Visitor Charged In East Halls Trespassing, Held On $100,000 Bail
A visitor was charged with trespassing, underage drinking, and possessing a fake ID after an incident in East Halls early Saturday morning.
Penn State Police Chief Tyrone Parham said Jacob Mark Aboodi of Scarsdale, New York had a verbal argument with a female student in Brumbaugh Hall. The student asked Aboodi to leave and not come back to the residence hall after the argument.
Aboodi returned to Brumbaugh Hall a few hours later and was found knocking on doors in the residence hall when police arrested him. His bail was set at $20,000.
He is facing multiple charges stemming from the incident — one count of criminal trespassing, one count of possessing a fake ID, and one count of underage drinking, according to a court document.
Aboodi was also charged with one count of possession of a controlled substance/contraband by an inmate and one count of possessing a controlled substance by a person who is not registered after arriving at the State Correctional Institution at Rockview. His bail for the additional charges was set at $100,000. Aboodi posted bail for both of the incidents Saturday.
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