On May 30, 2011 (Memorial Day), it began as just another day of business as usual. I was driving to work at the Jackson County Sheriff’s Department, speaking on my cell phone with my mother as I normally do. As we spoke, our conversation was interrupted by incoming call.
I answered the call and spoke with Melissa (Nick’s care provider). Melissa sounded disturbed, almost begging, as she asked, “have you seen or heard from Nick?” I replied “No, I haven’t spoken with him since last week. She sounded as if she were almost in tears. As the conversation continued, she explained, Nick was missing! He had broken into her locked bedroom door, stolen her 12 gauge shotgun and written a suicide note.
I explained what I was told to my employer and excused myself from work. I called my wife, Susan and told her, “you need to leave work immediately, Nick is in trouble.” As we drove from Newport to Searcy, I told her the dreadful story that I was told. My wife and I cried as she called Melissa and heard what she had told me earlier.
When we arrived at Holmes road, where Nick was livining; we could see two patrol cars. I jumped from our truck and ran to the officer’s. They happened to be two buddies that I had worked with when I was employed at White County Sheriff’s Department. I began to help the two of them as we searched the 12 acres of land behind the residence.
The family living there was clearly upset because they so badly wanted to help in the search. The officer’s explained that I was allowed because, I was a cop. At that moment and time, I didn’t feel like a police officer, I was a horrified father desperately search for his son, wanting so much to find him but not want to find the worst.
The search continued for hours, through high grass, brush, weeds and woods. As we searched I became more despaired but hopeful. I began wishing that I had brought my K9 because she would surely find Nick. We returned to the house; I could see my wife and friends crying and in disbelief. The neighbors had told the Sheriff’s Department they had heard a gunshot approximately two hours earlier.
More officers’s joined the search and a helicopter and four wheelers were dispatched to our location. After hours of searching and night began to slip in; the search was called off and a BOLO of Nick was placed state wide as a missing child. My wife and I were in disbelief and clearly upset. Police Officers assured us the since he had not been found he probably just ran away and would return home.
The BOLO, newspapers and local news stated: Missing Juvenile, Nicholas Lee Taylor, age 17, 200 lbs. and 6’4 armed and if located approach with caution.
After a terrible and rough sleepless night, at 7:30 am, May 31, 2011 we received the worst news a parent could hear. They found Nick’s body!!! He has committed suicide!!!
This was truly the sadiest day of my life!!! I live with so many regrets of not being a better father and friend. If I had been ..... just maybe Nick would still be with us.
No parent or step-parent should out live their child. Always love, kiss and hug your children, listen and be slow to anger, be caring and forgiving. As parents; we want the best for our child, we want our children to be PERFECT ... but I learned the hard way .... allow your child their imperfections ... be loving and supportive.
I cry and choke as I write this. I don't ask for sympathy. I just do not want someone to make the same mistakes that I have made. I cannot go back in time and change the past; I can only wait till my time here is done so that I may be reunited with Nick and beg for his forgiveness for not being a better father and friend.
I was raised by my father that a man was to be tought "Suck it Up." "Don't cry." "Don't show Emotion." And that was my greatest mistake!!!! Nick, I promise when we meet again, the first thing I want to do is hold you and let you know how much I love and miss you.
Robb