It was five days after Father’s Day in 1981. Brenda Wilson’s husband was in the funeral business, so middle-of-the-night calls were not uncommon. When her husband handed the phone to her, she knew something was wrong.
“He said to me, ‘Brenda, it’s Charleston Memorial Hospital calling.’ I wasn’t used to it being for me,” Wilson explained.
“Brenda Wilson, your father has been injured and we need you to come right away to the hospital,” the voice on the phone said. She asked what happened. The voice said he had been shot.