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– photo by Mitch Waxman
As described yesterday, my curiosity carried me over to the Allentown section of Pittsburgh, and a long scuttle down the face of Mount Washington’s Arlington Avenue. Truly spectacular set of views greeted a humble narrator on this walk. Whenever I hit a break in the tree line, along the steep slope overlooking the Monongahela River about a 1,000 feet below, the…
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National Take A Walk in the Park Day
Happy National Take A Walk In the Park Day! Here are some of our local Central Ohio faves!
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#bexley#north linden#clintonville#driving park#franklin park#livingston avenue#near east side#near south side#gahanna#groveport#reynoldsburg#powell#westerville#westgate#hilltop usa#short north#victorian village#upper arlington#grove city#merion village#the south side#dublin ohio#franklinton#whitehall#downtown columbus#discovery district#new albany#northland
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thank you for your post yesterday about who to contact regarding that february pbs segment on "an israeli soldier's diary." i sent an email to the producers this morning and wanted to share the template in case anyone else wants to write to them as well.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1d5C-mTDdXoVQwCa110M7PE2NaVKCGA5F-iijw1rq7IM/edit
anon!!! this is amazing, thank you!!!
everyone please check it out and send your emails!! (here's the post about the segment icymi)
they have a physical address for public comment too if anyone wants to send snail mail:
NewsHour Productions
3939 Campbell Avenue
Arlington, VA 22206
#this was literally on my to do list for today anon you're a lifesaver#it's really well done!!!#action#press
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Arlington Avenue, St. Louis, Missouri.
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Memories From Half A Century Ago; The Cincinnati Tornadoes of April 1974
On the evening of April 3, 1974, your narrator interviewed a woman who found a perfectly new, pristinely crisp, twenty-dollar bill in her front yard. This random occurrence of good luck became newsworthy because her miraculous benefit had floated down into her yard from a passing cloud that had recently spawned an F5 tornado.
At the time, I was not a reporter exactly but everyone that evening became either a reporter or a source. The memory of that day remains so fresh and clear it seems impossible that it transpired exactly fifty years ago.
In the fading afternoon, a heavy storm blew in as I drove a clunky Ford Econoline van from the Hopple Street Viaduct onto Westwood-Northern Boulevard. I was, at that time, a senior at the University of Cincinnati desperately yearning to graduate and move on to the next chapter in my life. To cover tuition, I worked as a printer for the Western Hills Publishing Company. Our offices were on Davis Avenue in Cheviot and our printing presses occupied a floor in the historic Crosley Building on Arlington Street in Camp Washington. My duties as the junior member of the printing crew involved shuttling copy and page flats from the editorial offices to the typesetting and composing staff.
As I climbed out of the valley toward the English Woods housing development, hail scattered across the road. Hailstones rattled on the van’s roof, then pounded, then stomped. It sounded like some gremlin with a baseball bat hammering on the roof as ice balls the size of oranges smashed into the asphalt all around. Tree branches cracked and split and thatched the roadway.
Somehow, I made it to Cheviot and pulled into the Press parking lot. It was full of people, just standing around. I got out and looked at the van. The roof looked like a moonscape, there were so many dents in it.
“Hey! Look at this,” I shouted. No one turned or said a word. And then I saw why.
Stretching from the horizon halfway to zenith was the tornado. It was impossible to comprehend the scale. More than two miles away, we heard no sound except endless sirens calling to one another from every direction. Where we stood transfixed it did not rain. There was no wind. There was only the tornado.
“Look at all that paper swirling around,” someone said.
“Those are garage doors,” another answered.
We watched as the horrendous vision scraped its way northward, the finger of God plowing a furrow along South Road out in Mack. We watched as it withered and lifted and twisted into nothingness against a pallid sky, waving it seemed in farewell at last as it vanished. We stared at each other, silent, unable to find any words.
Gradually, we realized that all the lights were out. There was no power in the offices. The publisher sent me around the corner to a hardware store to buy all the candles they had in stock. It was going to be a long night.
At this point, for the benefit of readers younger than I, it is necessary to explain a few details. The cash register at the hardware store was mechanical. It did not require electricity, much less Wi-Fi, to operate. The editorial offices were stocked with manual typewriters. The telephones were landlines, on a separate network, and functioned even when the power was out. Everyone had a battery-powered radio.
Anyone with the ability to write a coherent sentence became a reporter. I was sent out, still wearing my printshop uniform, in the divotted Econoline, to gather eye-witness reports. I found a small crowd at the Western Hills Country Club who had been herded into a downstairs bar while the sirens howled. They queued up for every available telephone to check in with their families. I found people in shock, wandering through piles of rubble that had been their homes, clutching any random possessions they recovered. I saw ambulances backed up in a line, waiting for utility poles and power lines to be moved. I saw people wrapped in blankets, standing in the middle of nothing left, sobbing on each other’s shoulders.
There were people who swore they saw two funnel clouds and people who claimed there were four, twisting like snakes in the sky. There were people who confessed to being so transfixed by the surreal wonder of the twister that they stood paralyzed as it swooped down on their houses.
And, in the curious way the universe laughs at we mere humans, I found humor.
There was the guy who, in a dispute with his insurance company, was photographing damage to his roof when the warning sirens erupted. He saw the funnel approaching and dove into his basement. When he emerged, his roof was gone, and so was the rest of his house, but he bragged that he had the photos to press his prior claim.
I talked to one of the rescue workers who told me about a kid, maybe 15 or 16 years old, who approached him and begged him to hide a bottle of vodka. The kid didn’t want his mother to know he had the bottle hidden in his bedroom – the bedroom that was now nothing more than a debris field.
Meanwhile, at the University of Chicago, Dr. Theodore Fujita drafted a questionnaire to be sent to almost every newspaper, every radio station, every television station in the country. Dr. Fujita asked a lot of questions about the duration and intensity of the 148 confirmed tornadoes reported that day. He and Allen Pearson of the National Severe Storms Forecast Center hoped to refine the tornado classification system they had created just three years previously. Someone at the Press filled out the questionnaire and sent it back.
A year later, having graduated from the university and transferred to the newsroom, I found a largish cardboard tube lying amid the usual pile of news releases and complaint letters that constituted our daily mail. On opening the tube – it was addressed to no one in particular – I found a map of the eastern United States titled “Superoutbreak Tornadoes of April 3-4, 1974.” Dr. Fujita, compiling all those questionnaires, had mapped and labeled every one of those 148 tornadoes.
In the center of the map, there was my tornado, the only tornado I have seen with my own eyes, officially designated as an F5 monster.
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He want it to be a Country boy,…BUT John Denver was an Air Force brat!
Twenty-six years ago today, John Denver died in a solo airplane crash in California. He had a pilot's license, but it was restricted. He had previously been charged with drunk driving. Tests revealed after he died that there was no alcohol or drugs in his system.
His father, Major Henry J Deutschendorf, was well known in the 43rd Bomb wing as a record holder. He flew the B-58 “ Hustler” at Carswell AFB, Texas
(the first Mach 2 bomber.)John Denver inherited his Dad‘s love of flight. Only music was more important to him.
My father, Captain Butch Sheffield, was a navigator/bombardier in the B 58. our family, the Sheffield’s, lived on Kentucky Avenue, across the street from the Deutschendorfs. My parents, of course, knew the family as John Denver‘s father was my father‘s commanding officer.
I remember where they lived, but I do not remember seeing John Denver. Apparently, he didn’t like his time at Arlington Heights High School, so he took his father's car and drove from Texas to California; he wanted to be discovered as a musician.
His father flew a jet to California and picked him up, and then he finished high school. His father wanted him to join the military, but John had other plans for his life, and the rest was history.
Later on, when my family moved to Minot Air Force Base, North Dakota, I discovered the music of John Denver. I loved his music, and I still do.
~ written by Linda Sheffield Miller
@Habubrats71 via X
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Bandai Announces More Gashapon Stores
It really looks like Bandai is investing heavily in the Gashapon expansion in the Untied States! Bandai Gashapon has announced some new locations that you’ll want to visit. We’ve been hearing from the community that these newer locations are carrying Tamagotchi Gashapon!
First is the location in Mesa, Arizona located at 1911 W Main Street Suite 8, Mesa, Arizona, 85201. The grand opening is set for February 22nd, 2024 at 10:00AM.
Second is the location in Bookoff, Riverside. Located at 4782 La Sierra Ave, Riverside, California, 92505. Operating hours are 10:00AM - 8:00PM.
Third is the location is Mitsuwa, Chicago! Located at 100 E Algonquin Road, Arlington Heights, Illinois 60005. Operating hours are 9:00AM - 8:00PM.
Fourth is the location Mitsuwa San Jose. Located at 675 Saratoga Avenue, San Jose, California 95129. Operating hours are 9:00AM - 9:00PM.
Be sure to check out these new locations and let us know which Tamagotchi Gashapon you find!
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Easter Sunday Massacre
On Easter Sunday, March 30, 1975, James U. Ruppert’s brother Leonard Jr. and his wife, Alma, brought their eight children ranging in age from 4 to 17 for Easter dinner at their house located at 635 Minor Avenue. Ruppert stayed upstairs, sleeping off a night of drinking, while the other family members participated in an Easter egg hunt on the front lawn.
At around 4:00 p.m., James woke up, loaded a .357 Magnum, two .22 caliber handguns, and a rifle, then went downstairs. Charity was preparing sloppy joes in the kitchen, in the company of Leonard Jr. and Alma. Most of the children were playing in the living room.
He killed Leonard Jr. when he shot him in the head in the kitchen, then his sister-in-law Alma when he shot her. Then, as his mother lunged at him, he shot her once in the head and twice in the chest. David, 11, Teresa, 9, and Carol, 13, were later killed by him.
James turned the corner into the living room. One by one, James shot his remaining niece and nephews: Ann, 12, Leonard III, 17, Michael, 16, Thomas, 15, and John, 4. Charity had been shot once in the chest; the remaining victims were shot in the head and shot again, to ensure they had died. The only sign of a struggle at the crime scene was one overturned wastepaper bin.
The Butler County coroner theorized that Ruppert had likely shot some victims more than once to prevent anyone escaping. The massacre was over in less than two minutes.
After spending three hours in the house, James finally called police and said, "There's been a shooting." He waited just inside the front door for authorities to arrive.
A month before the massacre, James inquired about silencers for his weapons while purchasing ammunition. His behavior deteriorated caused by a deep depression as he neared the breaking point. On March 29, 1975 (his 41st birthday), witnesses had seen him engaging in target practice shooting tin cans with his .22 pistol and .22 rifle along the banks of the Great Miami River in Hamilton.
The night before the murders, James went out as he did nearly every night. At the 19th Hole Cocktail Lounge he talked with an employee, 28-year-old Wanda Bishop. She would later state that James told her he was frustrated with his mother's demands on him and his impending eviction and that “he needed to solve the problem”. According to Bishop, Ruppert stated that his mother had complained that if he could afford to buy beer seven nights a week, he could afford to pay the rent. Ruppert left the bar at 11:00 p.m. that night and later returned. When Bishop asked him if he had solved the problem, he replied, "No, not yet." James stayed at the bar until it closed at 2:30 a.m.
County prosecutor John Holcomb viewed the crime scene and stated that there was so much blood on the first floor, it was dripping through the floorboards into the basement. Ruppert had fired a total of 35 rounds, and all four weapons were recovered at the scene.
All 11 victims were buried in Arlington Memorial Gardens in Cincinnati, Ohio. A year later, the house was opened to the public and all of its contents were auctioned off. It was then cleaned, recarpeted, and rented to a family new to the area, whose members were unaware of the murders that had taken place there. The new family later left the house, claiming they were hearing voices and other unexplained noises. Other families have moved in and out, and the house is still occupied.
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Easter Sunday Massacre
On Easter Sunday, March 30, 1975, James U. Ruppert’s brother Leonard Jr. and his wife, Alma, brought their eight children ranging in age from 4 to 17 for Easter dinner at their house located at 635 Minor Avenue. Ruppert stayed upstairs, sleeping off a night of drinking, while the other family members participated in an Easter egg hunt on the front lawn.
At around 4:00 p.m., James woke up, loaded a .357 Magnum, two .22 caliber handguns, and a rifle, then went downstairs. Charity was preparing sloppy joes in the kitchen, in the company of Leonard Jr. and Alma. Most of the children were playing in the living room.
He killed Leonard Jr. when he shot him in the head in the kitchen, then his sister-in-law Alma when he shot her. Then, as his mother lunged at him, he shot her once in the head and twice in the chest. David, 11, Teresa, 9, and Carol, 13, were later killed by him.
James turned the corner into the living room. One by one, James shot his remaining niece and nephews: Ann, 12, Leonard III, 17, Michael, 16, Thomas, 15, and John, 4. Charity had been shot once in the chest; the remaining victims were shot in the head and shot again, to ensure they had died. The only sign of a struggle at the crime scene was one overturned wastepaper bin.
The Butler County coroner theorized that Ruppert had likely shot some victims more than once to prevent anyone escaping. The massacre was over in less than two minutes.
After spending three hours in the house, James finally called police and said, "There's been a shooting." He waited just inside the front door for authorities to arrive.
A month before the massacre, James inquired about silencers for his weapons while purchasing ammunition. His behavior deteriorated caused by a deep depression as he neared the breaking point. On March 29, 1975 (his 41st birthday), witnesses had seen him engaging in target practice shooting tin cans with his .22 pistol and .22 rifle along the banks of the Great Miami River in Hamilton.
The night before the murders, James went out as he did nearly every night. At the 19th Hole Cocktail Lounge he talked with an employee, 28-year-old Wanda Bishop. She would later state that James told her he was frustrated with his mother's demands on him and his impending eviction and that “he needed to solve the problem”. According to Bishop, Ruppert stated that his mother had complained that if he could afford to buy beer seven nights a week, he could afford to pay the rent. Ruppert left the bar at 11:00 p.m. that night and later returned. When Bishop asked him if he had solved the problem, he replied, "No, not yet." James stayed at the bar until it closed at 2:30 a.m.
County prosecutor John Holcomb viewed the crime scene and stated that there was so much blood on the first floor, it was dripping through the floorboards into the basement. Ruppert had fired a total of 35 rounds, and all four weapons were recovered at the scene.
All 11 victims were buried in Arlington Memorial Gardens in Cincinnati, Ohio. A year later, the house was opened to the public and all of its contents were auctioned off. It was then cleaned, recarpeted, and rented to a family new to the area, whose members were unaware of the murders that had taken place there. The new family later left the house, claiming they were hearing voices and other unexplained noises. Other families have moved in and out, and the house is still occupied.
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Shaun Michael Spaulding has been missing since March 17th, 2022. The then-39-year-old man was last seen at the Homewood Suites Hotel on New York Avenue NE in Washington, DC. Shaun never returned to his home in Arlington, Virginia and has never been seen or heard from again.
Shaun was reported missing to the Arlington County Police. It was initially believed that he was last seen on March 15th, 2022, when he was last seen at home by his roommate. However, it was later determined that the last known sighting of Shaun occurred two days later, at a DC hotel located approximately seven miles away from his residence.
Police have not disclosed who reported seeing Shaun at the Homewood Suites that day. Shaun's family members shared that he was a regular user of Grindr, and they expressed concerns that his disappearance may be connected to someone he met on the app. Police have declined to comment on any information about their investigation into Shaun's case due to its ongoing status.
It does not appear that Shaun vanished on his own accord. Reports state that Shaun was diagnosed with health conditions that require daily medication - which was left behind at the time he vanished. Shaun's cell phone and bank account have also been inactive since the day of his disappearance.
Shaun is described as a white man, 5 foot 7 inches tall, and approximately 145 pounds. He has brown hair and brown eyes. Shaun also may go by the names Conrad or Michael.
There is a monetary reward available for information that leads to Shaun's whereabouts. If you have any information that could help the investigation, please call the Arlington County Police tip line at (703) 228-4180 or the DC Police tip line at (202) 727-9099.
#shaun michael spaulding#shaun spaulding#missing man#missing person#2022#arlington virginia#washington dc#true crime#true crime research#tcoriginal
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How Shota Imanaga wound up all over Chicago before the Cubs landed the free agent
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Shota Imanaga listened to the roar of the crowd during the national anthem, taking in the scene before one of Connor Bedard’s first home games with the Chicago Blackhawks. Imanaga later returned to the United Center to buy a Michael Jordan jersey and take a picture next to the iconic statue.
This was early November, a few weeks before Imanaga entered the posting system created by Major League Baseball and Nippon Professional Baseball. Imanaga, a fixture with the Yokohama DeNA BayStars and the winning pitcher in Japan’s victory over Team USA in last year’s World Baseball Classic championship game, wanted a new challenge.
With a 45-day negotiating window beginning to close, Imanaga returned to Illinois at Christmastime to make himself available for meetings and reassess his options as a free agent. Octagon, the agency that represents him, has an office on Michigan Avenue and a network throughout the Chicago area. The central location made sense for possible travel ahead of Thursday’s deadline to sign a contract with a major-league club.
Imanaga and his associates posted up at a suburban hotel, getting comfort food at Mitsuwa Marketplace, a Japanese grocery store in Arlington Heights. Imanaga worked out at Bo Jackson’s indoor facility near O’Hare International Airport. Imanaga’s group now has a collection of tourist photos around Chicago that could best be described as “Where’s Shota?”
Imanaga felt so comfortable that he wanted to stay. He just wasn’t sure that the interest was mutual.
“Each team is different and it’s a long process,” Imanaga told The Athletic on Thursday through an interpreter. “One time I mentioned, ‘I hope the Cubs offer me.’ I was kind of joking just because at that time the Cubs were out of the picture.”
Cubs executives Jed Hoyer and Carter Hawkins are patient, logical and calculating. All throughout December and into the middle of January, the Cubs did not sign a free agent to a major-league contract or make a trade to improve an 83-win roster that subtracted Cody Bellinger and Marcus Stroman. Hoyer personally scouted Imanaga during a trip to Japan in September and remained in contact with his representatives, though the Cubs did not jump out as a frontrunner until the late stages of the negotiations.
The rest of the offseason will be shaped by that ability to pounce. The Cubs have the financial resources and the prospects to make a deal at any moment. That reality became harder to grasp during the two months of inactivity between Hoyer hiring Craig Counsell as the sport’s highest-paid manager and Imanaga signing a four-year, $53 million contract with options to take the deal to five years and $80 million. But the Cubs are very good at recruiting when they concentrate on certain free agents, making personalized pitches that previously resonated with Japanese players such as Yu Darvish and Seiya Suzuki.
The Cubs demonstrated some more creativity in Thursday’s trade with the Los Angeles Dodgers, giving up two prospects who are talented but far way (Jackson Ferris and Zyhir Hope) for a reliever who will immediately slot into Counsell’s bullpen (Yency Almonte) and a left-handed hitter who crushed Triple-A pitching (Michael Busch) but was blocked by all the stars at Dodger Stadium.
Suddenly, the talk at this weekend’s Cubs Convention will shift toward the action and away from the moves that aren’t being made. Imanaga will be introduced Friday afternoon at the Loews Chicago Hotel. When Imanaga went to a Schaumburg shopping center on Wednesday — to buy a new tie in the right shade of Cubbie blue for the press conference — the clerk recognized him and double-checked by looking at the name on the credit card. The anonymity is already fading.
“The Cubs stepped in,” Imanaga said. “Their intensity level made me feel like they really wanted me.”
#chicago cubs#cubs#shota imanaga#next time you go to Mitsuwa keep an eye out#there could be a star Japanese pitcher there#oh my GOD he bought a tie in Cubbie blue I love him already
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Veteran's Day - Military Memorials and Salutes to Our Military and Veterans from All Over Central Ohio
#veteran's day#delaware#bexley#upper arlington#dublin#hilliard#linden#near east side#king-lincoln bronzeville#cleveland avenue#mount vernon avenue#broad street#main street#reynoldsburg#westerville#groveport#new albany
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Glendale- changed name to swift city, erazona.
Las Vegas- gateway arches lit up in album colours
Arlington- Taylor swift way, key to the city, Arlington museum of art opened an eras tour exhibition
Tampa- Taylor given a key to the city, Taylor became honourable mayor for the weekend, changed name to swiftsborough
Houston- NRG stadium renamed NRG stadium (Taylor’s version)
Atlanta- renamed A-Tay-l
Nashville- bench in centennial park, tour weekend named the Taylor swift homecoming weekend
Philadelphia- radio station renamed 96.5 fm -> ninety swift 5 T.A.Y they played exclusively Taylor Swift songs
Foxborough - governors citation
East Rutherford- Taylor swift ham, egg and cheese named the official state sandwich, museum of arts and design opened a Taylor swift:storyteller exhibit
Chicago- sky deck Chicago and Willis tower lit up antennas in album colours
Detroit- welcomed with letter with track title puns
Pittsburgh- renamed swiftsburgh
Minneapolis- renamed swiftie-apolis, tour dates named Taylor swift days, lakes renamed after Taylor songs
Cincinnati - Changed Taylor avenue-> Taylor Swift avenue
Kansas city- crop art welcoming her, swift street renamed swift street (Taylor’s version)
Denver- wrote letter welcoming her using track titles
Seattle- Taylor became honorary geologist of Seattle, friendship bracelets strung up at the needle, $13 cat adoptions
Santa Clara- renamed swiftie Clara, honorary mayor
Los Angeles- eras tour sand sculpture outside stadium
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Arlington Avenue, St. Louis, Missouri.
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15 Arlington Avenue, Kensington: Restoration and remodeling of a Mid-Century Modern home in #California by Amato Architecture @amato.architecture. Read more: Link in bio! Photography: Scott Lee The indignities a house has suffered over time at the hands of quirky owners can thankfully be reversed over time with the touch of a loving architect. This Mid-Century Modern had been disfigured by the addition of anachronistic moldings and strange modifications everywhere! The new owners hired Amato Architecture to create a multi-phase master plan for restoration and remodel… #usa #renovation #архитектура www.amazingarchitecture.com ✔ A collection of the best contemporary architecture to inspire you. #design #architecture #amazingarchitecture #architect #arquitectura #luxury #realestate #life #cute #architettura #interiordesign #photooftheday #love #travel #construction #furniture #instagood #fashion #beautiful #archilovers #home #house #amazing #picoftheday #architecturephotography #معماری (at California, USA) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjzHm0MMlrS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#california#usa#renovation#архитектура#design#architecture#amazingarchitecture#architect#arquitectura#luxury#realestate#life#cute#architettura#interiordesign#photooftheday#love#travel#construction#furniture#instagood#fashion#beautiful#archilovers#home#house#amazing#picoftheday#architecturephotography#معماری
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A Racine man has been accused of firing a fully automatic gun multiple times at Lockwood Park in Racine.
Malik T. Kentle, 23, of the 2800 block of Arlington Avenue, was charged with felony counts of first-degree recklessly endangering safety; possession of a firearm by a felon; and selling/possessing/using/transporting a machine gun in addition to a misdemeanor count of possession of marijuana.
According to a criminal complaint:
At 7 p.m. on May 30, officers were sent to the 300 block of Oregon Street next to Lockwood Park for shots fired. Multiple people were at Lockwood Park when it happened, and witnesses said after a few shots there was another round of shots that sounded like a fully automatic firearm.
When officers arrived, they found 19 9mm casings and eight .45 ACP casings in the street.
Surveillance video showed a silver Malibu Maxx parked on Westway Avenue with two men in the car. Both exited and walked toward Lockwood Park before firing several shots into the park. The two then ran toward Westway Avenue.
Witnesses said they both had black hoodies with writing on them that said "Long Live" someone. A woman said she felt bullets pass right by her face and thought that they were targeting others who were in the parking lot.
An investigator was able to identify the driver of the Malibu as Kentle by watching surveillance video from a Walmart in Kenosha that showed him exit the same car. On June 24, an investigator saw the Malibu drive to Regency Mall. The investigator learned that Kentle went to Dunham's Sports and bought a 5.56/.223 caliber 30-round M16/AR-15 magazine, a foregrip for a rifle and an A-TAC single point tactical rifle sling. Kentle is a convicted felon and is prohibited from possessing a firearm or ammunition.
The investigator obtained a search warrant for Kentle's cellphone location and learned the cellphone was in the area of Lockwood Park during the shooting. Kentle was then arrested on July 25 and his vehicle was searched. Inside was 2.6 grams of marijuana, an empty 9mm Glock magazine, and a black hoodie and gray hoodie with "Long Live Reese" written on the sleeve.
Kentle denied knowing anything about the shooting and claimed he was not at Lockwood Park.
When asked about the vehicle he was driving, he claimed he did not have a vehicle. He said he was getting rides from various people.
Kentle was given a $50,000 cash bond in Racine County Circuit Court on Tuesday. A preliminary hearing is on Aug. 10 at the Racine County Law Enforcement Center, online court records show.
Kentle has two prior felony burglary convictions in 2018 and 2015.
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