VIDEO: Willie Boskett Final.mp4

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But the real deal was nothing like that journalist Fox Butterfield who stayed on Willie's story heavy broke down how whenever Willie asked about his old man his mother and grandmother would dead the conversation calling him a bad dude and warning Willie that he was cut from the same cloth. It wasn't until Willie hit around six years old that he stumbled on the truth. One day while he was posted up in his grandmother's crib he came across a flick of some cat in what looked like a uniform pumping iron. Curious little Willie asked who that was his grandmother told him that's your father that revelation sent mad chills down his back but at the same time it got him hyped he wanted to know everything where he at what's he doing he pressed that's when his grandmother dropped the harsh reality on him he's locked down. Willie kept pushing what's he locked down for she laid the whole thing out his father William Bosket senior was boxed up for murking two dudes during a pawn shop stick up that went left but his story didn't stop there while doing his time in some Wisconsin joint Bosket senior managed to break out landing himself on the FBI's most wanted list eventually they snatched him back up and sent him back to the pen but instead of just rotting away behind them walls he taught himself computer programming put himself through college and made history by becoming the first convict ever elected to the prestigious Phi Beta Kappa Honor Society. He finally touched down he bagged a job at an aerospace company a rare comeback story for a convicted felon but that redemption wave was short lived before long he was back in the bing this time for touching his girl's daughter and just when it seemed like his story couldn't get more wild he escaped again with the help of that same girl who disguised herself as a prison nurse to spring him loose it almost worked. William Bosket senior and his girl made it damn near 900 miles before the law caught up to them but when the police closed in there was no escape route a shootout jumped off and with his last two bullets Bosket senior made a bone chilling decision he shot his girl then turned the burner on himself just like that it was a wrap he never got to meet his son Willie Willie's mother Laura was already carrying him when Bosket senior got knocked now in her mid seventies she still remembers how much Willie took after his father he looked exactly like him tall good looking nicely built and mean raising Willie was a struggle from jump Laura worked two gigs one at a candy shop and another as a teachers aid at his school but even with her posted nearby Willie was impossible to control by second grade his behavior had already escalated one day he broke into the school store room grabbed a typewriter and hurled it out the window three floors down a pregnant teacher barely dodged it that could have been a body before he even hit double digits by the time he was eight his violence turned inward to his own bloodline one day he set his sights on his little sister Safi a childhood homie who prefers to stay anonymous remembers it crystal clear he said I'm gonna shut her mouth once and for all before anyone could move Willie ran into the kitchen and snatched up a long cooking fork his sister tried to bounce struggling fighting but he was stronger he pinned her down pried her mouth open and shoved the fork down her throat that was it the school finally told Laura she had to take him to Bellevue's children's psychiatric ward when the doctor evaluated him she looked at Willie and said he was the saddest little boy she had ever seen but Willie's problems didn't just stem from his father his bloodline ran even deeper his grandfather had also spent time behind bars it was as if the cycle of violence and incarceration was coded into his DNA passed down like an inheritance no child should ever have to claim by the time Willie was nine his life was already written in blood trauma and the concrete his grandfather had just got out from rikers fresh off a bid for some unspeakable acts but instead of bringing any type of stability he became just another predator in Willie's world years later in an interview with journalist Fox Butterfield Willie revealed the dark reality his own grandfather had done the same thing to him repeatedly after that something in Willie just snapped school that was a joke he stopped showing up he started fires just to watch things burn he was picking pockets boosting whips doing whatever he wanted with no fear of consequences his mother Laura had already lost control she didn't know what to do didn't know how to reign him in with pressure from child welfare she made a move that no mother ever wants to make she took it to the courts and asked the judge to declare her own son beyond parental control in court the judge tried to play the role of concerned authority like he was gonna fix Willie with some kind words your mother is worried about you for nine years old you're turning out to be quite a problem Willie wasn't trying to hear it you're a lying mother fucker he snapped you can go fuck yourself and I don't need no mother fucking white lawyer neither that was Willie Bosket in a nutshell raw unfiltered dangerous but here's the wild part he was brilliant cats who spent time around him peeped it right away he had a way of reading people manipulating situations controlling the energy in a room social workers shrinks even law enforcement said the same thing if he was raised different he could have been president one of those social workers was Carol Darden she worked at Wilkwick school for boys a reform school known for trying to fix the most troubled shorties in New York but for Willie it wasn't just another stop it was deja vu his pops William Bosket senior had been sent to that same school when he was Willie's age walking the same halls hearing the same speeches about turning his life around Wilkwick wasn't some prison style juvie it had woods a lake a peaceful setting like a spot where kids were supposed to heal but when Carol Darden sat down with Willie for his intake interview something felt off he just seemed very sophisticated she recalled most kids coming into a spot like that were lost shook wondering what was next not Willie he was calm too calm like he already peeped the game already knew what was coming and just like that history was on repeat Wilkwick had built its whole reputation on being the spot that didn't give up on kids the spot that could break through when nobody else could they didn't believe in shipping kids off didn't believe in meds they thought if you showed these boys real support the kind they never got at home or in the system you could turn them around Dr. Joel Katz the director of psychiatry made that clear in a memo shipping a boy out means the staff has flunked to him the problem was bigger than just bad kids these boys had been failed at every level parents couldn't handle them schools passed them off the system shuffled them around like lost luggage and all that did was feed their sense of power make them feel like they were the ones calling the shots forcing the world to react to them Willie Bosket fit that mold perfectly for the first time in his life he actually sat in a classroom and learned to read and write but that didn't mean he was changing he was still wild still testing boundaries every chance he got he got into fights constantly one time he blacked out and hurled a chair at a social worker Wilkwick which prided itself on its no drug approach made a rare exception put him on ritalin then Thorazine but it didn't do a damn thing Willie just kept turning up the heat he stole a van he kicked a pediatrician he wrapped a phone cord around a nurses neck that's when Dr. Katz put it in writing the scariest thing about Willie wasn't that he was violent it was that he was calculated cold blooded and completely without remorse he knew exactly what he was doing and he was doing it on purpose. By thirteen years old Willie had already served time in three different institutions he was a vet a professional at manipulating the system and he wasn't even a teenager yet. His last move at Wilkwick came in the summer of 1978 when he decided he was done playing by anybody's rules he busted out with two other shorties made it all the way to New York City and that's when things got real real. On the streets of Manhattan Willie was a ghost a thirteen year old predator moving through the city like he owned it him and his crew started by boosting from stores but that was too small time too easy before long they were jacking people straight up on the street corner rob em blind beat em down just for the thrill of it. On the night of March 19th 1978 Willie and his crew spotted a man named Noel Perez walking home alone it was late the streets were quiet perfect hunting ground they surrounded him demanded his chain his wallet everything Perez tried to fight back that was a mistake Willie and his team beat him down merciless but that wasn't the worst part they decided to take him out completely they couldn't leave no witnesses couldn't leave nobody to talk they choked him dragged his body to the subway tracks and left him there hoping the train would finish what they started but Perez survived bleeding broken beaten but alive he made it to the hospital he made it to the cops and he told them everything about the kids who tried to murder him about the one who did most of the damage the one with the crazy eyes the one they called Willie. This time there was no Wilkwick no Dr. Katz no second chances waiting for him. Willie Bosket was arrested and charged as an adult for attempted murder. At thirteen years old facing prison time Willie still wasn't scared still wasn't sorry he walked into that courthouse like he'd already made peace with where this was all headed like he understood on some deep level that the system created him and now the system was gonna lock him away. The trial was a circus the newspapers ate it up a child killer a baby faced murderer willing to take a life without blinking New York was terrified and the public demanded blood demanded justice demanded that this kid rot in a cell for the rest of his life. But here's where it gets twisted the judicial system didn't know what to do with Willie they tried charging him as a juvenile but the violence was too vicious the system said nah we gotta try him as a man in the eyes of the law Willie Bosket became an adult at thirteen years old. He got sentenced to twenty five years to life a kid who hadn't even finished puberty facing the kind of time most grown men can't even fathom. And that's when Willie really showed the world what he was made of. Inside Rikers Island where they sent him he wasn't no scared kid trying to survive he was predatory he was ruthless he was running the whole joint from his cell orchestrating violence setting fires assaulting guards stabbing inmates he became the most dangerous prisoner in New York City history a thirteen year old that the entire system couldn't control. They put him in solitary confinement in the box no light no contact nothing but four walls and concrete but instead of breaking him it just made him meaner angrier more dangerous every time they let him out he came back harder every confrontation with guards escalated into full blown riots. By the time Willie hit his twenties he'd stabbed people over a hundred times he'd assaulted corrections officers till they had to hire extra security just to move him from one place to another he'd escaped multiple times he'd set fires that nearly burned down entire cell blocks he was a weapon and the prison system was the target. Journalists kept showing up wanting to know the story how did a kid this young become this violent what did his life look like before all this came down and through it all Willie was almost charming when he talked about it like he was explaining somebody else's tragedy not his own. Fox Butterfield spent years following Willie's story writing about his life and the system that failed him and in those conversations something became clear Willie Bosket never had a chance from the moment he was born he was marked by his bloodline by his grandfather's crimes by his father's escape and suicide by a mother who was trying her best but couldn't save him and then by a system that said if we can't rehabilitate you we'll just lock you away and pretend you don't exist. By most accounts Willie spent nearly forty years in prison serving that twenty five to life sentence he aged behind bars watched the world change on a tiny TV in his cell made peace with the fact that he was never getting out. He became a writer started documenting his life his pain his regrets he did interviews with researchers trying to understand how the system breaks kids and what could be done different. In 2016 after serving thirty eight years Willie Bosket was released on parole he walked out into a world completely different from the one he'd left behind smartphones the internet social media a society that had moved on without him. He was in his fifties trying to navigate freedom when freedom meant nothing to him anymore. Willie Bosket's legacy is one of the most tragic and complex stories in modern American criminal history. He represents everything wrong with a system that chooses punishment over rehabilitation generation after generation. He shows us the brutal reality of inherited trauma passed down like a curse from a grandfather to a father to a son each one pulled deeper into violence each one convinced they had no other choice. Some say he was a product of his environment some say he was born bad some say the system created him some say he created himself but the truth is Willie Bosket was all of these things and none of these things he was a child who needed help and instead got handcuffs he was a killer and a victim he was proof that the American justice system fails not just the criminals but the society that depends on it to keep them safe. His story should haunt us should make us question everything we think we know about crime and punishment about nature and nurture about redemption and revenge because if we can't learn from Willie Bosket's life if we can't see the warning signs in his childhood his bloodline his trauma then we're all just waiting for the next Willie to be created the next kid who'll slip through the cracks and become a weapon that even the strongest walls can't contain.