Found Deceased WV - Richard “Trey” Reed, 24, Bridgeport, 24 Sep 2022

[PommyMommy]

https://www.facebook.com/BridgeportPoliceDepartment/posts/840707167340621

 

[Unsolved]

This article says his vehicle has been located per family (BBM):

"UPDATE: Reed’s family tells 5 News his vehicle has been located. His sister says a search is underway for him at Valley Falls State Park".

LATEST: Missing Bridgeport man’s vehicle located, family says; search underway

Richard “Trey” Franklin Reed III was last seen at his parents’ home in Bridgeport around 4 p.m. Saturday, his sister Bethany Reed said.

www.wdtv.com

 

[PommyMommy]

This article says his vehicle has been located per family (BBM):

"UPDATE: Reed’s family tells 5 News his vehicle has been located. His sister says a search is underway for him at Valley Falls State Park".

LATEST: Missing Bridgeport man’s vehicle located, family says; search underway

Richard “Trey” Franklin Reed III was last seen at his parents’ home in Bridgeport around 4 p.m. Saturday, his sister Bethany Reed said.

www.wdtv.com

Oh boy. I wonder what was found in or around the car...phone, keys, wallet?

ETA:

Valley Falls State Park - West Virginia State Parks

This Fairmont state park boasts picturesque falls from the Tygart Valley River, plus outdoor recreation like hiking trails and fishing.

wvstateparks.com

A series of four picturesque falls created by the dark, rushing waters of the Tygart Valley River distinguish this 1,145-acre park. In addition to its scenic charm, Valley Falls State Park offers miles of hiking and biking trails and fishing. The day-use park gates open at 7 a.m. and close at dark.

 

[Seni]

Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III

BRIDGEPORT, W.Va. (WV News) — Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III, 24, of Bridgeport, left us far too early on September 25th, 2022.

www.wvnews.com

BRIDGEPORT, W.Va. (WV News) — Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III, 24, of Bridgeport, left us far too early on September 25th, 2022.

He was born February 26th, 1998, in Clarksburg, WV, to Lori and Richard (II) Reed. He was a 2016 graduate of Bridgeport High School and a 2022 graduate of WVU with a Doctor of Pharmacy. An avid sports fan, he loved WVU sports, Tennessee Titans and most of all, the Nashville Predators. From a young age, going to Nashville to watch his favorite teams play was a cherished yearly tradition.

He also loved the outdoors and hunting with his Popaw Wayne. He loved all kinds of music, but shared a love of Pink Floyd with his father. Most of all, he enjoyed going on trips and fishing with his girlfriend, Alex, and cuddling his beloved dog, Jenny.

 

[Unsolved]

Duplicate of poignant memories above. RIP Trey - you were very loved.

*Edited again (sorry) - just thought I posted this twice so adding it back.

I read where his sister "BR" wanted to share these poignant thoughts about "Trey":

"September is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month. I wanted to shed some light on how the recent loss of my brother, Trey Reed, has impacted those I love and myself. I never thought that my brother would become one of the many unfortunate faces of suicide. By sharing our story, I am hopeful that everyone can see the true pain my family is feeling so that no one else has to experience the nightmare that my family is living.

First of all, my family and I have received an outpouring of love and support. I wanted to say thank you to all of you who reached out, sent food, shared memories, and especially those who sent pictures and videos of Trey laughing. It is incredibly bittersweet and healing to see him filled with joy in the hands of great company. He had a perfect smile and we never want to forget his laugh.

Based on what I’ve been told by many and have always believed to be true, I can confidently say there was no one like Trey. Maybe that’s why he felt he had to leave this world—it just wasn’t made for someone as kind, sensitive, and empathetic as him. If his personality wasn’t unique, at least his wardrobe and “two toenail toe” were.

Trey was an extraordinary brother, son, boyfriend, grandson, nephew, cousin, dog / cat dad, friend, and person. He was so funny. He could make anyone laugh, his punch lines were impeccable, and he always knew how to make me the butt of a joke. He was a connoisseur of dank memes. He had the best tattoo, and I apologize to anyone who was forced to see his butt as a result. He was incredibly kind. He never spoke negatively of anyone. I’ve had several of his peers reach out to say that he noticed and included them when no one else did. He was brilliant, stubborn, and persuasive. When he was right, he was right, even if he was wrong (but he was rarely ever wrong). He was highly emotional and wasn’t ashamed to cry over how much he loved his animals or the sadness he felt following the passing of Nancy Reagan. He deeply loved everyone, everything, and all Nashville professional sports teams. He especially loved his dog, Jenny; his girlfriend of 5 years, Alex Webb; and our baby brother, Alex Reed. He wanted to save every kitten and help every person. I always love to tell the story of how he trapped his cat, Boris. He was reliable and always showed up for his family. We could count on him to run any errand, cook a favorite meal, watch our animals, help me move a seemingly immovable treadmill, or just be there because my parents wanted their three kids together.

Even in his darkest days, when he was struggling to hide his depression from everyone, he still served as a bright light to all who knew him. Typing this is making me realize that he must have been trying to protect everyone he loved from feeling the same kind of pain he did—how exhausting that must have been. If this tragedy has taught me anything, it’s that Trey’s love reached so many people during his brief 24 years. We are so thankful for every memory and moment he gifted us.

Many have asked how we are and what they can do for my family. Quite frankly, we are not okay. We are consumed by grief and confusion. This is something we will have to carry forever and nothing could possibly help that. We have each other though, and that’s all we need.

What I will ask of you is this:
Give extra love and hugs to your babies, siblings, parents, family, friends, animals, and partners. Tell them how much they mean to you. Take as many pictures and videos as you can. Contact the people you haven’t heard from in a while and ask if they’re okay. Speak positively to yourself. Educate yourself on mental illness and suicide. Pursue therapy if you need it, and maybe even if you don’t. Get the mental health treatment that you need. Reach out for help. Contact me if you need to talk. And most importantly, know that you are loved, cherished, and irreplaceable.

The suicide hotline number is 988. Please please please call or text them if you are in a dark place or feeling hopeless".

 

[YaYa_521]

Rest in peace, Trey.

Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III

BRIDGEPORT, W.Va. (WV News) — Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III, 24, of Bridgeport, left us far too early on September 25th, 2022.

www.wvnews.com

BRIDGEPORT, W.Va. (WV News) — Richard (Trey) Franklin Reed III, 24, of Bridgeport, left us far too early on September 25th, 2022.

He was born February 26th, 1998, in Clarksburg, WV, to Lori and Richard (II) Reed. He was a 2016 graduate of Bridgeport High School and a 2022 graduate of WVU with a Doctor of Pharmacy. An avid sports fan, he loved WVU sports, Tennessee Titans and most of all, the Nashville Predators. From a young age, going to Nashville to watch his favorite teams play was a cherished yearly tradition.

He also loved the outdoors and hunting with his Popaw Wayne. He loved all kinds of music, but shared a love of Pink Floyd with his father. Most of all, he enjoyed going on trips and fishing with his girlfriend, Alex, and cuddling his beloved dog, Jenny.

SBM

In lieu of flowers, the family wishes donations in his name be made to Pet Helpers, your local humane society or animal rescue, as he had a very soft place in his big heart for all animals, or the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention.

 

[borndem]

Oh, how sad. He was just beginning to live an adult life and making a way for himself.
Possibly some of his family members are wondering what or what else they could have done, but as we have seen many times, those who take their own lives have made their plans and will not change their minds.
Prayers for his family and all who knew and loved him.

 

[LemonMint]

Duplicate of poignant memories above. RIP Trey - you were very loved.

*Edited again (sorry) - just thought I posted this twice so adding it back.

I read where his sister "BR" wanted to share these poignant thoughts about "Trey":

"September is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month. I wanted to shed some light on how the recent loss of my brother, Trey Reed, has impacted those I love and myself. I never thought that my brother would become one of the many unfortunate faces of suicide. By sharing our story, I am hopeful that everyone can see the true pain my family is feeling so that no one else has to experience the nightmare that my family is living.

First of all, my family and I have received an outpouring of love and support. I wanted to say thank you to all of you who reached out, sent food, shared memories, and especially those who sent pictures and videos of Trey laughing. It is incredibly bittersweet and healing to see him filled with joy in the hands of great company. He had a perfect smile and we never want to forget his laugh.

Based on what I’ve been told by many and have always believed to be true, I can confidently say there was no one like Trey. Maybe that’s why he felt he had to leave this world—it just wasn’t made for someone as kind, sensitive, and empathetic as him. If his personality wasn’t unique, at least his wardrobe and “two toenail toe” were.

Trey was an extraordinary brother, son, boyfriend, grandson, nephew, cousin, dog / cat dad, friend, and person. He was so funny. He could make anyone laugh, his punch lines were impeccable, and he always knew how to make me the butt of a joke. He was a connoisseur of dank memes. He had the best *advertiser censored* tattoo, and I apologize to anyone who was forced to see his butt as a result. He was incredibly kind. He never spoke negatively of anyone. I’ve had several of his peers reach out to say that he noticed and included them when no one else did. He was brilliant, stubborn, and persuasive. When he was right, he was right, even if he was wrong (but he was rarely ever wrong). He was highly emotional and wasn’t ashamed to cry over how much he loved his animals or the sadness he felt following the passing of Nancy Reagan. He deeply loved everyone, everything, and all Nashville professional sports teams. He especially loved his dog, Jenny; his girlfriend of 5 years, Alex Webb; and our baby brother, Alex Reed. He wanted to save every kitten and help every person. I always love to tell the story of how he trapped his cat, Boris. He was reliable and always showed up for his family. We could count on him to run any errand, cook a favorite meal, watch our animals, help me move a seemingly immovable treadmill, or just be there because my parents wanted their three kids together.

Even in his darkest days, when he was struggling to hide his depression from everyone, he still served as a bright light to all who knew him. Typing this is making me realize that he must have been trying to protect everyone he loved from feeling the same kind of pain he did—how exhausting that must have been. If this tragedy has taught me anything, it’s that Trey’s love reached so many people during his brief 24 years. We are so thankful for every memory and moment he gifted us.

Many have asked how we are and what they can do for my family. Quite frankly, we are not okay. We are consumed by grief and confusion. This is something we will have to carry forever and nothing could possibly help that. We have each other though, and that’s all we need.

What I will ask of you is this:
Give extra love and hugs to your babies, siblings, parents, family, friends, animals, and partners. Tell them how much they mean to you. Take as many pictures and videos as you can. Contact the people you haven’t heard from in a while and ask if they’re okay. Speak positively to yourself. Educate yourself on mental illness and suicide. Pursue therapy if you need it, and maybe even if you don’t. Get the mental health treatment that you need. Reach out for help. Contact me if you need to talk. And most importantly, know that you are loved, cherished, and irreplaceable.

The suicide hotline number is 988. Please please please call or text them if you are in a dark place or feeling hopeless".

This was so beautifully written by her sister, I’m in tears here.

Rest in peace, Trey. My warmest condolences and thoughts to his close ones, including his furry babies.