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Taylor’s Obituary
Taylor Martin McLaughlin, 16, of Anacortes, died unexpectedly on Monday, May 21, 2007 at his home in Anacortes. He was born on June 28, 1990 in Anacortes, the son of Niccole McLaughlin and Genaro Capasso.
He grew up in Anacortes and was a student at Anacortes High School. Taylor, our beloved child was caring, loving, gentle, handsome, and had a heart of gold. He had some challenges throughout his life that he surpassed because of the love he was given from his closest family members and friends. Life threw Taylor some hurt that he felt in his heart he couldn’t pull through no matter how much love and support he had around him. This was such an unnecessary tragedy. Our baby is gone from nothing more than a broken heart. He strove to be a hero and he is our hero. “Taylor, you will be missed, you are forever loved, and you are our hero. I love you, my precious baby. Rest in peace, love Mom”.
Taylor is survived by his mother, Niccole McLaughlin; honorary dad, Doug Cassidy; father, Genaro Capasso; grandparents, Earl and Linda McLaughlin and Ed and Colleen Capasso; sisters, Jazmin Carpenter and Alicia Asseln; brothers, Anthony Capasso, Tyler Carpenter, and Huckleberry Kid; uncle, Mike McLaughlin; aunts, Melissa Groening and Angela Clute; and cousins, Tanner, Camden, Gibson, Sydney, and McKenna.
A memorial service will be held at 7:00 p.m., Tuesday, May 29, 2007 at Evans Funeral Chapel in Anacortes, with Certified Celebrant Linda Haddon officiating.
Arrangements are in the care of Evans Funeral Chapel and Crematory, Inc., Anacortes, WA. To share memories of Taylor, please sign the online guest register at www.evanschapel.com
I wish I could’ve been there. To all of you that don’t know me, I’m Cayla, I moved to California from Anacortes about 4 years ago and have been sorry ever since.I loved Taylor very much, and will continue to love him until I myself draw my last breath.I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to do this, but I never really could believe that he was gone until now. I met Taylor at Island View, and we liked eachother very much, we would even show up to school early just to sit and talk, i would almost always sit in his lap. I to this day have no idea why he chose me at that time, I was small and awkward and really wierd. After a while he sort of became my hero, when he asked me to be his girlfriend I declined because at that time my parents didn’t allow me to engage in those relationships (to this day they still don’t, and yes they are a bit over protective). When I moved I would call him every once in a while, but I couldn’t often because my mom disapproved of me calling a boy she didn’t know, but he was always very patient and never treated me the different for it. Infact he would always say something sweet like “I was just thinking of you.” I’ve always been afraid of things I shouldn’t be, which is why after I realised that my feelings for him had changed, I was afraid to call him and tell him, I was afraid that I might hurt him. So I just stopped calling (I hadn’t given my phone number to him because my parents said no, I hoped that if he forgot it would be a lot better. Then a year after I made that descision, my mom told me that he had died, I had failed him. Every time I see a teenage guy out there living a normal life, or hear an amazing turn-around story I get so angry, I torture myself with thoughts like “Why couldn’t he have that?”, “Why didn’t I see this coming?”. But I know that that’s not what he would have wanted, I made a descision about a year ago and have since Taylor’ s death changed it. I’m going to be a missoinary, I’ll be going to New Zealand, it has the highest rate of teen suicide in the world, and every time I do my best to help the youth there it will be for him, and for anyone who ever loved him. This is the first time I’ve ever been able to tell the whole story, I’m working on a poem, but it will take a while to make something worthy of his name.
Comment by Cayla — August 6, 2007 @ 12:35 am