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Tragedy Strikes at Clinton Mardi Gras Parade: Five Shot, Including a Six-Year-Old

The town of Clinton, Louisiana, is reeling after a heartbreaking act of violence shattered what should have been a joyful celebration of culture, tradition, and community. During the 21st annual “Mardi Gras in the Country” parade, gunfire erupted in the midst of laughter, music, and colorful festivities, leaving five people wounded, including a six-year-old child. What began as a day filled with family fun and festive spirit quickly turned into a scene of fear, confusion, and heartbreak.

Mardi Gras in Clinton has long been a cherished tradition, bringing together residents, families, and visitors to celebrate Louisiana’s vibrant heritage. For more than two decades, the parade has been a symbol of unity—where children collect beads, neighbors greet one another, and generations gather to share in the joy of community life. This year’s event promised the same: lively floats, local music, delicious food, and moments that families would remember for years to come. Instead, the town now faces memories marked by trauma and sorrow.

Eyewitnesses described scenes of chaos as the sound of gunfire rang out. Families and parade-goers ran for cover, clutching their children and seeking safety wherever they could. In a moment, the festive atmosphere was replaced by panic, sirens, and uncertainty. The victims—including the young child—were quickly transported to nearby hospitals, where medical teams are working tirelessly to provide care. While authorities have not released full details about their conditions, the entire community is united in prayer and hope for their recovery.

Local law enforcement responded swiftly, securing the area and launching a full investigation into what has been described as an unprovoked attack. “Our hearts go out to the victims and their families,” a Clinton Police Department spokesperson said. “We are committed to bringing those responsible to justice and ensuring our community feels safe again.” These words echo the determination of a town that refuses to let violence define its identity, even as it confronts the pain of this tragic event.

The emotional toll of the shooting has been felt far beyond the parade route. Parents, children, and elderly residents alike are struggling to process what happened. For many, the parade has always represented safety, tradition, and togetherness. To see that space violated has left deep wounds—ones that will take time, compassion, and collective effort to heal.

In response, community leaders, churches, and local organizations are rallying to support the victims and their families. Vigils are being organized, fundraisers are underway, and neighbors are reaching out to one another with messages of love and solidarity. In moments like this, the true strength of a community becomes visible—not in celebration, but in compassion, unity, and resilience.

This tragic incident serves as a stark reminder of the fragility of public safety and the devastating consequences of violence. It highlights the urgent need for vigilance, community engagement, and meaningful measures to protect public gatherings so that families can celebrate without fear. No child, no parent, no neighbor should have to experience terror at what should be a joyful community event.

As Clinton mourns, the town also stands together—refusing to let fear overshadow its traditions or its values. The spirit of Mardi Gras, rooted in joy, culture, and togetherness, will endure. And while this tragedy has cast a long shadow, it has also illuminated the compassion, courage, and unity of a community determined to heal and seek justice.

Our thoughts and prayers are with the victims, their families, and the entire Clinton community. May healing come, may justice be served, and may peace return to the streets that once echoed with celebration.

In Loving Memory of Patricia Espinosa

The Nassau County law enforcement community and countless friends, family members, and residents are mourning the devastating loss of Officer Patricia Espinosa, whose life was tragically cut short in a crash early Saturday morning near the Smith Haven Mall. Patricia, 42, was an off-duty Nassau County police officer whose dedication, compassion, and courage defined both her career and her character. Her passing has left an immeasurable void in the hearts of those who knew her and the community she served with pride.

According to Suffolk County police, a 20-year-old Hauppauge man was charged with driving while intoxicated after failing to stop at a red light and striking Patricia’s vehicle at approximately 6:06 a.m. She was transported to Stony Brook University Hospital, where she was pronounced dead. The suddenness and senselessness of her loss have shaken the community, underscoring the tragic consequences of impaired driving and the fragile nature of life.

Patricia Espinosa was more than a police officer—she was a devoted wife, sister, mother, colleague, and friend. She came from a true law enforcement family, with both her husband and her brother proudly serving as police officers. Service, integrity, and duty were woven into the fabric of her life, not just as a profession but as a calling and a family legacy. Those who worked alongside her describe her as steadfast, compassionate, and deeply committed to protecting others, often placing the needs of her community above her own.

As an officer, Patricia embodied the values of courage and compassion. She approached every call, every interaction, and every challenge with professionalism and empathy. She understood that behind every badge is a human being, and behind every situation is a person in need. Whether responding to emergencies, helping victims, or simply offering reassurance to someone in distress, Patricia carried herself with quiet strength and genuine care. She was the kind of officer who made people feel safer—not just through authority, but through kindness and presence.

Beyond her uniform, Patricia was a loving mother to her two-year-old child, who will grow up hearing stories of a mother who was a hero, both at home and in the community. Her family remembers her laughter, her warmth, and the love she poured into every moment she shared with them. She balanced the demands of a challenging profession with the tenderness and devotion of a parent, cherishing every milestone and memory. Her legacy will live on through the love she gave and the values she instilled in her family.

To her colleagues, Patricia was a trusted partner and a source of support. She was known for her dedication, her willingness to step up, and her unwavering sense of duty. In a profession that often demands sacrifice, she exemplified selflessness and resilience. Her fellow officers mourn not only a colleague, but a sister in blue whose presence made their work and their lives richer.

The tragic circumstances of Patricia’s passing serve as a stark reminder of the dangers of impaired driving and the ripple effects of one reckless decision. Her death has renewed calls for accountability, awareness, and responsibility on the roads, so that other families may be spared the heartbreak that hers now endures.

As we remember Patricia Espinosa,

In Loving Memory of James Parker

The Mount Pleasant and Charleston communities are mourning the heartbreaking loss of James Parker, a longtime journalist, beloved husband, and gentle presence whose life and work touched countless people over the decades. On January 31, James was found deceased in Hobcaw Creek, near his longtime home in the Hobcaw Point neighborhood, after being reported missing the evening before. He was 67 years old. His passing has left a profound sense of sadness among family, friends, colleagues, and readers who followed his thoughtful reporting for many years.

James Parker was a man of quiet strength, kindness, and deep dedication—to his craft, to his community, and to the people he loved. Raised in Virginia, he was a graduate of Washington & Lee University, where he developed the intellectual curiosity and discipline that would later define his career in journalism. From an early age, he was known for his gentle demeanor and reflective nature, traits that would later become hallmarks of his writing style and personal interactions.

In the early 1980s, James joined Charleston’s co-owned morning and afternoon newspapers, which would later merge to become The Post and Courier. It was there that he began a remarkable career that spanned decades and earned him the respect of colleagues and readers alike. His first byline appeared in January 1984, topping a story about a group of stowaways found on a Venezuelan cargo ship—a fitting start for a journalist who would go on to chronicle so many stories that shaped the understanding of his community.

Over the years, James became a prolific and trusted reporter, known for his meticulous attention to detail and his ability to make complex topics accessible to everyday readers. He covered numerous beats, but his true calling emerged in business reporting, particularly in the South Carolina banking industry. His coverage helped demystify financial developments for the public, offering clarity and insight during times of economic change. Later in his career, he expanded his focus to local car culture and residential real estate, contributing to special weekly sections that highlighted the evolving character and spirit of the Charleston area.

Colleagues remember James as rail-thin, soft-spoken, and mild-mannered—a man who didn’t seek the spotlight but earned admiration through consistency, integrity, and quiet professionalism. He was the type of journalist who believed deeply in the importance of facts, fairness, and thoughtful storytelling. His writing wasn’t just informative; it was grounded in a genuine respect for the people and places he covered.

Beyond his professional achievements, James was a devoted husband and partner. He and his wife, Penny, shared a life filled with mutual support and shared passions, including their work at the newspaper. They celebrated 39 years of marriage in November, a testament to a love built on friendship, respect, and enduring companionship. Those who knew them speak of a partnership filled with warmth, laughter, and quiet understanding.

James was also an avid runner, a longtime enthusiast who could often be seen jogging through his neighborhood. Running was more than a hobby—it was a source of peace, discipline, and reflection for him. The Hobcaw Point neighborhood, where he lived for decades, was not just a place of residence but a community he was deeply connected to, a backdrop to his daily routines and the rhythms of his life.

In recent years, James had been living with Alzheimer’s disease, a condition that gradually steals memories and moments. Yet even as the disease progressed, those who loved him continued to see the gentle, thoughtful man he had always been. His life was defined not by illness, but by decades of meaningful work, relationships, and contributions that will endure long after his passing.

The loss of James Parker is felt not only by his family and friends but also by the broader Charleston community and the many readers who trusted his voice. His articles documented the growth, challenges, and transformations of the region, preserving a record of history through careful, compassionate journalism. His words helped people understand their world a little better, and in doing so, he made that world a little more connected.

As we remember James, we honor a life lived with humility, dedication, and quiet purpose. We remember the reporter who chased stories with integrity, the husband who shared nearly four decades of love with Penny, the runner who found solace in motion, and the neighbor who was a familiar, kind presence in Hobcaw Point.

May his memory be a blessing to all who knew him, worked with him, and read his work. His legacy lives on in the stories he told, the people he touched, and the community he helped inform and inspire.

Rest in peace, James Parker. Your words, your kindness, and your quiet spirit will not be forgotten.

In Loving Memory of Cayden Callihan 🕊️

With heavy hearts and deep sorrow, we remember and honor the life of Cayden Callihan, an 18-year-old young man whose life was tragically taken too soon in a late-night crash in Livingston Parish, Louisiana. Cayden’s passing has left a profound emptiness in the hearts of his family, friends, and everyone who had the privilege of knowing him.

On Friday night, just before midnight, Louisiana State Police responded to a devastating two-vehicle crash at the intersection of LA 1032 and Hunter’s Way. According to authorities, Cayden was driving east on Hunter’s Way in his 2008 Honda Accord when he attempted to turn left onto LA 1032. At that moment, a 2022 Ford F-150 traveling south struck his vehicle on the left side. Despite being properly restrained, Cayden suffered severe injuries and was pronounced dead at the scene. The other driver sustained only minor injuries, and investigators reported that impairment is not believed to have played a role in the tragic incident.

Cayden was just 18 years old—a young man full of dreams, potential, and hope for the future. He carried the light of youth, the promise of tomorrow, and the spirit of someone who had so much life left to live. To his loved ones, he was more than just a name in a report or a statistic in a tragic accident. He was a son, a family member, a friend, a classmate, and a cherished soul whose presence brought warmth and joy to those around him.

Those who knew Cayden remember his kindness, his laughter, and the energy he brought into every room. He had a way of making people feel seen and valued, whether through a simple smile, a joke, or his genuine heart. His journey was just beginning, and his dreams were still unfolding, making his loss even more heartbreaking.

The suddenness of Cayden’s passing reminds us how fragile life can be and how important it is to cherish every moment with those we love. His memory will forever live on in the stories shared by friends, in the love carried by his family, and in the impact he made during his short but meaningful time on this earth.

As we mourn Cayden Callihan, we also celebrate his life. We remember the laughter, the moments of joy, the friendships, and the love he gave so freely. Though his time was brief, his presence was powerful, and his memory will remain etched in the hearts of all who knew him.

Our thoughts and prayers go out to Cayden’s family, friends, and everyone grieving this unimaginable loss. May they find strength in the memories they shared, comfort in the love that surrounds them, and peace in knowing that Cayden will never be forgotten.

Rest in peace, Cayden Callihan. Your light will continue to shine in the hearts of those who loved you. 🕊️💙

In Loving Memory of Nicholas Almeida and Elizabeth Almeida

The Fall River community is grieving after the heartbreaking and tragic loss of Nicholas Almeida, 25, and his beloved mother, Elizabeth Almeida, 54, whose lives were taken in a fatal shooting on the evening of January 30, 2026. What should have been an ordinary night turned into a devastating tragedy that has left family, friends, and neighbors in deep sorrow and disbelief.

According to Bristol County District Attorney Thomas M. Quinn III, Fall River Police responded to a 911 call around 8:05 p.m. at a residence on Barnes Street. When officers arrived, they found Nicholas and Elizabeth suffering from gunshot wounds. Despite being rushed to a local hospital, both were pronounced deceased. Their untimely passing has left an irreplaceable void in the hearts of those who knew and loved them.

Nicholas Almeida was a young man with his whole life ahead of him. At just 25 years old, he was someone many described as kind-hearted, full of potential, and deeply connected to his family. A son, a friend, and a cherished presence in his community, Nicholas was known for his warmth, laughter, and the love he showed to those around him. His life was a testament to youth, hope, and the promise of a future that was tragically cut short.

Elizabeth Almeida, a devoted mother, was the heart and strength of her family. At 54 years old, she had spent her life nurturing, supporting, and loving her son. She was a woman of resilience and compassion, someone who carried the responsibilities of motherhood with grace and determination. Her love for Nicholas was evident in everything she did, and the bond they shared was one that reflected deep care and connection. To her family and friends, Elizabeth was more than a mother—she was a source of comfort, guidance, and unwavering love.

The tragedy is compounded by the fact that the suspect, identified as 54-year-old Arlington Cole, was in a dating relationship with Elizabeth Almeida. He was located at the scene with a firearm and has been charged with two counts of Assault and Battery by Means of a Dangerous Weapon causing Serious Bodily Injury. As the Massachusetts State Police Detective Unit assigned to the Bristol County District Attorney’s Office continues to investigate alongside the Fall River Police Department, the community waits for justice while mourning the loss of two innocent lives.

This devastating event is a painful reminder of how fragile life can be and how quickly everything can change. It has shaken Fall River and touched many beyond the city, as people come together in grief, solidarity, and remembrance. Vigils, prayers, and messages of condolences continue to pour in, reflecting the impact Nicholas and Elizabeth had on those around them.

In remembering Nicholas Almeida and Elizabeth Almeida, we honor their lives, their love, and the memories they leave behind. May Nicholas be remembered for his bright spirit and the dreams he carried, and may Elizabeth be remembered for her strength, kindness, and the unconditional love she gave as a mother. Their lives mattered. Their memories will endure. And their legacy will live on in the hearts of those who loved them.

Rest in eternal peace, Nicholas and Elizabeth. You will never be forgotten.

 In Loving Memory of Briana Flowers 🕊️

With heavy hearts and profound sorrow, we remember and honor the life of Briana Flowers, a beloved mother, daughter, family member, and friend whose life was tragically taken far too soon. At just 31 years old, Briana had so much life ahead of her—so many dreams, plans, and moments left to share with those she loved, especially her precious son.

Briana was known as a devoted and loving mother. Her world revolved around her 7-year-old son, Amill McClelland, whom she loved with every part of her heart. Friends and family describe her as caring, strong, and full of love—someone who would do anything to protect and provide for her child. Her laughter, her kindness, and her nurturing spirit touched everyone around her.

In the early hours of Wednesday morning, tragedy struck in her southwest Las Vegas home. In an unimaginable and heartbreaking moment, young Amill woke up to find his mother in a life-threatening condition. With courage far beyond his years, he called 911 for help. By the time officers arrived, Briana and another man were found deceased, and authorities are investigating the case as a double homicide.

The pain of this tragedy is indescribable. No child should ever have to experience such a moment, and no family should have to endure such a loss. Briana’s life was taken violently and senselessly, leaving behind a young son who will forever carry the memory of his mother’s love, and a family and community shattered by grief.

Briana was more than a victim of a tragic crime—she was a woman with dreams, hopes, and a future. She was a mother who cherished her child, a friend who supported others, and a family member whose presence brought warmth and comfort. Her life mattered. Her story mattered. And her memory will live on in the hearts of everyone who knew her.

To Amill: though your mommy is no longer physically here, her love will always surround you. Every hug she gave, every word she spoke, every moment she shared with you will live forever in your heart. You are her greatest legacy, and her love will guide you through every step of your life.

To Briana’s family and friends: there are no words that can ease this pain. Please know that many are praying for you, grieving with you, and standing beside you in spirit. May you find comfort in memories, strength in each other, and peace in knowing that Briana’s light will never be forgotten.

This tragedy reminds us of how fragile life is and how important it is to protect one another, cherish our loved ones, and stand against violence. Briana’s life should be remembered for the love she gave, the joy she brought, and the mother she was—not for the way she died.

Rest in peace, Briana Flowers.

You were loved deeply.

You will always be remembered.

Your legacy lives on through your son and everyone who loved you.

Prayers and condolences to the Flowers family, to Amill McClelland, and to all who are mourning this heartbreaking loss

In Loving Memory of Kimari Skinner 🕊️

With profound sadness and heavy hearts, we remember and honor the life of Kimari Skinner, a beautiful young soul whose life was taken far too soon. At just 18 years old, Kimari was standing at the threshold of adulthood—full of dreams, hope, and the promise of a future that was only beginning to unfold.

Kimari was the beloved daughter of Kyndris Brooks, known to many as Kyn Brooks. She was a senior in high school, looking ahead to graduation, to new opportunities, and to the journey of becoming a mother. Just six months pregnant, Kimari carried not only her own dreams, but the promise of a new life growing within her—a child who would have known her love, her warmth, and her gentle spirit.

She had recently celebrated her 18th birthday in November, marking a milestone in her young life. That birthday symbolized growth, maturity, and a future filled with possibilities. Friends and family knew her as a young woman with a bright spirit, a kind heart, and a presence that brought light into every room. She was more than her age, more than a student, more than a headline—she was a daughter, a friend, a loved one, and a young mother-to-be whose life mattered deeply.

In the early morning hours of January 30, 2026, tragedy struck in Holmes County. Authorities responded to an incident near U.S. 51 and State Park Road before 4:30 a.m. What happened in those moments changed everything. Kimari’s life was taken violently and senselessly, leaving her family, friends, and community in shock and heartbreak.

There are no words that can fully capture the pain of losing someone so young, so full of promise, and so deeply loved. The loss of Kimari is not just the loss of an 18-year-old girl—it is the loss of a future graduate, a future mother, a future leader, and a future filled with milestones that will now live only in memory.

To her mother, Kyndris Brooks, and to her family: the world cannot begin to imagine the depth of your grief. A daughter is irreplaceable. A mother’s love is eternal. May you find strength in the love that surrounds you, comfort in the memories you shared, and peace in knowing that Kimari’s life mattered and will never be forgotten.

To her friends, classmates, and teachers: remember Kimari for her laughter, her kindness, her dreams, and her presence. Speak her name. Share her stories. Carry her memory forward in the way you live, love, and uplift others.

Kimari’s unborn child represents a future that was stolen too soon, and that loss echoes through every heart touched by this tragedy. May this moment remind us all of the fragility of life, the importance of compassion, and the urgent need to protect and cherish our young people.

Rest in peace, Kimari Skinner.

You were loved more than words can say.

You will always be remembered.

Your light will never fade.

Prayers and deepest condolences to the Skinner and Brooks families, and to all who are grieving this unimaginable loss

🕊️ In Loving Memory of Vico 🕊️

With heavy hearts and deep sorrow, we remember and honor the life of Vico, whose life was tragically taken in a fatal shooting in West Garfield Park. The pain of losing someone to violence is indescribable, and this loss has left family, friends, and the entire community in mourning.

On a quiet afternoon around 4:44 p.m., officers responded to reports of a shooting. When they arrived, they found Vico, a 38-year-old man, suffering from multiple gunshot wounds to the chest and abdomen. He was rushed to Mt. Sinai Hospital, where medical staff fought to save him. Despite their efforts, Vico was pronounced deceased. A life was taken too soon, leaving behind heartbreak, unanswered questions, and a community searching for healing.

Chicago Police have taken a 22-year-old suspect into custody, and a weapon has been recovered. Area 4 Detectives continue to investigate the circumstances surrounding this tragic incident. While justice is being pursued, nothing can replace the life that was lost or the memories that will forever remain.

Vico was more than a statistic or a headline. He was a person with a story, with people who loved him, with memories that will never fade. He was a son, a friend, a loved one, and a member of the community. His life mattered. His presence mattered. His absence will be deeply felt by those who knew him and those who loved him.

The pain of gun violence reaches far beyond the victim. It touches families, friends, neighbors, and entire communities. It leaves wounds that cannot be seen and grief that cannot be measured. In moments like this, we are reminded of how precious life is and how important it is to support one another, uplift one another, and stand together against violence.

To Vico’s family: our hearts are with you. May you find strength in each other, comfort in memories, and peace in knowing that he will never be forgotten. Words cannot take away the pain, but please know that many are praying for you and standing with you during this difficult time.

To his friends and loved ones: hold onto the moments you shared, the laughter, the conversations, the memories that made him who he was to you. Let those memories be a source of comfort and a reminder of the love that remains.

Rest in peace, Vico .

Your life mattered.

Your memory will live on.

You will never be forgotten.

Prayers and condolences to the family and all who are grieving this heartbreaking loss

🕊️ In Loving Memory of Caden Nowicki 🕊️

It is with heavy hearts and unimaginable sorrow that we remember and honor the life of Caden Nowicki, a beloved son, brother, friend, teammate, and student whose life was tragically cut short far too soon. At just 17 years old, Caden carried the light of youth, the promise of the future, and the spirit of kindness that touched everyone who had the privilege of knowing him.

Caden was a senior at Ponder High School and a star football player whose strength, dedication, and passion on the field were matched only by his character off it. He was known for his big heart, his laughter, his determination, and the way he brought people together. Whether on the football field, in the classroom, or among friends and family, Caden had a presence that made others feel seen, valued, and supported.

During the winter storm, what began as a moment of fun and adventure turned into an unthinkable tragedy. Riding in a kayak being pulled by an ATV—something meant to create memories and laughter—ended in heartbreak when the kayak veered off the road and struck a fence. Caden was thrown with devastating force. He was airlifted to the hospital, where he fought bravely for three days in the ICU. His family, friends, and community held onto hope, praying for a miracle. In the end, his young body gave everything it could.

Caden passed away, leaving behind a void that words cannot fill.

His passing comes just days after two other Texas teens lost their lives in similar circumstances, turning what should have been innocent winter fun into a painful reminder of how fragile life can be. Three young lives, full of dreams and potential, gone far too soon.

The driver and passenger of the ATV walked away physically unharmed, but no doubt carry emotional pain that will last a lifetime. This tragedy has shaken Ponder and beyond, reminding everyone of the importance of safety, awareness, and cherishing every moment with those we love.

Caden’s family shared that in just a few short days, he taught everyone around him what love, unity, and community truly mean. In the midst of grief, people have come together—supporting one another, sharing memories, and honoring the beautiful soul that Caden was. His legacy is not defined by the tragedy of his passing, but by the love he gave, the joy he shared, and the lives he touched.

To Caden’s family: there are no words that can ease this pain, but please know that you are surrounded by love, prayers, and support. Your son mattered. His life mattered. His memory will live on in every person who carries his kindness forward.

To his friends and teammates: hold onto the memories, the laughter, the moments on the field and beyond. Let Caden’s spirit inspire you to live fully, love deeply, and look out for one another.

Rest in peace, Caden Nowicki.

You will always be remembered.

You will always be loved.

Your light will never fade.

Please keep Caden’s family, friends, and the entire Ponder community in your prayers

🕊️ In Loving Memory of Tremaine Jones 🕊️

With heavy hearts and deep sorrow, we mourn the tragic passing of Tremaine Jones, 33, of Shreveport, whose life was cut short in a heartbreaking accident in the early hours of Friday, January 30, 2026. Tremaine lost his life following a single-vehicle crash on Interstate 20, where his westbound vehicle exited onto Linwood Avenue, struck an overpass column, and overturned. He was pronounced deceased at the scene.

This devastating loss has left a profound void in the hearts of his wife, children, family, friends, and everyone who had the privilege of knowing him. Tremaine was more than just a name in a report—he was a son, a husband, a father, a friend, and a loved one whose presence brought warmth, laughter, and meaning to the lives around him.

Tremaine was known for his kindness, his strength, and the love he carried for his family. To his wife, he was a partner and protector; to his children, he was a guiding light, a source of comfort, and a hero in their eyes. His family knew him as someone who cared deeply, who showed up, and who tried to make life better for those he loved. His friends will remember his personality, his stories, his humor, and the moments they shared together—moments that will now live on as cherished memories.

Life is fragile, and tragedies like this remind us how quickly everything can change. Tremaine’s passing is not just a loss for his family, but for the entire community that knew him. The pain of losing someone so suddenly is unimaginable, and the grief that follows is heavy and lasting.

PLEASE keep his wife, kids, family, and friends in your prayers. 🙏🏾

May God surround them with strength, comfort, and peace during this incredibly difficult time. May they find solace in the love and support of those around them and in the memories that will forever keep Tremaine alive in their hearts.

Though he is gone from this world, Tremaine’s spirit, love, and legacy will never be forgotten. His life mattered. His love mattered. His presence mattered. And his memory will continue to live on through the people who loved him most.

Rest in peace, Tremaine Jones. 🕊️

You will always be remembered, always loved, and deeply missed.