out errors.
Yo conoci Kevin cuando vino a Argentina ya que su madre es mi prima y es nacida aqui. Ella vino con sus dos hijos menores Jacky y Kevin, esto fue en 1998 hacia 27 años que no volvia a su pais. Kevin de 6 años era un niño excelente, con un corazon muy grande, que se hizo querer enseguida con todos. Y que muy pronto para nosotros fue como un argentino mas. Kevin fue bautizado en Argentina y los padrinos fueron mis padres. Se hizo apasionado del futbol (soccer) y se hizo fan de Boca Juniors. El disfruto muchisimo su estadia y cuando partio lo sentimos mucho como si hubiese nacido aqui. Ellos regresaron en el 2000 y fue mejor que la primera visita. Siempre lo recuerdo con un dolor muy grande en el corazon, pienso en el, en mi prima, en mi tia en todos los que lo conocieron mas que yo y que disfrutaron su amistad mas que yo. A todos lo que lo conocieron… mi gratitud. Te extrañamos kev….
Amanda
Jul 10, 2007 at 12:20 pm
Kevin was really a special person, i feel he would have accomplished many goals throughout his life. It was a tradgety what happened and a year has passed and everyone still misses him dearly. Ive had dreams about Kevin, the second one was probably the most powerful one. I was sitting on his bed in his room and i shut my eyes and felt someone hugging me. I opened my eyes to hear a voice telling me to shut them. When i shut my eyes frazza was there infront of me, he told me he was in a beautiful place and he didnt want to come back even if he could. then he told me he had to go and he left. I really believe he was letting me know he was alrite. Ive had several dreams about Frazza, usually on the 9th or 10th of every month. The last dream i had about him was when he was sitting at a lunch table and i asked him how he was there if he was dead, he simply smiled and said im not dead im right here with you guys. I know that he is still with us wherever we go. I met Kevin in 6th grade and we hung out with our friends. His personality was always fun and positive and he always knew how to make me smile. He had diabetes but he wasnt bothered by it at all. We had 1st period together in 7th grade, social studies. Our teacher would always try to get Kevin to sing ring of fire, because he often broke out in a song everyday. In 8th grade we started talking more again when we were in computer class. He sat next to me everyday and he made me smile when i was down and we had a lot of fun in that class. We had a few insiders that i often think about. He always taught me to pick my head up when i was sad and never to take anything for granted. Kevin never took anything for granted, he was the kindest person i knew. I still cry, knowing hes gone, but then i think of the good times we all had together and i smile knowing he is waiting in heaven. I know one day i will see him again. I could swear when i listen to dance, dance i can hear him singing as if hes right next to me, like he used to in computers. Im very thankful i got to know such a special person and although he was only here for a little time, he was one of the people who influenced me most. Kevin Frazza taught me not to take one single breathe for granted. Kevin i love and miss you and i know youre watching over me
sean higgins
Feb 4, 2008 at 8:30 pm
yo this kid was my best friend and its been so long since ive even talked about him this shit really got me fucked up like wat kind of shit is that his dad killing him and shit i sware since it happen ive been trying to be like why what was the purpose and there was none but idn i love that mother fucker frazza since he died mad shit started goin really shity in my life but its all good cause i know hes chillin up there lookin down this is crazy that im writing this cause i havent even talked about him in soo long its like its all comin out i loved that dude i was just chillin and he poped in my head and i typed his name in google and clicked into this page and started crying riGHT away i miss this mother fucker sooo much and i really needed to get all that shit out party boys for ever i love u
-godfather
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