Jimmy Browder grew up in a rural and small town community in Indiana. He speaks about growing up poor in Indiana. "We were so poor that even the poor kids made fun of us," says Jimmy Browder.

His Dad began teaching him how to play the guitar when he was nine years old. He said he learned to write poetry and songs by reading books by Rod McKuen, while growing up.

Jimmy has spent the last 4 1/2 years battling terminal lymphoma cancer. He says it has been the longest battle of his life, however, since doing only natural treatment and no conventional treatments, his progress has been remarkable. At several points through his treatment, the Practitioners and Doctor expected him to lose the battle. His desire to live and fulfill his goals and dreams have kept him going.
In October 1990, Jimmy went to Nashville to pursue a songwriting career. Ten days after arriving there he was run over by a truck crossing a busy downtown street. The doctor assured his family that even though he was living after the critical brain surgeries, he would not stay alive. The brain injuries were too critical to survive. Two weeks later his family took him home with them to Indiana where he would have to live again. "When I got to where I could hold a guitar in my hands, I would sit on my brothers porch and play the guitar all day long, for days on end," says Browder. Two years later he returned to Texas where his sons were, and he resides there today.

Jimmy and his many brothers and sisters learned by living in fear, about child abuse. "I remember one Saturday night when I was thirteen, that my Dad lost his temper and forced a butcher knife, with both hands against my 15 year old sisters throat.I was so frightened. I just watched for her head to come off and fall to the floor, says Jimmy. I was sure he would kill her. Then, once when Dad and Mom were walking home from a function at the church, we ran and told on one of my brothers. Dad got him on the floor and tried to cut his throat with his pocket knife. We all jumped on his back and started pounding on him. One day when Dad went in a rage he hit me in the back with a claw hammer and broke the door to my bedroom to pieces, trying to get to me with that hammer. I had to jump out the window and run away to safety. Yes, I'm no stranger to child abuse," says Browder, "at times those scenes play over and over in my mind. I hope and pray that my "Scarred For Life" project will help parents realize that child abuse scars their children forever. It scars them for life!"

Scarred For Life Song and video about the sad consequences of child abuse.

Contemporary Country

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