When I was looking through cold cases, I saw a familiar face. It was a picture of Reggie Elkins. I knew him as an acquaintance. We went to the same small college. So everyone knew everyone.
My impression of Reggie was that he was smart and athletic. He also always looked sharp. Some guys are slobs but Reggie was not one of those guys.
There is probably a better photo of him somewhere. This is the only one that I could find on the internet. He was killed in 1994 so he wasn’t on MySpace or Facebook. It’s been difficult to find anything that relates to his college days or his murder investigation.
It’s hard to believe that it has been 24 years since Reggie died. He was killed in a drive-by shooting in Columbus, Ohio. He had been out of college for only a few months.
No one will say whether he was the intended target or not. Someone knows but no one has said a word even after so many years.
There’s an article from 1999 that states that the authorities had a theory that several homicides were connected. They thought 13 murders were related by either drugs or robbery.
His father, Larry Elkins, was interviewed for the article. Unfortunately, his father passed away in 2009. It is absolutely heartbreaking that Reggie’s dad died without knowing who killed him. We may never know why it happened but he might have been somewhat satisfied with knowing who did it.
The picture of Carin White on the Ohio Attorney General website doesn’t really represent her very well. It looks like a mugshot. I’m not sure when criminalizing the victim started but it’s way past time for it to stop.
Luckily, there’s a better picture of Carin White to show you. She was a human being and should be shown in that way.
I didn’t know her or her friend, DeWayne Johnson. She has many, many friends and family members that want this case to be solved.
I’ve been reading through some case files. The police seemed so close to solving this case but it’s still listed as unsolved.
Carin “Woo Woo” White and DeWayne Johnson were shot while at White’s home on January 6, 2010. At first, the Dayton Police suspected that it could be a murder/suicide. The coroner’s office said that it was, in fact, a double homicide.
The police had a possible suspect and a gun but then nothing else happened. The last thing that was reported was that the gun was being sent off to the lab for testing.
It’s coming up on the 9th anniversary of the murders. What happened to the test results? What else is keeping this case from being solved?
Did you know that the flag that we call the Confederate Flag is not the actual or official Confederate Flag? This is the official Confederate flag.
So here is the deal . . . I don’t care if anyone flies the flag. This one. It was actually the Battle Flag for the Army of Northern Virginia.
In fact, if you live around me in one of those Yankee states, please fly it all day long. It will be easier to pick you out so that I know what you are really about. You can claim Southern pride all day but I think that’s a lie.
Newsflash: You don’t live in the South. You are from Ohio for Pete’s sake. Ohio. During the Civil War, it was a part of Union Army. It is not a part of your history. The odds of you being accepted into the Daughters of the Confederacy are slim. You should Google that shit.
I’m confused by people that don’t live in Southern states that fly the flag. How can you claim it’s southern pride? There are people in Ohio that want to fly it and have parades claiming it’s their right to fly the Confederate Flag. So what are you really saying when you wave the flag around and yelling “Southern pride” with your fake southern accent?
This is still America. You can fly whatever flag you want and I can call you a liar. That’s what America is all about, right? Freedom of speech.
Update: The page with the interview has disappeared. Gone. Vanished. I’m not sure where it went or why. I’m hoping that it will be back soon. I may or may not be freaking out right now.
So I did this interview with Hour 24. It’s posted over at BuzzFeed. Check it out. They also have a crowdfunding campaign to raise money to make their next album. They’re going to be working with a really great producer. It’s an amazing opportunity for them.
Speaking of amazing – I love their promo photo!
They are also from Temperance, Michigan so Michigan readers – show them some love for sure! Ohio readers, don’t hold it against them. They’re just over the border so it’s almost like they are from Ohio. 🙂 Actually, I think at least one band member does live in Ohio.
This isn’t the post that I wanted to write. I wanted to write something spectacular and meaningful. At the very least, the elusive post should have been hilarious.
It’s not mean to be today. Why?
I’m suffering from a “Glee” hangover. I stayed up too late watching “Glee.” I could not stop watching. Darned you Netflix and your new episodes. No. Wait. I love Netflix and the new episodes. I wait for them all season long.
So I can’t think about anything else except “Glee” and my friend, Lizzi. She’s coming to America! I might get to see her if she stops in Ohio. Glee is set in Ohio. . . .
Anyway, I don’t think Lizzi will be doing a tour of “Glee” landmarks. Maybe we could just do showtunes at Karaoke and take a ridiculous number of pictures and post them on Instagram. Then I could have a real “Glee” hangover and an actual hangover.
This is Lizzi’s blog. She is also a magical unicorn.
There are 53 days until the “Gore Orphanage” movie premiere. Let me tell you why I’m excited about this event.
First of all, there are not many movie premieres in Sandusky, Ohio. I can’t say that there have been any within the last five years. So I’m happy that something cool is happening around here. It’s also on my bucket list to attend a movie premiere.
Secondly, my boyfriend is a huge fan of horror movies. He does a lot of nice things for me so I’m taking him to see this movie. I need him to go with me just in case I get scared. The odds are fairly good that I will be watching the movie, while having a death grip on his hand. The other hand might be covering my face. It’ll be just like the old days when people went to scary movies with their boyfriend.
Lastly, I get to wear a dress to an event.
For all of these reasons, I’m super excited about going to see “Gore Orphanage.” I never thought I would be excited about a scary movie but the time has arrived for getting out of my comfort zone. Well, the time will actually arrive in 53 . . . almost 52 days.
The last time Darling daughter and I visited COSI, she was about two years old. Little Sister #1 has been there on a field trip. Little Sister #2 has never been there before. My mom likes to go on day trips so that we’re not all sitting around her house saying “I’m bored. I’m bored.” Since we were already in Columbus, she suggested to me, in code of course, that we should go to COSI, Center of Science and Industry. My mom also likes for everything to be a surprise, even trips to the ice cream parlor.
COSI always has new and interesting displays. They also have 3D movies. We went to see “Sharks 3D.” It does cost extra for the 3D movies. Little Sister #2 is a shark fanatic so we really could not leave without seeing the shark movie. If my mom and I had more time without chasing the kids, we would have gone to see the Sherlock Holmes exhibit. Here is a link with more information about the Sherlock Holmes exhibit: sherlockholmesexhibition.com It’s only going to be in Columbus until Sept. 1.
We had a few setbacks at COSI but we all made it through.
There was an article in The Atlantic about which states residents curse the most. Ohio won. Who knew we curse so damn much?
I knew that I had a potty mouth when I heard my oldest kid, who was about two years old, repeating my road rage curses. Apparently, I had forgotten someone else was in the car with me. Luckily, she didn’t go home and repeat “Whatch where you’re going jackass!” My youngest has been a repeater lately. From what she says, I say shit and dammit. A lot. Mostly in the car. The whole driving on the road with people who don’t know how to drive either is aggravating as hell.
Honestly, I try to limit my cursing. I don’t curse at work. Older people and nuns really don’t like it. They don’t like tattoos as much as younger generations do either. They would be slightly horrified if they saw my tattoos and heard my potty mouth.
I try not to drop f-bombs in front of my mother. She doesn’t really care but it doesn’t feel natural or necessary.
So yay Ohio!! We’re winning at something finally!!