Posted on 10/16/2013 2:30:41 AM PDT by Libloather
ABERDEEN, MD (WJZ/CNN) – Police in Maryland arrested a suspect who allegedly tried to carjack the mother of baseball Hall of Famer Cal Ripken, Jr.
The incident occurred on Tuesday outside of a bank in Aberdeen, MD, north of Baltimore.
Police say a man with a handgun approached 75-year-old Violet Ripken and demanded her car.
Ripken pressed the panic button her key ring, setting off the car's alarm and scaring the man away. He was later captured by police.
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And I thought I had bad luck.
And would not be surprised if the crooks know who she is...and who her kids are...esp when a baseball league is named after one of them
Maryland is a Gun Control Nazi state also. In a Gun friendly state she could cap the jacker
I thought this story sounded familiar. Hmmmm. Glad she’s OK.
Time to move out of that state. And into one where you can shoot your attackers.
Car jacking is sooo 1990’s.
You are an idiot if you do it today.
First of all, a lot of cars have gps. That means if you steal a car, the owner knows exactly where you are. Second, all the car electronics talk to each other and use passwords. That is if you steal a radio and put it in an identical car, it will not work because the car knows it is the wrong radio using the wrong password.
Third, a lot of cars can be disabled by remote control.
Cal needs to move mom to a better area. Then get her a gun.
Agree. I suspect she, like my own elderly mother, refuses to see the danger, and change her circumstances. Life comes full circle. It’s hard for folks to accept, but those places, people, and things that were a threat to you at age five, return at age 75.
Cal Ripkin moved to a rural area in Maryland, and is leading a quiet life. However, there is not a lot going on up there, economically. Maybe robbing Mrs. Ripkin is the only game in town.
This reminds me of a situation in my parish church, back in the early 90s...
Our parish priest was mugged on the street outside the rectory in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, and managed to fight off his attackers. A few weeks later, he was the victim of a push-in robbery in the Rectory itself, and again, he managed to fight off his attackers.
He gained quite a bit of notariety as a result of these attacks, and even wound up on the front page of the New York Post and New York Daily News. He was a great priest and a mild mannered guy, so nobody could figure out why all this was happening to Father Chester.
Well, the police caught one of the Rectory Robbers, and he told the police that it was not so much a robbery as a drug deal gone bad. A few days later, the police raided the Rectory and caught Father Chester, crack pipe in hand, as he was composing his Sunday sermon.
Needless to say, everybody in the congregation was shocked, except for the Warden and a couple of other old-timers, who said they saw this coming. Moral of the story is that sometimes it is bad luck, and sometimes the victim is doing something to bring this on himself.
An attempted kidnapping and a carjacking is a pretty weird pattern of crime.
Fourth, hundreds of thousands of people are now packing a pistol in their car, in their purse, or on their person.
I’m pretty sure Violet Ripken isn’t a crack dealer.
The Ripkens are a stubborn lot. I coached little league with Cal’s brother Fred and have met all of them and have spent time in their house (helluva a lot of memorabilia). Vi lives in the same house that she raised her family in. She won’t move. Though, you’d think at this point they’d hire a body guard, since it is illegal to defend yourself in Murderland.
Smart woman. She did exactly what she should have done by reflex action.
If it had happened to me I would simply have another reflex action: Reaching down to the pouch in my truck door and pulling out my 9mm buddy.
Being intelligent, it’s always loaded with the clip (none in the chamber) and does not have a trigger lock (so that you can actually use it in a rapid response emergency) and it is not locked in the glove box. It’s simply there, ready to use within a micro-second, not minutes.
Also, by being an “old fart” I would shoot him right in the face and claim that I was afraid of my life being taken since I was “old and feeble” and could not protect myself against that “brute” and might be killed. A good story to keep in mind even though I am tough as nails and physically can beat the stuffing out of most anyone.
Cal needs to get Mom 24/7 security. She is way too popular with criminals.
I was pretty surprised to find out about Father Chester, as well... Anyway, Fr. Chester was not so much a dealer as a user. He still got robbed, though, for the crack he had on hand for personal use.
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