Millennials have no morals: What I learned from the murder of Phil Masterson

In the fall of 2011, my friend’s body was found in a wooded area on a Lake Erie island, covered in a tarp and missing his clothes. But what happened to him was no mystery.

Georgeanne Masterson’s favorite picture of her son.

I’ll never forget the phone call I answered, mid-morning on a weekday, in the fall of 2011. It was the day after Labor Day, and I’d spent the weekend trying to…