Tyrone N. Butts
APE Reporter
Daughter wonders whether he was carjacked while shopping Saturday
Photos of dead white man & daughter at link.
COVINGTON - James Clowers told his wife Saturday afternoon that he was going from his home in Crittenden south to the Dry Ridge Wal-Mart to pick up his favorite candy: fire-flavored Jolly Ranchers.
That's the last time Kay Clowers, 54, saw her husband alive. He was gunned down while sitting in his minivan just after 4 p.m. adjacent to the Jacob Price housing project in Covington, more than 20 miles to the north.
Assistant Chief Lt. Col. David Finan sai
d residents in and near the subsidized-housing complex have not been cooperative with investigators trying to so
nlve the homicide. Finan said there are no suspects.
Now Clowers' daughter, Crystal Williams, wonders if her father was carjacked while searching for the hard-to-find candy.
"He loved fire ranchers," Williams, 27, of Independence, said. "He would drive all the way to Fort Wright or Florence if the Dry Ridge store was out."
Williams also wonders whether her father was trying to find the Alexandria Wal-Mart when he got in trouble.
"Unlike any other (man) I've met in the world, my father loved to shop," she said. "He loved to find deals at Wal-Mart. The big joke was he was going to retire and become a Wal-Mart greeter."
Clowers, 46, moved from Clearwater, Fla., to Crittenden with his wife
abou
t 19 months ago to be close to his first grandson.
"He loved being with his new grandson," Williams said. "That was very important to him at this point. He had never been called Papa before."
Williams said her father wa
s
talking about moving back to Florida to operate a parasail company. That's what he had done before moving to Northern Kentucky.
Clowers also was planning to return a rented DVD and buy a couple of items for his wife during his outing Saturday.
"He called from his cell phone and asked if we needed anything else," Williams said. "My mom said, 'No,' and told him to be home in time for dinner. That's the last anyone heard from him."
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What's that smell, and I don't mean Wal-Mart.
T.N.B.
Photos of dead white man & daughter at link.
COVINGTON - James Clowers told his wife Saturday afternoon that he was going from his home in Crittenden south to the Dry Ridge Wal-Mart to pick up his favorite candy: fire-flavored Jolly Ranchers.
That's the last time Kay Clowers, 54, saw her husband alive. He was gunned down while sitting in his minivan just after 4 p.m. adjacent to the Jacob Price housing project in Covington, more than 20 miles to the north.
Assistant Chief Lt. Col. David Finan sai
d residents in and near the subsidized-housing complex have not been cooperative with investigators trying to so
nlve the homicide. Finan said there are no suspects.
Now Clowers' daughter, Crystal Williams, wonders if her father was carjacked while searching for the hard-to-find candy.
"He loved fire ranchers," Williams, 27, of Independence, said. "He would drive all the way to Fort Wright or Florence if the Dry Ridge store was out."
Williams also wonders whether her father was trying to find the Alexandria Wal-Mart when he got in trouble.
"Unlike any other (man) I've met in the world, my father loved to shop," she said. "He loved to find deals at Wal-Mart. The big joke was he was going to retire and become a Wal-Mart greeter."
Clowers, 46, moved from Clearwater, Fla., to Crittenden with his wife
abou
t 19 months ago to be close to his first grandson.
"He loved being with his new grandson," Williams said. "That was very important to him at this point. He had never been called Papa before."
Williams said her father wa
s
talking about moving back to Florida to operate a parasail company. That's what he had done before moving to Northern Kentucky.
Clowers also was planning to return a rented DVD and buy a couple of items for his wife during his outing Saturday.
"He called from his cell phone and asked if we needed anything else," Williams said. "My mom said, 'No,' and told him to be home in time for dinner. That's the last anyone heard from him."
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What's that smell, and I don't mean Wal-Mart.
T.N.B.
