At the towering height of 6’4″, he earned the nickname “Biggie J.” When Joshua Joseph Yezak stepped to your door, he blocked out the sun. But he could replace its brilliance with his smile, its warmth with his hug.
Josh was dependable and fiercely loyal, gentle and tender-hearted. He was loved by his friends, adored by his nieces and nephews, and treasured by his parents and siblings. He’ll be remembered for his wonderful sense of humor.
Billy and I took Jen and Josh on a saltwater fishing trip once, when Josh had just entered his teen years. Each of us came home with our claim to fame. If I remember correctly, Jennifer caught the biggest trout, I caught the biggest red snapper, Billy caught the most, and Josh…Well, Josh had fallen asleep on the metal engine cover and spent the entire trip behind closed eyes, proving once again that he could sleep anywhere!
Josh was eight when I married his father, twenty-nine when he died. I didn’t have enough time with him. Not nearly enough.