In the warm evening air of a Fourth of July celebration in the Bronx, 62-year-old John Edwards sat in his customary blue chair outside his building on Prospect Avenue, a familiar and comforting sight to his neighbors. A veteran and a beloved figure in the Belmont community, he was known as a protector and mentor, especially to the local youth. His presence was a steadying force on the block, a man who friends and neighbors looked to for life advice and words of support.
The festive sounds
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