Long Live Daryus “DB” Bryant- #2
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The Final Prom
My brother called me Saturday afternoon asking me if was coming to the gym to capture some pictures before DB left for the prom; I’ve been so busy that I didn’t even know prom was that day. I told him, I wished that I had known earlier, I would’ve made plans to come (I was currently at work; and had went on my day off). When I got off the phone, I started thinking; this is my nephew’s prom day; this is going to be BIG to him; I HAVE to catch some images of him before he leaves. So I prepared to leave work, rushed home to change clothes, grabbed my camera, and headed to my hometown. Little did I know; that I was preparing to capture the LAST moments of my nephew’s life.
The Worst Call I Have Ever Received In My Life!
I had just returned from a friend’s home after having a few drinks and playing games. After returning home at around midnight, I jumped in bed to recover and get some sleep. About an hour later, I hear my work phone ringing and this is unusual because I rarely go to sleep with my work phone’s ringer on. I jumped up and picked up the phone to see who was calling and it was my mom; a thousand things went through my mind. I then picked up my personal phone to call her back and I saw several missed calls from her and other family members; so my mom answered the phone and she was crying; trying to figure out what she was saying. I hear “They shot my grandchild” over and over again. I’m like “What are you talking about?” “Who?” “where?”. This had to be the worst news I had ever heard. She eventually told me he was being taken to the hospital in Columbus, GA. After I ended the phone call; I started walking back and forth, trying to determine my next move. I debated leaving the house, but I couldn’t because I could not drive at that moment. I spent the next 20-30 minutes pacing and praying. I then finally hopped in the car and drove to Columbus, before I could make it all the way, I received another phone phone call, telling me that my nephew had died. This hurt me. I was angry. Who could hurt a child that was loved by many; who wasn’t in the streets; a child who did everything right to live a successful life? A low life took him away from his friends, family, and community.
THE 4TH QUARTER CELEBRATION
It’s now time for reality to set in. I had to prepare to attend my nephew’s public viewing and funeral service. This is unreal at this point. I had to look over into a casket to see my nephew for the last time. Emotions have completely taken over at this point. I’m angry, sad, and all of the above. I want revenge; I want the people responsible to feel what his family had to feel. This is a daily feeling. But now, it’s the end of the funeral and it’s time to watch the condolences and support fade slowly but surely as people move on with their lives. Make sure you check out the recap.
Dealing with life after DB’s death
I receive random messages and questions about how am I doing. Honestly, my emotions are different depending on the day. Whenever I think about the situation, I have to battle anger, sadness, and all of the above. I don’t like the extra attention when it comes to this particular situation. I tend to refrain from posting on social media regarding him as I try to avoid being constantly reminded. Now that we live in a social media age, people feel like you aren’t going through anything if you do not post about it and that could be the furthest from the truth. I don’t think I’ve attended a game since besides the homecoming game. This is just one of those things that I have to take my time to deal with. When people would say that “folks grieve in their own way, I finally felt that”. Far as emotional support for his parents, siblings, etc. I catch myself not knowing what to say because, in the end, no words will make their loved one return nor will it make the situation any better to deal with. This is one of those things where you just have to be there when it’s needed.
Regardless of everything, I appreciate the way that the community, high school staff/students, his teammates, etc have continued to keep his name alive. In the picture above, you can see where they included DB in the homecoming game/senior night. This was another hard event to sit through, knowing that he would never play on another field again.
DB FOUNDATION WAS CREATED
Since Daryus touched so many lives and was the light to so many people and communities, the parents of Daryus Bryant decided to form this foundation. The foundation had its first DB2 back-to-school bash and prayer Rally. which was led by Brian Kempson and family! This rally was a success and the community came out to support it.
WE WANT JUSTICE FOR DARYUS DB BRYANT
The killers of Daryus Bryant is still out living life. I’m sure that they think they have gotten away with it, but I’m very confident that justice is right around the corner. I hope that if you know something or anything that you have or will contact the authorities and provide them that information. Some of you have contacted us and gave us information, but I hope that you have also provided it to the authorities. Make sure you utilize the information in the post below to bring these criminals to light.
HOW TO SUPPORT THE DB2 FOUNDATION
You can support the DB Foundation by:
Zelle: [email protected]
Checks can be mailed to: P.O. Box 182 Manchester, Ga 31816
For any information relating to the murder of Daryus Bryant
Anyone with information on this shooting can call 911 with the information or you can call Corporal Roy Green at (706) 225-4261. You can also call (706) 225-3161 and leave your message anonymous. You can receive a reward for information that leads to an arrest.
