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Make Newark Clean
08-24-2007, 12:00 PM
It was difficult enough to look upon my mother's dead body when she passed seven years ago. I cannot imagine being called upon to identify the murdered/mutiliated remains of a son or daughter. Gut wrenching.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Tragedy and shock unite 3 grieving Newark families (http://www.nj.com/news/ledger/index.ssf?/base/news-12/1187931669223980.xml&coll=1)

BY BRAD PARKS AND JONATHAN SCHUPPE
Star-Ledger Staff


The knock on Jaymee Wade's door came early that Sunday, Aug. 5, around 8:30 a.m.

Two plainclothes Newark detectives asked her if she could go to the medical examiner's office downtown to identify a body that was possibly a male relative. They told her she needed someone to accompany her, in accordance with a state policy.

Wade's first thought was that she'd like to be joined by her nephew, Dashon Harvey. She helped raise him and they always treated each other like mother and son. Whatever bad news she was about to receive, it would be better if he was there.

"I told the detectives, 'Let me see if my nephew is downstairs,'" Wade said, referring to the couch in the basement of her Newark home where he often liked to sleep when he was home from college. "I just knew he was downstairs in that basement."

Except he wasn't. Then she went upstairs to the spare bedroom. He wasn't there, either. That's when, panicked, she called Dashon's father, James Harvey.

"She called me hysterical and I thought it was something with her mother," said James Harvey, who lives not far away. "It never dawned on me it would be my son."

Similar phone calls were being made around Newark that morning among the families of Dashon, Terrance Aeriel and Iofemi Hightower, the three victims of the Mount Vernon School slayings in Newark. The families' account of those notifications -- and the days that followed -- offers a glimpse into their grief since that morning.

Shalga Hightower got her call at work. She began her workday at 6 a.m. at Brighton Gardens Senior Living Facility in West Orange, and that's where police found her roughly 2 1/2 hours later.

"They told me they needed to go down to the medical examiner's office, that they needed me to identify a female body, that there was a tragedy," Shalga said.

She called her sister, Kimberly Hightower, to join her.

"We were just hoping maybe it was a mistake," Kimberly said. "Maybe they didn't mean to call us."

Renee Tucker, the mother of Terrance Aeriel and his sister, Natasha -- the lone survivor of the attacks -- was notified by Detectives Lydell James of the Newark Police Department homicide squad and Kevin Green of the Essex County Prosecutor's Office detective squad.

The detectives told her something may have happened to her children but that they couldn't say more if she was alone. She immediately called a friend. Then, James said, she began cleaning her house.

"She was in shock," James said. "I had to tell her to please sit down."

By roughly 9 a.m., the families had been assembled in a small waiting room in the Regional Medical Examiner's Office on Norfolk Street in Newark. None of them realized what was happening, or that their loved ones had been killed together.

One by one, they were invited into another room to view a picture so they could make an ID.

Shalga Hightower couldn't do it. She sent in Kimberly.

Tucker didn't want to go in either, but she had no choice -- there was no one else who could make sure it was her son, T.J.

James Harvey wanted to do it himself. And now part of him wishes he hadn't.

"That picture is stuck in my mind," Harvey said. "I want to be thinking of him alive and happy and instead all I can see is that picture of him lying on that table, one eye opened, one eye closed. When I wake up in the middle of the night now, that's what I'm seeing."

As the families returned to the waiting room, they soon realized they were not only dealing with a private hell. This was a larger tragedy. Shalga Hightower and Tucker, whose daughters were best friends, recognized each other.

"The families just started talking and piecing together the puzzle of what happened," James Harvey said. "It didn't take us long to figure out they were all together."

Tucker began speaking with the Harvey family.

"Miss Tucker told us, 'If your son was hanging out with my son, he must have been a good kid,'" said Dorothy Harvey, Dashon's grandmother. "She told us her son was a preacher."

Shalga Hightower said that, for her, everything that happened Sunday after the identification was "a blur." Her next memory comes from Monday, when Natasha Aeriel -- who by now was helping investigators solve the crime -- asked to see her.

"She basically kept telling me how sorry she was for me and how she loved me and she knew how close me and (Iofemi) were and she was worried about me," Hightower said. "There she was, lying in a hospital bed, having lost her brother, and she wanted to comfort me."

James Harvey spent Monday making phone calls -- to the bank, to close out Dashon's account; to the student loan company to which Dashon owed $40,000; to Delaware State University, to withdraw Dashon as a student.

That afternoon, he and his family went to pick out a suit for Dashon's funeral.

"I couldn't believe I was picking out a suit for his funeral instead of his college graduation," Harvey said.

He also became consumed with getting his son's body released from the medical examiner's office.

"I didn't want my son sitting butt-naked in a cold morgue," Harvey said. "I wanted to get him to a place where he could be clothed and bathed. I just wanted to feel like I was taking care of him."

By Tuesday, Harvey got his wish. His son's body was taken to the Cotton Funeral Home, where James Harvey found himself alone with his son for the first time since the murder.

"I spoke to him for 15 minutes," Harvey said. "I said, 'I love you, son. I would have never thought this would happen to you. I would love for the shoe to be on the other foot and have me lying there and you looking down at me.'

"I told him, 'Your death will not be in vain. We're going to catch who did this. Natasha Aeriel is going to help us solve this case.'"




© 2007 The Star Ledger
© 2007 NJ.com (http://www.nj.com) All Rights Reserved.

LastCubanStanding
08-24-2007, 12:06 PM
wow. I can't even begin to imagine. Horrible.

planetarium
08-24-2007, 03:30 PM
Whoa - that hits you in the gut don't it?

chad1
08-24-2007, 04:04 PM
Something has got to happen in our community--we need it badly. As sad as this tragedy is, it has happened time and time again around the country where young people go on killing for no reason.

This case in my mind is like another Columbine right here in my backyard. The press will depict this as a tragedy befitting to Newark but as we now its happening everywhere in the U.S. In a country where guns are readily available and violence is glorified in Hollywood pictures we can only expect these incidents to continue happening.

Sadly, the grief and pain that these families will carry with them will be forever. No award money, nothing will erase the pictures that now stain their minds of their innocent ones. We can only hope that these deaths unlike others in the past or of the present will bring about an awakening of some sort.

Not just the kind that targets illegal immigrants, but real change that gives Equal Rights to the lives of children in this country.

If the alleged killers committed these crimes some of them in their teens, we have to ask... How did they grow up to be such beasts?

And the beast that raped a five year old and then allowed to roam the streets, I ask, Why is it the raping of an innocent child means nothing?

Indeed there are so many tragedies in this case.

stew
08-24-2007, 05:34 PM
What a story. I got a little choked up just reading it.

CaseClosed
08-24-2007, 07:44 PM
It was difficult enough to look upon my mother's dead body when she passed seven years ago. I cannot imagine being called upon to identify the murdered/mutiliated remains of a son or daughter. Gut wrenching.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Tragedy and shock unite 3 grieving Newark families (http://www.nj.com/news/ledger/index.ssf?/base/news-12/1187931669223980.xml&coll=1)

BY BRAD PARKS AND JONATHAN SCHUPPE
Star-Ledger Staff


The knock on Jaymee Wade's door came early that Sunday, Aug. 5, around 8:30 a.m.

Two plainclothes Newark detectives asked her if she could go to the medical examiner's office downtown to identify a body that was possibly a male relative. They told her she needed someone to accompany her, in accordance with a state policy.

Wade's first thought was that she'd like to be joined by her nephew, Dashon Harvey. She helped raise him and they always treated each other like mother and son. Whatever bad news she was about to receive, it would be better if he was there.

"I told the detectives, 'Let me see if my nephew is downstairs,'" Wade said, referring to the couch in the basement of her Newark home where he often liked to sleep when he was home from college. "I just knew he was downstairs in that basement."

Except he wasn't. Then she went upstairs to the spare bedroom. He wasn't there, either. That's when, panicked, she called Dashon's father, James Harvey.

"She called me hysterical and I thought it was something with her mother," said James Harvey, who lives not far away. "It never dawned on me it would be my son."

Similar phone calls were being made around Newark that morning among the families of Dashon, Terrance Aeriel and Iofemi Hightower, the three victims of the Mount Vernon School slayings in Newark. The families' account of those notifications -- and the days that followed -- offers a glimpse into their grief since that morning.

Shalga Hightower got her call at work. She began her workday at 6 a.m. at Brighton Gardens Senior Living Facility in West Orange, and that's where police found her roughly 2 1/2 hours later.

"They told me they needed to go down to the medical examiner's office, that they needed me to identify a female body, that there was a tragedy," Shalga said.

She called her sister, Kimberly Hightower, to join her.

"We were just hoping maybe it was a mistake," Kimberly said. "Maybe they didn't mean to call us."

Renee Tucker, the mother of Terrance Aeriel and his sister, Natasha -- the lone survivor of the attacks -- was notified by Detectives Lydell James of the Newark Police Department homicide squad and Kevin Green of the Essex County Prosecutor's Office detective squad.

The detectives told her something may have happened to her children but that they couldn't say more if she was alone. She immediately called a friend. Then, James said, she began cleaning her house.

"She was in shock," James said. "I had to tell her to please sit down."

By roughly 9 a.m., the families had been assembled in a small waiting room in the Regional Medical Examiner's Office on Norfolk Street in Newark. None of them realized what was happening, or that their loved ones had been killed together.

One by one, they were invited into another room to view a picture so they could make an ID.

Shalga Hightower couldn't do it. She sent in Kimberly.

Tucker didn't want to go in either, but she had no choice -- there was no one else who could make sure it was her son, T.J.

James Harvey wanted to do it himself. And now part of him wishes he hadn't.

"That picture is stuck in my mind," Harvey said. "I want to be thinking of him alive and happy and instead all I can see is that picture of him lying on that table, one eye opened, one eye closed. When I wake up in the middle of the night now, that's what I'm seeing."

As the families returned to the waiting room, they soon realized they were not only dealing with a private hell. This was a larger tragedy. Shalga Hightower and Tucker, whose daughters were best friends, recognized each other.

"The families just started talking and piecing together the puzzle of what happened," James Harvey said. "It didn't take us long to figure out they were all together."

Tucker began speaking with the Harvey family.

"Miss Tucker told us, 'If your son was hanging out with my son, he must have been a good kid,'" said Dorothy Harvey, Dashon's grandmother. "She told us her son was a preacher."

Shalga Hightower said that, for her, everything that happened Sunday after the identification was "a blur." Her next memory comes from Monday, when Natasha Aeriel -- who by now was helping investigators solve the crime -- asked to see her.

"She basically kept telling me how sorry she was for me and how she loved me and she knew how close me and (Iofemi) were and she was worried about me," Hightower said. "There she was, lying in a hospital bed, having lost her brother, and she wanted to comfort me."

James Harvey spent Monday making phone calls -- to the bank, to close out Dashon's account; to the student loan company to which Dashon owed $40,000; to Delaware State University, to withdraw Dashon as a student.

That afternoon, he and his family went to pick out a suit for Dashon's funeral.

"I couldn't believe I was picking out a suit for his funeral instead of his college graduation," Harvey said.

He also became consumed with getting his son's body released from the medical examiner's office.

"I didn't want my son sitting butt-naked in a cold morgue," Harvey said. "I wanted to get him to a place where he could be clothed and bathed. I just wanted to feel like I was taking care of him."

By Tuesday, Harvey got his wish. His son's body was taken to the Cotton Funeral Home, where James Harvey found himself alone with his son for the first time since the murder.

"I spoke to him for 15 minutes," Harvey said. "I said, 'I love you, son. I would have never thought this would happen to you. I would love for the shoe to be on the other foot and have me lying there and you looking down at me.'

"I told him, 'Your death will not be in vain. We're going to catch who did this. Natasha Aeriel is going to help us solve this case.'"




© 2007 The Star Ledger
© 2007 NJ.com (http://www.nj.com) All Rights Reserved.

Street and in New York City to identify deceased family members. It's not something I'd recommend, but someone has to do it eventually.:(

There was a time when people had to identify the actual body, but today, the bodies are identified through pictures due to air borne diseases and such.

Did you know if a person died a violent death, the fright they suffered remains on their face no matter what the funeral parlor tries to do to mask it? Sad, but true.