He was only 21 when he made the Boston roster in October 1976, Cherry finding space for him on his celebrated “Lunch Pail Gang’’ roster that included Hall of Famers Jean Ratelle, Brad Park, John Bucyk, and Gerry Cheevers, and other longtime Spoked-B favorites such as Terry O’Reilly, Wayne Cashman, and Rick Middleton.
A fearless, 5-foot-8-inch left winger, Jonathan went on to play 392 regular-season games and 63 more in the playoffs with the Bruins, prior to being sold to the Penguins after suiting up for only one game in the 1982-83 season. Without a doubt, his time in Boston is best remembered for the pound of flesh he took out, mostly from the face, of Montreal’s Pierre Bouchard during the 1978 playoffs. Some seven years older, 6 inches taller, and 30 pounds heavier, the Habs’ barrel-chested defenseman was bloodied by a succession of Jonathan’s jack-hammer punches.
The night of the memorable fight at the Garden, noted Clark Booth in his book that chronicled the Bruins’ first 75 years, Jonathan “whaled’’ Bouchard “to within what seemed an inch of his life.’’
According to friends, acquaintances, and ex-teammates, Jonathan in his post-career has worked various jobs here since his pro career ended in the spring of 1983. For years, they say, he worked on construction jobs. Lately, according to a longtime friend in Boston, he has kept busy owning a business that rents party equipment. The day a reporter from Boston knocked on Jonathan’s backdoor, two Chevy pickups, a Ford Explorer, and a large pontoon-style boat filled much of the driveway and part of the backyard.
When answering the door, Jonathan was shoeless, wore black sweat pants and a dark green T-shirt, his black hair turned predominantly gray. He was polite, appeared tired, and was some 35-40 pounds heavier than his posted playing weight of 175 pounds.
“I hope everyone learns from this,’’ Marrone told the Hamilton Spectator. “Line up your shot, see what you’re shooting at. I’m told [Jonathan] is very remorseful, but that means nothing to me right now.’’
Kosid, an avid outdoorsman, also left behind infant son Robbie and stepdaughter Ava. A service for him was held Nov. 19 at the Scottish Rite Club in downtown Hamilton and a website, www.pjkosid.com, was established in hopes of bringing in donations to support the children.
Marrone said she plans to spread her fiance’s ashes at Turtle Island, one of his favorite canoeing and fishing areas.
A licensed massage therapist, Marrone has yet to return to work, according to Kosid’s mother.
“She just can’t go back, not yet,’’ said Wendy Kosid, reached by phone at her home in Hamilton. “Her life is upside down. Our life is upside down.’’
Kosid’s father, a graduate of the University of Kentucky, likened learning the news of his son’s death to that day in November 1963 when he was a student on the Lexington, Ky., campus and heard President Kennedy had been assassinated.
“Just the feeling, something you can’t do anything about,’’ he said, struggling for the right words, “it’s something that . . . takes you . . . takes your entire . . . your entire life changes.’’
Kosid, just 11 days short of his 29th birthday when he was killed, was an avid fisherman and hunter, according to his mother. Her brother, Tom, taught him to fish at a young age and his dad taught him to hunt. Days before his death, Peter texted his mother, excited that a videocamera he had set up on the Third Line property showed deer were plentiful.
“In his text, he was all excited, saying, ‘Mom, I think this is going to be the year!’ ’’ recalled Wendy. “He had gotten close before, but he never really shot a deer with a bow. And he was against guns . . . strictly a bow hunter.’’ One deer, Peter told her, stuck his nose directly in the camera, causing it to trigger.
Soon after the shooting, Wendy made the trip to Ohsweken, some 25 miles southwest of the family home in Hamilton, to see where her son was shot.
The trip provided some better understanding of what happened, but provided no peace.
“I don’t have a sense of peace,’’ she said. “I just want him back.’’
Her son felt safe on the property, Wendy said, adding a sense of tragic irony to his death.
“Why would [he think of] turning around [just] because cars were driving by?’’ she asked, rhetorically.
Bob and Wendy Kosid will be in the Brantford courtroom Friday, full of questions, their hearts still aching. Jonathan, currently free on $10,000 surety, will respond to the charges, and the case most likely assigned a trial date.
“Was it an accident? I don’t know,’’ said Wendy Kosid, contemplating a reporter’s question. “Could be. I don’t know what hunters are like with guns. My son was a bow hunter, which is totally different, so . . . I have no opinion on that. I mean, I can’t imagine . . . you know, it probably was an accident, but I just don’t know.’’