Darren Rovell tweeted out this terribly amusing t-shirt design that we can only assume is a poorly executed knock-off.
The shirt, which places the Buckeyes at the "University of Ohio State, is apparently being sold at Meijer in Columbus, OH.
Here's the masterpiece:
Like a lot of young women with impeccable penmanship and a compulsion to anthologize, Christina Gaston had a handwritten list of her favorite things in the world:
-Love for my family.
-Going to the movies.
-Driving to music lessons and performances.
She was a woman of disarming beauty, charisma and compassion; a woman who relished the smell of dusty book stores, who collected antiques before it was trendy; a woman whose eyelashes and lips made Audrey Hepburn look frankly plain; a woman who was not above walking a mile through snow in six-inch heels to volunteer; a woman who loved, above all, music.
Phone records provided to Scene by Christina Gaston’s family show definitively that former Cleveland Museum of Art Director David Franklin gave false information to Cleveland Heights police officers on April 29, 2013, when he allegedly discovered Gaston’s body at her apartment on Euclid Heights Boulevard in the very early morning.
Franklin told police, and provided handwritten testimony in their report, that he’d received a text message from Christina Gaston at 8 p.m. the previous night (Saturday, April 27). According to Franklin, that text said: “depressed from work.”
But Christina Gaston’s phone records show only one text on April 27. It was sent from Gaston’s phone at 6:06 p.m. to a number which Scene has confirmed is not David Franklin’s. What prodded Franklin to allegedly visit her apartment that night if that text was never sent?
Gaston’s phone, of course, was never recovered from her apartment after her death. Along with her missing camera — Gaston was an avid photographer — the missing phone appeared to be one of the more troubling question marks in an increasingly troubling tragedy. Additionally, those phone records show there was a large data transfer from Christina's phone at 12:22 a.m. April 29, just minutes after Cleveland Hts. fire had arrived on scene after Franklin's call to report the incident.
The Cleveland Heights Police, for their part, hadn’t given the phone much thought. They certainly weren’t looking for it. Ron Flower, Christina Gaston’s stepfather, called them on July 1 from his home in Georgia just to ask that the phone and camera be labeled missing. He provided the make, model and serial numbers. (This conversation is detailed in the original police report).
At the time, Ron Flower’s call was little more than a modest request from a grieving stepfather. After all, Christina Gaston’s death was an open-and-shut case, ruled a suicide immediately (cause of death: “asphyxiation due to hanging”) with no investigation whatsoever after the fact.
The Gaston family has confirmed (though Cleveland Heights’ Police Chief Jeffrey Robertson and Law Director John Gibbon will not) that on September 12, Christina Gaston’s case has been assigned to a detective for follow-up. (Whether or not the investigation is officially re-opened is unclear.) As far as the Gastons knew, no police personnel had been assigned to the case until that date.
Had detectives been assigned on the night of Gaston’s death, they might have though to collect the wine glass on her countertop to examine for fingerprints (never happened); or gather any evidence from the apartment at all (they didn’t).
Investigators might have probed further when David Franklin identified himself as Ms. Gaston’s “friend;” (they didn’t); they might have required a more thorough step-by-step of Franklin’s discovery of the body; they might have asked for a timeline less infuriatingly vague; they might have questioned neighbors or the building manager (they didn’t); they might have searched for the missing phone; and when David Franklin cited a text message from Saturday as the impetus for his arrival at Ms. Gaston’s apartment 28 hours later, detectives almost certainly would have asked to see the text in question.
When Scene brought these concerns before Cleveland Heights Police Chief Jeffrey Robertson in an effort to clarify their procedures when a suicide is called in, we were referred by Robertson’s secretary to Law Director John Gibbon, who has yet to respond via phone or email.
Scene did speak yesterday with the building manager at MMH Management who served as Gaston’s landlord until her death. He said that there had been zero communication from Cleveland Heights police. None back in April, none in September, none this week.
Franklin's lawyer, Virginia Davidson, responded to Scene via email yesterday regarding the case in general: "The details that are being reported in the media concern Dr. Franklin’s personal life. There was a tragedy. It has nothing to do with the exceptionally fine work that Dr. Franklin has done for the museum. We just ask that you give his family its privacy at this time."
When reached for comment about the new details this morning, Davidson responded via email: "You have your facts wrong. There is no story here, and no reason to engage in discussion about this personal matter."
A sex offender suspected of killing three Cleveland women pleaded not guilty earlier this morning to charges including aggravated murder, kidnapping, and gross abuse of a corpse. Michael Madison, 36, could face the death penalty if convicted.
Madison is accused of killing three East Cleveland women and leaving their bodies in trash bags. The bodies were discovered earlier this summer when residents in several East Cleveland neighborhoods began to smell a foul odor.
The medical examiner identified the victims as Shirellda H. Terry, 18, and Angela H. Deskins, 38, and Shetisha D. Sheeley, 28.
Madison was classified as a sex offender in 2002 when he was sentenced to four years in prison for attempted rape, according to the courts. He also had drug-related convictions in 2000 and 2001.
The northeast Ohio man who recently gave his daughter away from a hospital gurney has died.
Scott Nagy of Brunswick passed away on Monday at University Hospitals after a long struggle with ethereal cancer.
He made headlines earlier this month after attending his daughter's wedding, clad in a tuxedo, and "walked" her down the aisle from his hospital gurney.
He was 56.
Here's a heartwarming tale for your Monday morning.
A terminally ill Ohio man was able to give his daughter away on Saturday after making special arrangements with University Hospitals Seidman Cancer Center and First Evangelical Lutheran Church in Strongsville.
Scott Nagy, 56, of Brunswick arrived at his daughter's wedding in an ambulance and escorted the bride down the aisle from his hospital gurney, with the help of a volunteer team of medical professionals.
"It was a promise I made in March, to walk her down the aisle," Nagy told the PD over the weekend. "She's my princess. This is my definition of walking down the aisle."
Last year Nagy was diagnosed with urethral cancer and doctors were apprehensive that he would be able to make the wedding, initially scheduled for next year.
Adamant to give his daughter the wedding she always wanted, Nagy made the trip down the aisle with monitor cords slipped under his tuxedo and a tracheal tube attached. He kissed a grandson who was the ringbearer and flashed wedding goers a thumb's up.
"There was no way he was not going to finish this out," said his wife Jean.
Nagy's daughter, Sarah, said that since she was a little girl, she always wanted her father to escort her down the aisle when she got married.
This weekend, she got her wish.
Based on the Orson Scott novel of the same name, Ender’s Game doesn't have much going for it. It's by-the-numbers sci-fi with a minor twist. This film, which opens area-wide on Friday, has been in the works for a decade as the script has gone through numerous rewrites; the final product isn't worth the wait.
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