Dedicated to my wife of 19 years 4
months and 4 days
Who left me ALL ALONE on
6-16-2009 at
the age of 56
I'll never stop loving you, Judy
J.P. would have been 22 years old on 1-6-2009
AND I MISS HIM EVERY DAY OF MY SAD, PATHETIC
LIFE!
J.P. you're still a child in my head
You haven't walked yet
Your first words have yet to be said
But I swear you'll be blessed
I know you're still just a drifting dream
your eyes might be blue or green
But the bluest eyes that I've ever seen
Anyway you'll be blessed
And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You'll be blessed
I need you before I'm too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
Before I'm old and fall,
I'll always love you my blessed, James Paul
Randy & Judy
6-3-2009
Judy and I went to
see one of my favorite Country Singers
Click
herefor the instrumental tribute to JP called Gone
But Not Forgotten written by JP, Tim, Will and Joe. before he left us, and recorded after he left us.
It was played at his funeral.
It is THE most beautiful and sad song I have
ever heard in my 30 years of life.
As time goes on we will make this site
MUCH bigger and
MUCH better, one step at a
time.
So bookmark this site, tell everybody about this site
and check back often.
We are going to have plenty of pictures,
a place where the local bands can share their music,
and where the people of East Prairie can come
and remember one of the brightest,
and most missed young men, East Prairie has ever
had the PRIVILEGE to be around for 17 wonderful years.
Most of all a place where we can preserve,
respect and discuss the memory of
James Paul Bramlett
who passed away on September 30th 2004,
at the young age of 17, from injury's sustained in
an automobile accident that was caused by sheer ignorance
And it's one two three
What are we fighting for
Don't ask me, I don't give a FAK
Next stop is IRAQ
And it's five six seven
Open up the Pearly Gates
There ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopie--we're all gonna die