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.”