Jerry Remy shouldn’t have to spend the rest of his life in hiding because his son is a monster, but he shouldn’t be the color analyst on Red Sox telecasts anymore.
Eric Moskowitz’s chilling investigate piece on Jared Remy, “The King of Second Chances,” in Sunday’s Boston Globe paints the picture of a privileged, drug abusing savage who escaped serious punishment for 17 years because of flaws in the legal system that allow animals like him to largely evade incarceration as long as they can afford to pay for a top-flight defense attorney.
“This is an old story for the American judicial system. You get a high-priced attorney, you get better justice,” former Lowell prosecutor Joshua E. Friedman is quoted as saying in the article.
Friedman tried a case against Remy in 2001 when he threatened to kill his former girlfriend and mother of his first child, Tiffany Guyette, over the phone. It was Remy’s sixth case in 27 months, and Friedman was confident Remy would see jail time based on his history of violence against women and apparent lack of remorse. Though Guyette testified against Remy – something that few of his victims did over the years – the judge didn’t convict him. Lowell District Court Presiding Justice Neil Walker accepted Remy’s defense attorney, Peter Bella’s, request to continue the case without formal judgment. Remy acted on his threats 12 years later, and killed the mother of his second child, Jennifer Martel, for real.
Moskowitz uncovers that Jerry was the first person who called the cops on his then 17-year-old son, Jared, in January 1996 when he continually harassed his ex-girlfriend from Weston High School. Jared was ordered to study at home with a private tutor, as his behavioral problems resulted in his expulsion from Weston Public Schools and the Gifford School.
Jerry reportedly asked the police to “help his son understand the seriousness of his actions” that winter. Almost two decades and 20 criminal cases later, it’s apparent that the message didn’t get through to Jared.
It’s difficult to cast aspersions about one’s personal life from afar. In hindsight, Jerry and Phoebe Remy should’ve let their son rot in jail. They shouldn’t have continually paid for an experienced attorney, and instead left Jared to fend for himself alongside an overworked public defendant.
But it’s tough for parents to turn their backs on their son. It’s hard for people to give up on their own flesh and blood.
There had to have been a middle ground, however. There had to have been a way for the Remy’s to support Jared without enabling him.
Jared worked as a security guard at Fenway Park in 2004 when the club captured its first World Series championship in 86 years. He was assigned to drive the World Series trophy for an appearance in the Berkshires that winter, and was pulled over for going 92 mph on the Mass Pike according to RMV records.
The Red Sox employed Jared for the better portion of four years, even after he had spent 81 days in jail for assaulting his former girlfriend, Randy McMahon, in 2005. He was fired from his position for suspected steroid distribution in 2008.
Unless the Red Sox have a habit of hiring violent ex-cons to work security at “America’s most beloved ballpark,” it’s fair to assume that Jared only received that job because of who his father is.
Despite all of the second chances he received, Jared didn’t change. He apparently didn’t have to change, either. Jerry continued to fund his lifestyle with seemingly few stipulations attached.
It’s unfortunate that Jerry should have to pay for his son’s transgressions. Countless convicted felons play professional sports, and fans hardly say a peep about them.
But Jerry is a more visible figure than most athletes. His voice, and raspy smoker’s laugh is omnipresent on Red Sox coverage. It’ll be uncomfortable watching the RemDawg yuck it up with Don Orsillo while he and his wife fight the Martel family for custody of their now motherless granddaughter, Arianna, in court.
Jared’s trial isn’t scheduled until the fall. More disturbing revelations about his past will probably be revealed over the summer months, likely while Jerry is complaining about trivial matters such as airline travel or bad room service for millions of Red Sox fans to hear.
It’s possible to separate someone’s private life from his or her public life, but only to a point. Ironically, Jared Remy’s last victim may be the man who helped prop him up all of these years.