Avis Baker story
A tragic Heart breaking Story of one of my closest friends Avis A girl who's story should be shared and fondly remembered.
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
IN THE ARMS OF AN ANGEL by Sarah mcLachlan
Something you should know about Angel Lyrics
Title: Sarah McLachlan - Angel lyrics
Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Elizabeth Sexton
On Sunday, April 18th, Avis's mother, Elizabeth, passed away. We do not yet know the offical cause of her death. I can tell you this, grief can kill the soul as well as the body and I know Elizabeth grieved everyday for Avis. We will miss our dear friend but take comfort in knowing she is with Avis now and at peace. God bless you Elizabeth.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
IN MEMORY OF AVIS BAKER - BROWN
RIP AVIS BAKER-BROWN
APRIL 3,1980-OCTOBER 18,2008
I MISS YOU MY FRIEND
I miss you more than words can say,
I think of you each single day,
I love you like my sister and friend,
I'll always love you til the end,
The more i think, the more i weep,
at least i have memories to keep,
I know we'll meet again soon enough,
but i can't wait cos this is tough,
every time i see a pretty flower,
i think of you then my eyes shower,
every time i take out my photo pile,
i look at you and me and i smile,
all the memories i hold in my heart,
no need to miss you, we're not apart.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
And Her Mother Cried
Broken home, shattered dreams
Sure looks like a murder scene.
A mother cries as her daughter dies.
My God what have you done?
A friend is lost, a young Mother is gone
And there are the blood stains on his hands.
What lies beneath, what lies between
Not everything is what it seems.
What happened to the happy couple they use to be
Beneath the fake smiles there were tears that ran miles
A funeral was held without a care.
How much more can anyone bare.
Anger spills and fights everywhere
In the end will Justice prevail.
Who will be there for her children?
Who will hold them now?
Reading bed time stories and fairy tales,
And playing Santa at Christmas time.
A trial was held, lies were told by some
Thank God the Judge was wise and stern.
Many cried and many cheered
When he got 60 years.
But who will love her children.
Sure looks like a murder scene.
A mother cries as her daughter dies.
My God what have you done?
A friend is lost, a young Mother is gone
And there are the blood stains on his hands.
What lies beneath, what lies between
Not everything is what it seems.
What happened to the happy couple they use to be
Beneath the fake smiles there were tears that ran miles
A funeral was held without a care.
How much more can anyone bare.
Anger spills and fights everywhere
In the end will Justice prevail.
Who will be there for her children?
Who will hold them now?
Reading bed time stories and fairy tales,
And playing Santa at Christmas time.
A trial was held, lies were told by some
Thank God the Judge was wise and stern.
Many cried and many cheered
When he got 60 years.
But who will love her children.
Justice was served today in Hunt County
Tonight we can sleep. Justice has been served. The DA handling this case did an awesome job and we all thank him. In court today Judge Beacom sentenced James Brown to 60 years in TDC for the murder of Avis Baker Brown. My Mother and I testified in court about the kind of person Avis was. James's family testified that he was very loving and such a good person. They claimed they never saw any violence towards Avis or the children bah bah bah and how he was now right with God. James, his attorney and family were asking the Judge to give James probation because he was sober now and right with God. They lied threw their teeth. So while his family was saying James was wonderful and loves his children, the judge was not being effected by their testimony. He sentenced James Brown to 60 years in TDC for the murder of Avis Baker Brown. He will not come up for parole until he has served 30 years. So listen up men! Here in Hunt County, if you beat and abuse your women and children you will pay. You will pay with a chunk of your life being spent in prison. If you kill the women or children in Hunt County you will spend the majority of the rest of your life in prison for that crime. Hunt County will not tolerate women and children being abused. You will not get away with it. At some point you will be caught and arrested. At long last Avis can now rest in peace. Her children can grow up safe from their father's abuse. And we can all try to finish living our lives the best we can. I hope that those who are in the lives of Avis's children will keep Avis's memory alive for Starr, Jimmmy III and Ali, who was named Alicia after me. Thank you Judge Beacom and thank you DA Alton.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Avis Baker Brown - Gone from us but not forgotten
I first met Avis when we were in middle school. She was close friends with my best friend, Laci. Avis was a petite blond haired girl who always had a smile on her face and never had a mean bone in her body. She was also very pretty and the boys all loved her as much as she loved all the boys. Avis, Laci and I spent many days and nights at my home or one of their homes. We would do our hair and make up, take bad photos of ourselves, play runway model and also sneak out to meet the boys. Where ever Avis was, there too were all the boys, so naturally Laci and I loved hangin with Avis. We should have known then that Avis would not be long on this earth. She lived her life to the fullest with no regrets. Lessons lived and learned was her motto. She loved to have fun and was always fun to be around. I think she would have been right at home if she had been a teenager in the 60's during the time of free love and abandonment. A butterfly is how I see our friend Avis. Totally free and flying from one place to the other stopping at each flower. To know Avis, was to love Avis.
She married a guy named James Brown. Nope, not the God Father of Soul. This James Brown is the devil himself. A man with no soul for he pulled Avis's wings off her back and grounded her to a life where he controlled every move she made and every breath she took. A monster, a child abuser and a wife abuser. How do I know this ? Well, for one, Avis told me. She also told me she was going to get out, taking her children and moving with her Mother to get far away from James Brown, devil himself. She didn't get her belongings out of his house fast enough. On Saturday night at 8 pm October 18th, 2008, Avis died. Shot to death by her husband, James Brown. I will relate to you her story as to what happened the best I can.
She married a guy named James Brown. Nope, not the God Father of Soul. This James Brown is the devil himself. A man with no soul for he pulled Avis's wings off her back and grounded her to a life where he controlled every move she made and every breath she took. A monster, a child abuser and a wife abuser. How do I know this ? Well, for one, Avis told me. She also told me she was going to get out, taking her children and moving with her Mother to get far away from James Brown, devil himself. She didn't get her belongings out of his house fast enough. On Saturday night at 8 pm October 18th, 2008, Avis died. Shot to death by her husband, James Brown. I will relate to you her story as to what happened the best I can.
It was nearly 8 pm when Avis's 8 year old son was playing with a toy truck when he accidentally hit his father in the head with the toy. This enraged James who grabbed the boy by his jaw. Avis saw this and ran to intervene to protect her son. They were shouting and fighting and James beat Avis yet again. Then James pulled out his 410 shotgun and shot Avis dead right there in their home in front of their son. He shot her once in the chest and to make sure she was dead he shot her a second time in the stomach. Avis was gone. The Hunt County Sheriffs were called to the home. James Brown told the sheriffs that he thought he heard an intruder and so he shot at who he thought was the intruder but it was his wife by mistake. That lying toad ! He had been beating her as they went from one end of the house to the other. The proof of that is in all the broken objects and turned over funtiure. Other witnesses told the officers that the couple had been having a loud argument just before the gun went off. At some point the boy talked to the investigators and told them the truth as to what really happened. His Father shot and killed his Mother right in front of him and his sister! James Brown was arrested and charged with murder in the death of his wife, Avis Baker Brown. She was only 28 years old.
The light that shone so brightly suddenly and forever went out.
Earlier this month James Brown plead guilty to the charge of murder in his wife's death at the pre trial just a couple of days before his jury trial was to begin. He is scheduled to be sentenced in the Hunt County Court House on July 23rd. That hearing was re set for August 3rd and has been re set yet again. Brown is facing 5 to 99 years in prison.
Hardly anyone knew what had happened to Avis. Small articles had been in the Greenville Hearld Banner but had been over looked by Avis's friends. I was told Friday night by Avis's ex Step Father's wife, who had been left a message by Avis's Mother back in March. A message they had only recently gotten because they had been out of town all this time.
NONE OF AVIS'S FRIENDS KNEW WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO AVIS !!!!
NO ONE WAS THERE TO CRY FOR HER WHEN SHE DIED !!!!
For all those who knew and loved Avis or just liked Avis, please come to the sentencing of James Brown on July 23rd at the Hunt County Court House. We do not want this creep to get off with a light sentence. We must show our support for Avis and all ask the judge to please give James Brown the maximum sentence of 99 years in prison !! We were not there for Avis when she died but we can be there for her when her killer is sentenced. For Avis we all need to do this. For the pretty young girl who always had a smile for everyone she met.
Avis left behind her Mother, Elizabeth, a daughter, Starr, her son , Jimmie and another daughter, Ali. To Avis her children were her life and she loved them with all her heart. Her Mother was also her closest friend who was always there for her.
Elizabeth, we send to you our love and our sincerest sympathy for your loss.
We love you Avis !!!
Alicia Murley
Please share your memories, photos and thoughts of Avis with us on this blog. We would love to see them. We plan on printing the comments off and giving them to Avis's Mother.
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