I had an ET entry posted today for three boys who were hanged in Ohio on this day in 1880: George Mann, Gustave Ohr and John Sammett. They were between the ages of fifteen years and eighteen years plus one day when they died. Mann and Ohr had run away from home and were riding the rails when they hooked up with a fellow tramp, robbed and killed him. Sammett had robbed a store with another boy who agreed to turn state’s evidence against him. Sammett shot and killed him to prevent him from testifying.
I noted that Mann and Ohr’s gallows ballads were suspiciously similar to the ballad published by another murderer whom I wrote about on Executed Today, Christopher Rafferty, who was hanged in 1874. And Rafferty’s ballad in turn appears to have been plagiarized from the 1858 ballad for James Rogers.
Remember my happy announcement that Linda Pagnano was identified with help from Carl Koppelman’s forensic art and Websleuther Ice190’s research? Well, erm, it turns out the announcement was a bit premature. Carl got the news from Linda’s family that dental records proved it was her, but it seems the medical examiner wants to wait for DNA results to make it official.
Sorry about that, y’all.
That said, I’d be VERY surprised if this body turned out to be someone other than Linda. See for yourself at the above link; all the stats match and she very closely resembles Carl’s drawing of the UID.
Per Carl Koppelman, Linda Marie Pagano has been identified. (That link’s not gonna work much longer; I intend to remove her today.) The seventeen-year-old had been missing from Akron, Ohio since September 1, 1974, but I think she wasn’t added to NamUs till last year, and I just added her case last month. She was beautiful, doe-eyed. Her body was found in Strongsville, Ohio, less than an hour from Akron, in February 1975, only a few months after Linda disappeared, but no one made the connection until now. In fact the UID wasn’t even listed on NamUs until June of last year. Carl says,
An online sleuth discovered this forgotten case while researching cemeteries for graves of John and Jane Doe’s. Websleuths member Ice190 [whom I know, she’s a Facebook friend] obtained the casefile via a FOIA request.
(Muttergrumble. Just how many more of these forgotten UIDs are out there?)
Just to show what an amazing, talented forensic artist Carl is, I’m going to show his drawing of the UID. He calls it a “rough reconstruction” because he had only the side view to work with, and no lower jaw. Yet it looks amazingly like Linda. Here’s Carl’s drawing on the left, and a photo of Linda on the right (I cropped Carl’s drawing and made it smaller because I don’t have a bigger picture of Linda).
Linda had been shot in the head, and her hands and feet were deliberately removed. Her mandible was missing also, though I’m not sure whether this was done by the killer or by nature.
Since the killer made a considerable effort to make sure Linda wouldn’t be identified, my guess is he or she was someone Linda knew. Given how long ago she died, there’s a good chance her killer is also deceased. But at least her family will get the opportunity to bury her decently.
This week’s Select It Sunday case was chosen by Julie W.: it’s her father, Leon Arthur Moncer, who disappeared from Bellaire, Ohio at the age of 21. It was February 18, 1982 — 35 years ago yesterday.
Leon’s case has a number of odd aspects to it — some indications of foul play, but also indications that he may have just left on his own. He has been declared legally dead, but his family still hopes for answers.
(And can I have some more Select It Sunday suggestions? I’m running dry.)
The Cleveland PD didn’t have a photo for Kalvin Alfred Lamar Boyd in their listing for him on their site, as you can see:
But I found a photo here. And you know what? It seems really unlikely that he actually weighs 509 pounds. In fact, he appears to be on the skinny side; I wonder if they really meant to write 109 pounds. If he was 5’6 and weighed over 500 pounds, he’d look like a sumo wrestler.
Since I can’t find his weight listed anywhere else, I’m just going to leave that bit blank on his Charley Project page.
I’m looking at the Cleveland Police Department website and they’ve got this missing guy with schizophrenia and it says he’s taking “cogeadr.”
That’s not a real medication; clearly the word has been misspelled. I have no idea what the correct word is; I tried Googling it and came up with zilch.
I called my own psychiatric clinic to ask and they’re not sure. The secretary said she’d pass the info on to the nurse to look up. Considering how that nurse NEVER calls me back when I have actual medical complaints (like “this new medication you put me on is making me walk like a drunk person, is that normal and will it go away?”), I have a feeling I’m not going to get a call back.
This week’s featured missing person is Claudia Tinsley, a 24-year-old missing since September 8, 1996. Like last week’s case, she’s an Ohioan; she’s from Toledo (which I always mix up with Dayton for some reason).
Claudia, a mother of three, was using crack cocaine at the time of her disappearance. Police believe she met with foul play. The most recent news I can find that mentions her is from 2006, ten years almost to the day.
In other news, the internet mysteriously went dead yesterday and was remained so; nothing was working, not even the weather app on my cell phone. Frankly I welcomed it, because it kept me from the nonstop election coverage drenching the news and social media. I hoped it would remain dead until the morning — I really don’t want to hear about the winner until then. Otherwise I’ll be hyperventilating and generally tearing my hair out all night.
But then the internet came back on shortly after ten and my hopes were dashed. I’m trying to stay away from Facebook but I’ve got some apps on my computer that automatically notify me of the headlines. I also had to beg Michael to change the channel away from the news when he got home. So he turned over to Cops. We always love Cops. As Michael says, no matter how bad a day he’s had, the Cops people are having a worse one.
I have these anti-anxiety pills I take as needed; I don’t take them very often, probably not as often as I should. Like, I don’t carry them on me, so if I have a panic attack away from home I just have to ride it out unassisted. I might take one of them tonight though. In fact I have half a mind to take about five and just sleep through the storm.