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When It’s Worse Than You Thought

I believe we all know someone that peaked in high school. Perhaps a track-and-field star that took up smoking and started “dancing” in a strip club. We’ve also known those who have turned out to be different people than we thought. That pretty dancer with the heroin addiction, for example.

Something came to light today about a former football star from my hometown. Back when I was in the school and he was a senior, there were whisperings that he was involved with drugs in a big way. As far as I knew, he was a dealer. That’s not what the police arrested him for.

Apparently he’s accused of engaging in sexual activity with girls younger than 16 years old! The initial report is three, but many more are speaking out.

When someone you once shared hallways with turns out to be a monster... well I don’t know what else to say about this. I'm not shocked he's been arrested for something, but I never thought he was *THAT* bad! It wasn't uncommon for kids at my high school to dabble in marijuana, shrooms, or LSD, but I never heard of any unwanted sexual contact, let alone preying on kids.

The family of the accused is encouraging the public to report anything they know to the investigating officer.

It’s best the police question any children that may have been involved as they have training in matters like this.

Please help them get to the bottom of this. I grew up with the investigating officer, Greg McClenaghan. Greg is easy to talk to and truly cares about the service he is providing. His father and mine are buddies. If you know anything that can help assist the investigation, please don’t hesitate to contact Greg at (705) 497-5555. The number for Near North Crime Stoppers is also in the linked article.

I feel sick.

R~

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