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MR. LEIUTENANT, THE PHONE CALL FROM PAUL WILSON WASN'T THE ONLY MISTAKE YOU ALL MADE.

WE FOUND MORE.

MR. LEIUTENANT, YOU ARE INVOLVED IN THE MURDER OF MY SON AND I HAVE PLENTY OF PROOF NOW.

ALL YOU CORRUPTED "LAW OFFICIALS" IN RUSSELL COUNTY CAN KEEP COVERING UP EVIDENCE, BUT, JUST TO LET YOU KNOW, YOU DIDN'T DO A VERY GOOD JOB OF IT!  NEITHER DID YOUR LITTLE FRIEND, THE MOTHER OF THE BOY MURDERED WITH MY SON, YOU KNOW....THE MOTHER THAT NEVER SEARCHED FOR HER SON.

RJ (just turned 18) and another boy

(17 year old Mack) were brutally murdered.

The District attorney stated in his closing

argument that RJ was murdered because the

murderer was jealous of Mack's relationship with

the murderer's girlfriend so he wanted to kill Mack

and he had to kill RJ because RJ was there and

he would have been a witness. 

Our son is dead because of

Mack Creamer and Jarren Allen!!!!!

MY IMPACT STATEMENT

(RJ's Mother)

Wednesday
February 27, 2007

The best things that ever happened in my life were my 2 children. God blessed me with 2 wonderful children. RJ was such a sweet child with a very big heart of gold and the most beautiful blue eyes. His heart of gold grew with him. He was such a compassionate young man, who cared so much for others, and gave so freely of himself to others. RJ was the glue that held this family together. RJ was the one that filled our home and hearts with laughter, with his crazy and warm sense of humor, he was always laughing, and if you were around him for a moment, he would make sure that you were laughing too.

RJ was unique, he wasn’t an average boy. He had wisdom that was so far beyond his years. He seemed to know so much for such a young mind, he held an amazing knowledge that never failed to surprise his daddy and I, as well as his friends and his teachers. He went from 7th grade straight to 9th grade. He continued to amaze his teachers with his knowledge all through school. RJ wizzed through geometry and trigonometry so fast, and had no problem at all with calculus, to the point that he had to help the teachers sometimes.

RJ’s true passion was music. He played acoustic and electric guitar, piano, keyboard and drums. He was a self taught musician, he could play by ear, and also he could read music, if he heard it, he could play it. RJ’s heart and soul was in his music. He composed, mastered and produced music from his studio on our home. It was his dream to be a record producer from the time he was about 12 years old. He loved to play any kind of music, but he always said he enjoyed playing classical music the most, because it was the only music that was a challenge to play. I miss him coming into the kitchen while I was cooking and saying “Mama, listen to my new riff on the guitar” as he would sit on the barstool with his acoustic and start strumming away, his playing was so beautiful that I would stop in my tracks just to listen to it. I miss him sitting at the piano in the living room saying “Mama, listen to me play Fur Elise” and the beautiful sounds of his music was so soothing to my soul.

RJ was raised in Church and he loved God with all his heart and soul. RJ was very intrigued by the Bible, the creation of earth, and the afterlife and eternity of the soul. He often talked with me about all these things. He was always reading the Bible and researching all the mysteries of life, death, and the afterlife. He did a timeline of the Bible when he was 17, not very long before he was so brutally murdered. RJ was a very spiritual person. I will never forget how he told me…”Mama, If God showed us the mysteries that lie beyond the veil, while we are in our physical bodies, we would not have the mental capacity to understand and it would most likely scare us, but when our soul leaves our physical body it is then and only then that we can fully understand, and that is when God will lift the veil, so we can see clearly.” Those words came out of RJ’s mouth at 17 years of age.

RJ would never hurt anyone, he loved to help people. He was a peacemaker, he wanted everyone to get along. But he wasn’t afraid of anyone. He didn’t start trouble, but he didn’t take it either. RJ was never in trouble in his life, he’s never been in trouble with the law in any way at all, not even a traffic ticket. RJ was a good person with morals and values. He appreciated life, and he respected life. He loved animals and never mistreated an animal a day in his life, he respected all forms of life, because we are all God’s creatures. RJ had a quote that he said many times…..”I would rather die like a man than to live like a punk.” He did die like a man !!!

You robbed my son of his life, and all his hopes and dreams. You robbed me of my son, you robbed my husband of his son and you robbed Jake of his big brother that he always looked up to, and followed in his footsteps. RJ and his brother never fought, they have always been very close.
Our family will never be whole again.

We no longer celebrate Christmas because it hurts too much. I can no longer look at my son and tell him “Happy Birthday”, I have to go to a grave on his birthday. On Mother’s day all I can do is cry, because my first born child is no longer with me. I miss RJ with all my heart and soul. I miss everything about him, his blue eyes, his beautiful smile, his great big dimples when he smiled, his beautiful voice, his crazy sense of humor, that contagious laughter that was music to my ears and always echoed in our home. The most beautiful sound to a mother is the laughter of her children. I miss everything about RJ, but what I miss the most is the big old bear hugs he gave me and hearing him say “I love you Mama”. I have always been close to both my boys, I hug them many many times everyday and always tell them how much I love them.

RJ would not hurt anyone, and if you knew him, you could never have done that to him.
Not only did you kill my son, you brutally killed him, but you are a coward because you shot him in the back of the head, you executed my son. RJ would have beat your ass all over those woods because a coward he WAS NOT.

Not only did you cowardly kill my son, you left him in ditch to rot. My son had no eyes, no nose, no ears, every bone in his skull was fractured as well as both jaw bones were broken..

I know for a fact that my son would not touch that scavenger girlfriend of yours with a 10 foot pole. Look at her!!! My son don’t want that, he would probably run away from her, LOOK AT HER!!! RJ Davis would not EVER touch her!! He wouldn’t be mean to her, but he sure didn’t want HER! Just like he wouldn’t ride with you in that jeep down to Briar Creek and leave his truck parked at that scavenger trailer park.

What you did was totally uncalled for. You are a worthless piece of garbage. Not only did you kill my son, you assisted in the search for him and continued to lie in my face, even after I asked you not once, but twice….“Did you hurt my son?”

Don’t ever think for one moment that I did you a favor by agreeing to "life without", that’s what I wanted for you in the beginning, because life without is more punishment then the death penalty. Why should you get the death penalty and know the exact hour and the way that you will die?. My son didn’t get that choice and neither should you. Why should you have a choice, RJ didn’t. If he did he would not have chose to have his brains beaten out, and left in a ditch to rot. At least this way you don’t know the hour or the way in which you will die.

But the coward that you are , you will most likely commit suicide while incarcerated. Because you are not man enough to take what is coming to you. God sees all and knows all. Genesis 9:6 says “Whoever sheds mans blood, by man shall his blood be shed.” Your blood will be shed by man. I firmly believe what goes around comes around, and you will be paid back tenfold for what you did to my son. You showed no mercy to my child and the inmates in the prison will show none to you. You didn’t care about my son, the inmates don’t care about you. You’ve been getting your beatings at the jail, but the jail is a picnic compared to where you are going now. You are stepping off the porch from the puppies and you are going to pen with the big dogs now. And they have nothing to lose. You are nothing to them except a fresh piece of meat. Prison is HELL on earth.


I hope you live to 150 years old in prison, I hope you are tortured every day. You think you are bad and tough, well now you are going to meet people who ARE bad and tough.

You show no remorse for what you did to my son, you even brag about it in the jail.
You think your little teardrop tattoos will intimidate someone, NOT HARDLY!! You better hope the Crypts and the Bloods don’t carve that little tattoo off your cheek for you when you get to the big house, they might be a little pissed off because you have it on the wrong side.

What are you hiding? And who are you so scared of? You can’t even make up your mind why you killed my son. First it was an accident, then it was robbery, then it was jealousy. YOU can’t seem to make up your mind which story you wish to go with. WHY did you go have a “discussion” with the Gee boys at the boat ramp at Briar Creek the DAY before my son was murdered? You said it on your video taped confession. And the phone call that you made from my husbands cell phone while “assisting in our search” was one of your biggest mistakes. Why DID you call the home phone # of Lt. Steve Osteen the night before my son was found dead??? Didn’t you know, all cell phones show the calls on the bills?? Just why would you have to call the LT.’s home??? No one else can seem to find an answer to that question so maybe you can tell me. And maybe you can tell me what you and Jarren and the Gee boys REALLY did with my son’s cell phone, and which one of you were using that phone the next day, since nobody seems to want to investigate these things because the “state of Alabama is low on funds”. You have lied, Jarren Allen lied, your little Gee boys lied. What or who are you scared of????? Jarren Allen, Gee boys, who Paul who are you so afraid of? You couldn’t even get your story straight during your confession. And now you can’t seem to make up your mind why you killed my son.

Paul Wilson….I HOPE YOU ARE LOVED TO DEATH BY MANY MEN IN PRISON.

May you rot in hell!!!