ugh, that is really sad.
actually what is really sad is the following:
The medical examiner from the article reset my broken hand when I was fourteen. I know the county attorney mentioned in the article.
And yes, I lived in that godforsaken county(Franklin) and in the county seat, Louisburg for six years of my life. Those were, by the way, the worst six years of my life.
I have lived all over North Carolina, and in some of the smallest places you can think of, and I am sure that that town is the worst place in the world to live, not because of the geography, which is beautiful, or the nearby counties or small cities, which are fine, nor the food, nor anything else you can think of. It's because of the zenophobic, small-minded people. The kind that would declare a guy dead when he was alive.
Not that I'm bitter--no not at all. Those were my pre-teen and early teenage years, however, so there might be more reasons to my feelings than meet the eye.
A tidbit: I found out that the medical examiner was inspecting him at the morgue--not at the hospital morgue, mind you--but downtown at the jail. interesting.