I knew Johnny Tapia. I have known him since his days in PAL. Johnny Tapia was a good guy to meet. Friendly, genuine but you new that this is how it would end for Johnny Tapia. It's really a shame. He had as much heart as you will ever see in an athlete.
Johnny Tapia was born to a father he never knew, his father was a life long convict. He saw his mother die when he was just a boy, stabbed to death. He was raised by his Grandmother in the South Valley of Albuquerque, just off Broadway. It's one of the very worst neighborhoods you will find anywhere in this Country. Johnny had three kids, I am sorry to say that I do not remember their names.
Johnny once said, "My name is Johnny Lee Tapia. I was born on Friday the 13th. A Friday in February of 1967. To this day I don't know if that makes me lucky or unlucky."
In those few words, I think you learn everything there is to know about Johnny's life.
RIP Johnny Lee Tapia
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