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It wasn't supposed to end this way
Friday, April 14, 2006
By LAWRENCE AARON
RECORD COLUMNIST
WEDDINGS AND FUNERALS. That's when you can count on seeing your kinfolks. The last time Emil Mann's brothers and sisters were all together was a wedding in November. His eldest brother's son Jamie got married.
They'll be together again for Emil's funeral. It's scheduled for this morning. The father of three young boys died Monday, nine days after a state park police officer shot him.
This was a senseless shooting in the midst of a confrontation over the use of all-terrain vehicles on park land. If investigators conclude that officer Chad Walder's use of deadly force was improper, criminal charges should be filed against him.
Renowned New York lawyer Barry Scheck and others working for the Mann family are looking into potential civil rights violations. "It's a bias crime," said Glenda Mann, Emil's sister.
Clouded by conflicting information and controversy, the incident pushes the reclusive Ramapough Mountain Indians of Stag Hill into a harsh spotlight they'd much rather have avoided. For ages, Ramapoughs met outright hostility from the surrounding communities. Mutual antagonism lingers.
Stag Hill was thought of as a forbidding place, and its residents so fierce that if you went up the hill, you wouldn't come back. More than a hint of that reputation lingers, long after the concentration of Ramapough homes on the hill has been peppered with expensive new construction by outsiders.
Straight out of the Waltons is Glenda's description of growing up on the mountain in a family of four boys and seven girls.
Not far from the Manns' former Stag Hill homestead is the clearing where the shooting took place. The area -- accessible only by hiking over pitted paths punctuated by puddles deep enough to drown a sedan, but challenging enough to satisfy an off-road vehicle's yearning for road conquest -- was a well-known meeting place to maintain old neighborhood ties. The gatherings have gone on for years.
The state attorney general's staff investigating the incident needs to pin down what provoked the first encounter with police to spin out of control that Saturday. Why didn't park police simply issue summonses?
Walder shouldn't be free to enjoy paid leave along with three other officers awaiting the outcome of the investigation, Emil's family believes.
"I would like to see justice," Morris Mann said. "I would like to see him [Walder] in jail right now. But they won't do that because he wears a badge."
Emil Mann, 45, moved away long ago to raise his own family in Monroe, up Route 17 in Orange County, N.Y., but returned on and off to hang out at the remote clearing, part of an abandoned goat farm.
Although smashed beer cans, refuse, and police Day-Glo crime scene markings mar the scene, it was so peaceful on a recent weekday afternoon that you could almost hear the barren branches straining to push out leaf buds.
One tree with a big wet stain of sap weeping out of a bullet wound is where Emil fell after being shot nearly two weeks ago.
"Once the funeral is over, I want to go back there," says Morris, 58, the take-charge brother with too many difficult decisions to make. "I want to put a cross there." The brothers often hiked back there as kids.
"Will the casket be opened or closed?" asks Deborah, the quiet sister preparing her tribute to Emil. She compares losing Emil to losing "the twinkle of a star fallen from the sky... He's a star in our hearts," she wrote.
Emil was the 10th of his parents' 11 children.
Morris was the firstborn. The hardest thing they had to do was tell their 80-year-old dad that Emil didn't pull through.
Death is no stranger to either Morris III or his father, Morris Jr . Both saw combat -- the father in War II, the son as a teenage soldier in Vietnam.
But no one ever dreamt they'd be burying any of the siblings so soon. No one expected Emil would go first.
"When Morris was drafted to go to Vietnam, I watched my mom and dad turn gray," said Glenda as several of the Manns took a breather from funeral planning Wednesday. "I watched them age because of the way they worried about him."
Morris came back in one piece in 1969, just in time to see his two baby brothers Emil and Jake become teenagers.
They were 11 kids growing up in a crowded house. All survived to adulthood.
Emil's life wasn't supposed to end this way at 45.
Record Columnist Lawrence Aaron can be contacted at aaron@northjersey.com. Send comments about this article to The Record at oped@northjersey.com.
Friday, April 14, 2006
By LAWRENCE AARON
RECORD COLUMNIST
WEDDINGS AND FUNERALS. That's when you can count on seeing your kinfolks. The last time Emil Mann's brothers and sisters were all together was a wedding in November. His eldest brother's son Jamie got married.
They'll be together again for Emil's funeral. It's scheduled for this morning. The father of three young boys died Monday, nine days after a state park police officer shot him.
This was a senseless shooting in the midst of a confrontation over the use of all-terrain vehicles on park land. If investigators conclude that officer Chad Walder's use of deadly force was improper, criminal charges should be filed against him.
Renowned New York lawyer Barry Scheck and others working for the Mann family are looking into potential civil rights violations. "It's a bias crime," said Glenda Mann, Emil's sister.
Clouded by conflicting information and controversy, the incident pushes the reclusive Ramapough Mountain Indians of Stag Hill into a harsh spotlight they'd much rather have avoided. For ages, Ramapoughs met outright hostility from the surrounding communities. Mutual antagonism lingers.
Stag Hill was thought of as a forbidding place, and its residents so fierce that if you went up the hill, you wouldn't come back. More than a hint of that reputation lingers, long after the concentration of Ramapough homes on the hill has been peppered with expensive new construction by outsiders.
Straight out of the Waltons is Glenda's description of growing up on the mountain in a family of four boys and seven girls.
Not far from the Manns' former Stag Hill homestead is the clearing where the shooting took place. The area -- accessible only by hiking over pitted paths punctuated by puddles deep enough to drown a sedan, but challenging enough to satisfy an off-road vehicle's yearning for road conquest -- was a well-known meeting place to maintain old neighborhood ties. The gatherings have gone on for years.
The state attorney general's staff investigating the incident needs to pin down what provoked the first encounter with police to spin out of control that Saturday. Why didn't park police simply issue summonses?
Walder shouldn't be free to enjoy paid leave along with three other officers awaiting the outcome of the investigation, Emil's family believes.
"I would like to see justice," Morris Mann said. "I would like to see him [Walder] in jail right now. But they won't do that because he wears a badge."
Emil Mann, 45, moved away long ago to raise his own family in Monroe, up Route 17 in Orange County, N.Y., but returned on and off to hang out at the remote clearing, part of an abandoned goat farm.
Although smashed beer cans, refuse, and police Day-Glo crime scene markings mar the scene, it was so peaceful on a recent weekday afternoon that you could almost hear the barren branches straining to push out leaf buds.
One tree with a big wet stain of sap weeping out of a bullet wound is where Emil fell after being shot nearly two weeks ago.
"Once the funeral is over, I want to go back there," says Morris, 58, the take-charge brother with too many difficult decisions to make. "I want to put a cross there." The brothers often hiked back there as kids.
"Will the casket be opened or closed?" asks Deborah, the quiet sister preparing her tribute to Emil. She compares losing Emil to losing "the twinkle of a star fallen from the sky... He's a star in our hearts," she wrote.
Emil was the 10th of his parents' 11 children.
Morris was the firstborn. The hardest thing they had to do was tell their 80-year-old dad that Emil didn't pull through.
Death is no stranger to either Morris III or his father, Morris Jr . Both saw combat -- the father in War II, the son as a teenage soldier in Vietnam.
But no one ever dreamt they'd be burying any of the siblings so soon. No one expected Emil would go first.
"When Morris was drafted to go to Vietnam, I watched my mom and dad turn gray," said Glenda as several of the Manns took a breather from funeral planning Wednesday. "I watched them age because of the way they worried about him."
Morris came back in one piece in 1969, just in time to see his two baby brothers Emil and Jake become teenagers.
They were 11 kids growing up in a crowded house. All survived to adulthood.
Emil's life wasn't supposed to end this way at 45.
Record Columnist Lawrence Aaron can be contacted at aaron@northjersey.com. Send comments about this article to The Record at oped@northjersey.com.