Blen (James) grew up in a small town in South Carolina. He was really a good kid. He played baseball and football in middle school. During his childhood he liked things all little boys liked. Hunting, fishing and he loved to go to Pawley’s Island surfing.(There were no really big waves just small ones not like the west coast surfing). He was really content with anything. My son and I spent a lot of time together going to movies and out to eat. Blen enjoyed welding and he loved to ride dirt bikes, go carts and going skateboarding.
He moved to Dillon the December before his death. He was only 28 years old when his life was taken. This should have never happened, so much life ahead of him. He never had the chance to get married and have a family of his own. My son would be 34 years old if he were still here with us. You always expect to die before your children. You don’t know how hard it is to put your child in the ground and bury them. I miss his laughter. Not a day goes by that I do not wonder why. I think of him always and wonder what could have been had he not died. My son is gone forever and my life still revolves around him and my love for him. I will not have peace until his murdered stands trial for what she did. She killed my son. She took him away from this world. Our family is still picking up the pieces from this tragedy. We are devastated.
The last time I spoke with my son was September 17, 2003. We talked several times a day on a daily basis. When I did not hear from him in the next 2 days, I knew something was very wrong. I called a friend to go by his apartment and check on him. Later that night, a police officer knocked on my door and asked if I had a son by the name of James Blen Haselden. My heart dropped as I answered yes. I was told to call a telephone number and ask for Mr. Grissom. When I called he told me that he was sorry to inform me that Blen was dead. I don’t recall too much after that. I went numb. My entire world stopped. I did the hardest thing that I have ever had to do the next day by telling my mom that Blen was dead. She was 84 years old at the time.
When we met with the corner and detective, we learned that he had been stabbed in the heart. We also learned of the events that lead up to the stabbing. It was his girl friend’s sister.(This was the conclusion from the detective’s interview with her and from a witness that saw the incident.) She knew what she had done and left him to bleed to death and rot in his apartment. Her boyfriend and Blen were fighting because he was jealous of her being over at Blen’s apartment often. She stabbed Blen to break up the fight. Blen climbed the stairs to his apartment to seek safety and bled to death alone. He didn’t even have the chance to call for help. Instead of admitting she stabbed him when the police came so his body could be found, she packed up and went to the beach. Blen’s body was not found for 3 days. Someone he thought was his friend murdered him.
Blen was murdered in 2003. It has been 6 long years since my son was murdered and there has never been a trial. This seems like too long to me. I am very disappointed and disheartened with the justice system. I have lost faith in this system one that I had always believed in. The woman accused of his murder was charged and is still out on bond. She has since tried to kill another person. Justice needs to be served and his murderer to stand trial. Blen deserves justice. Our family deserves justice.
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