``There were times when Ms. Jones fed her children food that neighbors had given her. Once, a neighbor recalled, Ms. Jones divided a gyro sandwich in fourths to make a meal for her and her three oldest children. “If you offered, she would take it, but she never asked anyone for anything,” Ms. Fleming said.
Ms. Jones had been looking for a way to get ahead, and in June, she enrolled at the Cosmetology Career School of New York on Staten Island, hoping to get a beautician’s license.
On Friday, some of Ms. Jones’s family from Washington arrived on Nicholas Avenue, driving up to get a glimpse of the scene. Jermaine’s paternal grandmother, Patty Hassock, 52, said, “Since the baby was born, we never heard anything from her.”
As the day went by, people stopped by the fire scene — neighbors, relatives and strangers. A man knelt on the sidewalk and sobbed as he prayed for a family he had never met. A woman left a candle and a Teddy bear on the street, then walked away.
Ms. Jones’s mother, Marcia Anderson, had also driven from Washington along with her sons and Ms. Scott. Despite the warm day, Ms. Anderson shivered as she walked away from the house. “There’s nothing left for me here,” she said, and then she walked back to the car, asking her children to take her away.''
Taken from the NYT.
The boy seems to have burned the apartment where they lived.
Sad :(
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