Hi my name is Stacy I lost my sister in 2001 to her husband … Over time he was abusing her she failed to let others know how bad it was only let us know what was on the surface. If I knew what I found out after the trial I would of done stuff different. They have/had two children at that time they were four and one and a half, that morning she called said she was sorry for the night before cause it was bad weather and we could not get up there cause of the bad weather. She told us how much she loved us and how she was sorry I told her she has nothing to be sorry about and I will talk to her during the day. Well my day got busy and I was unable to call and my mother tried to call about 10 a.m. but was told she was in the tub, in my mom’s head she was thinking ok so bring her the phone but all he said was I will tell her you called and after that her day got busy also. Now keep in mind the one and a half was in the house the whole time ok … at 4 p.m. my mom got the call she was on the floor when he came back from a walk with the dog now the thought is did the one and a half go on the walk or was she home? I got home and called my mom and all she told me is she was at the hospital and will call me later, bammm I knew something was wrong but I didn’t know which one she was at. From what I was told she DIED in the morning and was on the kitchen floor after 4 p.m. RIG was setting into certain areas of her body. But he was slick a rooky cop came to the house so he was able to get him to help get her out of the house and on the EMS gurney … when she got to the hospital they saw the Rig and said this is a murder case WHY was she taken out of the house (the cop was screwed). All because he said she was fine before he went for that walk. What kills my mind is she on the floor looking for help and the kitchen phone was taken off the wall and bamm she dies and there is my niece in the house going to her mommy who will never wake up again, that is sick to think about but that is what he did. When all was going through the trial over thirty-five ribs broken and healed and healing and it was a blow to the area below the check that killed her basically he stamped on her. He was 6’2” and she was 5’2”. I still have trouble moving on I know she was wanting to leave cause I took her to get what she needed but he found it no matter where she hid it. He was a high school sweetheart that she married at age thirty-four her life was taken away from her all because she wanted to SAVE her marriage and thinking all was her fault when it wasn’t. She had a HEART OF GOLD and loved life and her children they meant the world to her. I know she watches over me cause when I am looking for a answer she finds a way to answer me with things in my life … I wish there was a sight to create for candles for people who are gone and you would see that person’s name flickering in the sight over a candle … THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME … Again it is so hard for me to move forward … I miss her—BY THE WAY THE PICTURE YOU SEE IS A PICTURE OF MY SISTER …
