Garrett Steel is married to the former Connie Brasfield of Humboldt, Tennessee. I don’t recall how they met and I didn’t know Connie before their marriage, but I did know her family. They are good people. I was first introduced to Connie at their wedding – which was almost eight years ago. Garrett and I worked together on a number of occasions while he was with the police force, and we remained close friends – even through the trial, the embarrassment and the humiliation of being fired from the Memphis Police Department.
After the trial, Garrett and Connie took their belongings, their only child, Jason, and hurriedly left Memphis. They moved in with Connie’s parents in Humboldt, who welcomed having their daughter, son-in-law and grandson into their home; unfortunately that welcome didn’t last long.
Garrett briefly looked for work, and even talked to Humboldt Police Chief Raymond Griggs about a job. But, that went nowhere and Garrett was spending most of his time hanging out at C C’s poolroom and other joints around Humboldt. He and Connie drifted further and further apart, and his constant drinking made that distance even wider. Garrett Steel had fallen hard and he didn’t bounce when he hit bottom. Garrett Steel was there to stay.
Eventually, the pressure became too much on the Brasfield family, and Garrett was asked to leave. He and Connie separated and she tried to move on with her life, but Garrett wouldn’t sign for a divorce – so the bad situation just got worse.
One afternoon, over a year ago, Connie showed up at my office – without an appointment and unannounced. Garrett had finally moved out of the Brasfield home, but he was still not willing to agree to a divorce. She told me that Garrett was now living at Harmon’s Creek, and she needed him out of her life so she could move on. According to Connie, one of Garrett’s drinking buddies, Jerry ‘Hudson’ Henley, had an old trailer at Harmon’s Creek Fish Camp on the Tennessee River. He had moved in Jerry’s trailer and was bumming around – still without work. Connie wanted me to gather some dirt on Garrett – dirt that would force him to agree to a divorce. I refused. I think that was the right decision.
Connie has always been an attractive woman. Not with looks that would stop traffic, but she could hold her own with most her age. However, the circumstances surrounding Garrett had taken their toll, and were showing in both her looks and her weight. She wasn’t taking care of herself as she once had, and it was obvious that Connie needed help – but she didn’t need my kind of help.
I advised her to reconcile with Garrett, if possible – that would be the best for their son, Jason. If she couldn’t do that, then move on without the divorce. Eventually Garrett would relent – I hoped.
After the trial, Garrett and Connie took their belongings, their only child, Jason, and hurriedly left Memphis. They moved in with Connie’s parents in Humboldt, who welcomed having their daughter, son-in-law and grandson into their home; unfortunately that welcome didn’t last long.
Garrett briefly looked for work, and even talked to Humboldt Police Chief Raymond Griggs about a job. But, that went nowhere and Garrett was spending most of his time hanging out at C C’s poolroom and other joints around Humboldt. He and Connie drifted further and further apart, and his constant drinking made that distance even wider. Garrett Steel had fallen hard and he didn’t bounce when he hit bottom. Garrett Steel was there to stay.
Eventually, the pressure became too much on the Brasfield family, and Garrett was asked to leave. He and Connie separated and she tried to move on with her life, but Garrett wouldn’t sign for a divorce – so the bad situation just got worse.
One afternoon, over a year ago, Connie showed up at my office – without an appointment and unannounced. Garrett had finally moved out of the Brasfield home, but he was still not willing to agree to a divorce. She told me that Garrett was now living at Harmon’s Creek, and she needed him out of her life so she could move on. According to Connie, one of Garrett’s drinking buddies, Jerry ‘Hudson’ Henley, had an old trailer at Harmon’s Creek Fish Camp on the Tennessee River. He had moved in Jerry’s trailer and was bumming around – still without work. Connie wanted me to gather some dirt on Garrett – dirt that would force him to agree to a divorce. I refused. I think that was the right decision.
Connie has always been an attractive woman. Not with looks that would stop traffic, but she could hold her own with most her age. However, the circumstances surrounding Garrett had taken their toll, and were showing in both her looks and her weight. She wasn’t taking care of herself as she once had, and it was obvious that Connie needed help – but she didn’t need my kind of help.
I advised her to reconcile with Garrett, if possible – that would be the best for their son, Jason. If she couldn’t do that, then move on without the divorce. Eventually Garrett would relent – I hoped.
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