A man was fatally shot Monday afternoon while driving near Josephine and LaSalle streets in Central City, and his vehicle ran into a house near the shooting scene, New Orleans police said.
The shooting of a 15-year-old boy Sunday evening on Dryades Street was prompted by a dispute over a “love triangle,” and a teenage suspect has been arrested, New Orleans police said.
A sexual act between two boys, ages 12 and 14, allegedly witnessed on a school bus in the Irish Channel on Tuesday evening has prompted a rape investigation, New Orleans police said.
A documentary about the effect of gun violence on New Orleans children will be screened in a free showing tonight (Monday, Nov. 11) at Tulane University, followed by a panel discussion with the filmmakers and other experts.
Cathy Rickmon and Martha Bullock had been casual friends for years, but a burst of violence in Mid-City sealed their fates together forever.
“We weren’t close until the tragedy of our sons,” Rickmon said.
“We will always have a bond because someone who we loved, that we loved very dearly, was lost on the same day,” said Bullock.
Marguerite LaJoy Washington came to her adoptive mother Margaret Washington at 3 months old, and from the beginning she was the family’s princess.
“She was my shadow,” said Washington, a former nursing instructor. “She grew up in my church, in my sorority, at Charity school of nursing, with my nursing alumni group. Wherever I was, she was there. It allowed her to be exposed to positive things, positive values and allowed her to get maturity much earlier then the average child.”
On a May evening in 2011, Ann Dimes stood outside a Ninth Ward home with her 26-year-old son, Danny Joseph Roberts. Roberts had been through a bout with a kidney stone, and Dimes, a surgical technician, wanted to check on him.
Danny, a longshoreman since the age of 16 years old, had just gotten a settlement check from the BP oil spill and felt on top of the world in spite of his medical problems. His mother reminded him he needed to keep his car door locked, but he brushed her concerns off by telling her to give him a hug. Then his phone rang.
A voice on the other end of the line – one Dimes has never identified, but will never forget overhearing – asked to borrow a shirt to wear to the club. Danny told his mother he loved her and would see her the next day, so she turned around, closed the door and went inside.
Minutes later, Dimes’ own phone began ringing – Danny was dead, shot seven times in the face just blocks from where they had last hugged goodbye.
“I am not the same person,” Dimes said. “It haunts me all the time. I just can’t understand the purpose of killing him that way.”
When 26-year-old Christopher Guilbeau Jr. was shot on Elysian Fields Avenue in 2007, he survived but was stricken blind. When he suddenly died from his injuries in 2009, it was his mother’s life that plunged into darkness.
“The people who are doing the murdering are not just hurting the mothers and the fathers of the child they are hurting,” Lynn James said. “They are hurting generations of people. They are hurting those young men’s children and cousins and nephews and grandparents. You are hurting a whole world of people who you will never know because of something senseless.”
A man with a gun tried to grab a woman walking in the Lower Garden District in the early-morning hours Monday morning in what New Orleans police say may have been an attempted robbery or kidnapping.
Two women who allegedly picked up a man in the French Quarter, drove him to Central City and then robbed him were caught on video using his debit card, and investigators are seeking the public’s help identifying them, New Orleans police said.
A woman was kidnapped Wednesday night from her Milan-neighborhood home by her ex-boyfriend, who beat her before releasing her, police said.
I am a cat person, but we remain feline less for the moment. My oldest developed an allergy recently, and I chose my offspring over my rat decapitator we had had since a wee kitten rescued post-K, all mangy and feral. Not a tough call, but have you ever been brought a headless rodent with its noggin neatly next to its lifeless body? It’s impressive. And repulsive. And in short, quite a skill. Her name was Rita (yes, named after the storm – she did have a sister named Katrina who died a few years ago), and like most cats, self sufficient and less than encourageable; such are these creatures. And therefore and in my experience quite unlike the other preferred domesticated pet: your household dog.