The news hits close to home
Jan. 31st, 2006 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sarahmichelefLast night I was watching the news, and this story came on.
In short, an apartment complex that's on my way just about everywhere (including between our house and TRex's daycare) was the scene to a rather grisly murder. Not only that, our local pizzeria/sandwich shop plays into the story... the victim, a 57-year-old cancer patient who had worked at the pizzeria until he quit to undergo treatment, was found dead in his apartment on Saturday night. He'd apparently been dead for 2-3 weeks. His son has apparently confessed to beating him to death because he couldn't care for him anymore. According to the restaurant manager, "He was getting up there in his years so he said he probably wasn't going to come back. He did stop in, he was stopping in almost every night. Especially every Saturday night, he'd come in and I'd make him a pie." The web story truncates the rest of that quote, though. Three weeks ago, the victim didn't come in on Saturday night. So the manager called the apartment and the son told him that the victim wasn't feeling well. So the manager had a pizza delivered with a note inside.
The victim, however, was already dead.
In short, an apartment complex that's on my way just about everywhere (including between our house and TRex's daycare) was the scene to a rather grisly murder. Not only that, our local pizzeria/sandwich shop plays into the story... the victim, a 57-year-old cancer patient who had worked at the pizzeria until he quit to undergo treatment, was found dead in his apartment on Saturday night. He'd apparently been dead for 2-3 weeks. His son has apparently confessed to beating him to death because he couldn't care for him anymore. According to the restaurant manager, "He was getting up there in his years so he said he probably wasn't going to come back. He did stop in, he was stopping in almost every night. Especially every Saturday night, he'd come in and I'd make him a pie." The web story truncates the rest of that quote, though. Three weeks ago, the victim didn't come in on Saturday night. So the manager called the apartment and the son told him that the victim wasn't feeling well. So the manager had a pizza delivered with a note inside.
The victim, however, was already dead.
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Date: 2006-01-31 03:12 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-31 08:15 pm (UTC)Oh, and refusing the police entry when they come calling because people have been complaining about the smell.
The whole situation is completely messed up and depressing.
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Date: 2006-01-31 08:29 pm (UTC)Even if I DID beat Betty with the fireplace poker she's never used because fires are *icky* and *smell* and are *messy*, I'd sure turn myself in, if only because of the smell. And the gross-out factor.
*shudder* And barely a month ago he walked among us, looking normal, just like you and me....