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Happy birthday, Deb N.! We’ll make it up to Providence one of these days!
(I just wanted to post the wonderful pic she sent over today!)
Everything about this NYPost article on people who date, marry and otherwise romance imprisoned psychotic murderers is bizarre, as you’d expect. But I don’t think the goofiness of this Polaroid of Gerard John Schaefer proposing to his girlfriend –
– prepares you for the impossibly ghastly crimes that he committed.
It may, however, prepare you for the punchline to his romance: “In 1995, Shaefer was killed by his cellmate because he had not left enough hot water to make coffee. His betrothed was devastated.”
