I got word from the library today that my inter-library loan book had arrived. I couldn’t even remember ordering an ILL recently, but I went by to pick it up. It’s called Smith County Justice by David Ellsworth.
Flipping through it, I was pretty mystified as to why I’d ordered it in the first place. It’s about various crimes in Smith County and I gather it’s mostly drug-related stuff. Not the sort of thing I’d be interested in.
But then I saw the photo section and a familiar name under a photo I’d never seen before: “Kallan Monigold in happier days in Smith County.” They also had a photo of Monigold’s girlfriend, and said in the caption that a guy was jealous of her and wound up shooting her to death, and he’s also the prime suspect in Monigold’s disappearance.
Definitely gotta start reading the book then, and mining it for whatever I can get. At present, Barre Kallan Monigold is one of my “few details are available” cases. For now I took a picture of his photo with my cell phone, emailed it to myself, cropped it and added it to his Charley Project casefile.
Added a few too-tiny-to-make-the-updates-page updates. All of these are updated age-progressions except Patricia Hubbard and Reginald Fitzgerald, who have additional pictures.
- Reginald Fitzgerald Jr.
- Patricia Hubbard
- Jason Andrew Knapp
- Alex Jiho Lee
- Andrew Jisoo Lee
- David Alexander Marko
- Douglas Stephen Simmons
- Charles Jason Vosseler
- William Martin Vossler
For today on Executed Today it’s one of my entries: Moustapha Lo, who drew a loaded gun on Senegalese prime minister Leopold Sedar Senghor in 1967. He later claimed, rather unconvincingly in my opinion, that he wasn’t trying to kill Senghor, only to scare him. He was executed by firing squad on this day in 1967.
Yesterday I realized ET had only one entry for Senegal (and it’s also mine) and went to see if there were any other executions for that country. I saw Moustapha Lo and realized his death date was only one day away and of course I just had to write the entry for him in a hurry. I think it turned out pretty well.
In addition to being a statesman, Senghor was a good poet. I took a course on comparative literature at Wright State University the summer before I went to college, and we studied his poems. One, called “New York”, was good enough that I memorized a verse:
New York, I say New York! Let black blood flow into your blood
Let it wash the rust from your steel joints, like an oil of life
Let it give your bridges the curve of hips and supple vines
Now the ancient age returns, unity is restored
The reconciliation of the Lion and Bull and Tree
Idea links to action, the ear to the heart, sign to meaning
See your rivers stirring with musk alligators and sea-cows with mirage eyes
No need to invent the sirens. Just open your eyes to the April rainbow
And your ears, especially your ears, to God
Who in one burst of saxophone laughter
Created heaven and earth in six days
And on the seventh slept a deep Negro’s sleep.