I wish I could find a link to this somewhere online, but it was more than ten years ago. Before we were married, Leigh-Anne and I were out visiting some friends one night, a fraternity brother of mine and his girlfriend, who went to high school with Leigh-Anne.
When we got home, the 11 o’clock news was one, and they had live coverage from the scene of a double murder in Mentor, where we lived at the time. A husband and wife had been murdered, apparently shotgunned to death while they slept. As we were watching, we heard the anchor say something along the lines of, “The couple’s son, Michael Bailey, is being held for questioning.”
Michael Bailey?! Michael Bailey happened to be the ex-boyfriend of the girl we had just been visiting. Michael and I were attendants of, and group leaders for, several Episcopal Youth Services events. Michael had joined the Air Force for a few years, and had recently returned home. At the time, we were both attending Cleveland State University, and we had a class together.
I had been in class with him that day, and he had told me all the stuff he had done the night before. He said he had gone down to Akron, and seen some girl at some restaurant, blah, blah, blah. Mike was tried and convicted for both murders, and sometime during the whole thing (although none of us was ever questioned by police, because we weren’t that close to him), it dawned on me that he might have been trying to establish an alibi.
Needless to say, people in my class were freaked out the next day. It turned out to be a particularly bad semester; one of the grad students helping out with this class happened to be a babysitter for Amy Mihalovich, who Clevelanders will remember was a little girl who was kidnapped and murdered. Her body was found that same semester.