Through a situation with a female, I got into some other mess later down the line with a guy. And through the whole ordeal, there was an altercation, and I shot him. And, it was the craziest thing in the world 'cause I went from being “the man” to “the scum of the earth.” Not many people have probably been down that road before, but it's the kind of thing that is going to make you or break you. Add on to that all the other stuff I was dealing with – It was tough. Who do you turn to?
During the altercation I was hit with brass knuckles and incurred some head injuries in the process – I needed to go to the doctor. Can you imagine being in your hometown, being the "man" in your hometown, and then going to a doctor who refers you to another doctor, and once you get to that doctor’s office, because your name is being plastered on the news, the doctor refuses to see you? I couldn’t believe it, I thought he was lying. I thought it was against the law to refuse somebody. He refused me. He was a neurologist, and he was the only one in the city, and he refused to see me.
So, I had my court case going on that I’m dealing with, and I was trying to get medical attention, and nobody would see me. Then I remembered, just two months before, I had met these people down in New Orleans, at Tulane, and they seemed pretty cool. They seemed like family. And I remember thinking, "Should I call them?"
And for like a couple of weeks I was nervous, I was scared, nobody knows the real story, everybody thinks I’m guilty, nobody knows what's going to happen. They just know what they heard, what they read in the newspapers. So, I prayed and prayed on it. I asked God for direction, and one morning I woke up and I said, "I’m calling Dr. Stewart. I’m just going to talk to them and ask them." And I called Dr. Stewart and told him my situation, and he said, "Brandon, whatever we’re going to do, we are going to do it to help you. We don’t care about your outside troubles, we only care about you." And I’ll never forget that, because during that conversation tears ran down my eyes. The Trust and Dr. Stewart were there when no one else was. They never judged me, and when the grand jury dismissed the case they knew they had done the right thing.