My Son Marshall, My Son Eminem: Setting the Record Straight on My Life as Eminem's Mother by Witheridge Annette & Debbie Nelson

Author:Witheridge, Annette & Debbie Nelson [Witheridge, Annette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Abuse, music celebrity, rap, Eminem
Publisher: Phoenix Books Inc.
Published: 2008-10-31T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

I was crazy about John Briggs. He was tall, just like Marshall’s father, Bruce, two years younger than I was, and incredibly handsome. I was leery about marrying again, but I’d been on my own for so long, and I loved his company.

He’d been married twice before—and was still friends with his last ex-wife. Nan and Nathan really liked John; even our dog liked him.

We bought a house together in Saint Joe. It was a cute two-bedroom cottage with a good half-acre of land at the back. I wanted to wait a while before we married, but John was keen to tie the knot sooner rather than later.

It was just before Thanksgiving, and Sharon Spiegel, the minister at the South Park Christian Academy and Church, where my brother Ronnie had gone to school, agreed to officiate.

The ceremony was at Sharon’s home with just my sister Tanya, my mother and her latest husband, Dutch, in attendance. It was very low-key, although I did wear a long blue sleeveless gown. I’d always used the name Mathers for Marshall’s sake, but John wanted me to take his surname. We compromised, and I became Mrs. Mathers-Briggs.

Soon my limo service took off in Saint Joseph. I knew the business from my previous company years before in Michigan. I purchased a Lincoln limo and started a new company. I had previously met Bill Hill, an old friend who ran a cab company and for whom my aunt worked, so I also helped out as a dispatcher for him. I introduced him to Kim and Marshall, and he catered to their every need, driving them wherever they pleased and refusing to take even a dime from my son. It was spoiled by someone in my family who fed some lies to Bill’s parole officer, causing him to be pulled up for a parole violation. When he was briefly sent to jail, I kept the business running as long as I could for him. He was so lovely to my son and everyone.

John, who hadn’t worked while married to his second wife, got a job in construction. But he hated doing manual work, and he resented the fact that I made more money than he did. He started drinking heavily. He could go through one or two cases of beer—up to twenty-four bottles—in a day. When I asked him why, he said he was homesick and missed his friends in Michigan. He also admitted that he’d drunk like that for most of his adult life. Then, when I was in the hospital for surgery, Nathan called to say he was alone—John had taken off.

Nathan and I drove back to Michigan to spend Christmas with Marshall, Kim, and Hailie. We hadn’t been in the house two hours when John came knocking on the door.

“You want me to tell him to leave?” Marshall shouted.

“That’s my wife,” said John.

“I don’t give a damn. Leave!” Marshall snarled.

John begged to talk to me, and I hoped we could work things out. But Marshall refused to let him into the house.

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