INSIDE THE PRESIDENTIAL SUITE: WHO IS RUBY RED THE PRINCESS???

BRIANNA MORGAN (RUBY RED THE PRINCESS) AKA *MS.PROMO* IS A 23 YEAR OLD RAPPER/SINGER, PUBLICIST, CEO AND ENTREPENUER FROM VIRGINIA. SHE IS ALSO THE MOTHER OF TWO CHILDREN.

SHE HAD A LOVE FOR THE ARTS FROM A VERY EARLY AGE. SHE STARTED OUT IN KINDERGARTEN PERFORMING IN VARIOUS PLAYS AND JOINED THE SCHOOL'S DRAMA CLUB IN THE FIRST GRADE WHEN SHE WAS IN THE GIFTED PROGRAM.

SHE LATER JOINED HER SCHOOLS CHOIR.

ATTENDING SEVERAL DIFFERENT SCHOOLS DURING HER CHILDHOOD, BRIANNA MADE IT A POINT TO JOIN THE DRAMA CLUB AND THE SCHOOLS CHOIR EACH TIME SHE TRANSFERRED SCHOOLS.

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READY TO DO MORE, SHE BEGAN AUDITIONING FOR COMMUNITY EVENTS AND TALENT SHOWS IN HER CITY. HAVING GAINED FIRST PLACE IN MANY OF THEM, THIS GAVE HER THE DRIVE TO WANT TO DO MORE.

AFTER HITTING HER ADOLESCENCE, BRIANNA BECAME A FIXTURE IN THE STREET. WANTING RUN WITH THE "CROWD" AND FIT IN, BRIANNA BEGAN TO SPIRAL DOWN A TRAIL OF REBELLIOUS BEHAVIOR AND DEFIANCE. SHE DISREGARDED AUTHORITY.

SHE FOUND HERSELF GETTING INTO TROUBLE QUITE OFTEN AND DECIDED TO CHANGE HER LIFE.

IT WAS AT THE AGE OF 14 WHEN BRIANNA PENNED HER FIRST RHYME. PROUD THAT SHE HAD DONE IT, SHE CONTINUED TO WRITE, PERFECTING HER SKILLS AS A LYRICAL GENIUS. SHE USED HER SKILL OF POETRY WRITING IN HER RAP SONGS.

SHE CONTINUED TO WRITE RHYMES ALL THROUGH OUT HER TEENAGE YEARS. WHEN SHE BECAME PREGNANT WITH HER FIRST CHILD, SHE SHIFTED HER FOCUS TO HER PREGNANCY AND HER CHILD AND LEFT RAPPING ALONE. SHE MERELY JOTTED DOWN A FEW NOTES WHEN SHE HAD AN IDEA. SHE BECAME MORE INVOLVED WITH HER POETRY DURING HER PREGNANCY. HER UNBORN CHILD HAD BEEN HER INSPIRATION. BUT UNDERNEATH THE POETRY WITHIN, A RAGE WAS BUILDING.

BRIANNA WENT THROUGH A TUMULTUOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH THE FATHER OF HER CHILD. AND LATER ON BECAME PREGNANT AGAIN WITH THERE SECOND CHILD. AFTER THE CHILD WAS BORN, THEIR RELATIONSHIP BECAME WORSE. THEY FOUGHT MORE AND NEVER AGREED TO DISAGREE.

BRIANNA ENDED THE RELATIONSHIP IN 2007.

SHE TRIED TO MAKE IT WORK WITH HIM SEVERAL TIMES AFTER THAT FOR THE SAKE OF HER CHILDREN. BUT HER ATTEMPTS WERE NOT SUCCESSFUL.

SHE CALLED IT QUITS FOR GOOD.

BRIANNA BECAME A SINGLE PARENT AND ENDURED MANY STRUGGLES. IN 2007, AFTER SHE LEFT THE FATHER OF HER CHILDREN, BRIANNA SUFFERED ONE OF THE BIGGEST TRAGEDIES OF HER LIFE.

ON FEBRUARY 14, 2007, BRIANNA RECEIVED A PHONE CALL FROM SOUTHSIDE REGIONAL HOSPITAL. HER GRANDFATHER HAD SLIPPED INTO A COMA AND WAS PLACED ON LIFE SUPPORT.

SHE RUSHED TO THE HOSPITAL TO BE AT HIS SIDE.
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*IN MY OWN WORDS*

"IT HAD BEEN A VERY HARD DAY FOR ME. I COULDN'T SLEEP AT ALL THE NIGHT BEFORE. THEN AFTER I DID GO TO SLEEP, WHICH WAS AT LIKE 5 THAT MORNING, I GOT A CALL FROM THE NURSE IN THE ICU AND SHE TOLD ME THAT MY PAPA HAD SUFFERED PULMONARY ARREST AND THAT HE SLIPPED INTO A COMA AND WAS ON A VENTILATOR. I COULDN'T BREATHE. BUT I HAD, HAD THIS FEELING FOR A LIKE A WHOLE WEEK BEFORE THAT. LIKE I JUST KNEW HE WAS GONNA DIE. BUT I DIDN'T KNOW THAT IT WOULD BE THAT DAY.IT WAS REALLY FUCKED UP AND AT THE TIME I WASN'T MENTALLY PREPARED FOR THAT. I MEAN THIS MAN HAD BEEN IN MY LIFE MY WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE AND I TOOK CARE OF HIM AT MY HOUSE. WE LIVED TOGETHER. BUT I STUCK WITH HIM RIGHT TO THE END.I HAD TO LEAVE THE HOSPITAL TO GET MY GRANDMA FROM WORK, AND HE HAD BEEN DOWNSTAIRS IN CT SCAN SO I LEFT SINCE I COULDN'T BE IN THERE WITH HIM, AND I WENT AND PICKED HER UP AND CAME STRAIGHT BACK TO THE HOSPITAL. AND I REMEMBER PULLING INTO A PARKING SPACE AND I TURNED THE TRUCK OFF. AND MY NANA SAID TO ME '"DO YOU WANT ME TO GO UP THERE FIRST OR DO YOU WANNA GO AND I'LL STAY DOWN HERE WITH THE KIDS?"' AND I TOLD HER I'D GO UP THERE FIRST. SO I WENT UP TO THE ICU AND I CALLED BACK TO THE NURSE AND THEY ASKED ME TO WAIT IN THE WAITING ROOM, WHICH WAS ICE COLD AND DULL AS HELL, AND THEY WOULD COME GET ME WHEN THEY FINISHED GETTING HIM TOGETHER WITH HIS MEDICATION AND EVERYTHING. SO I SAT THERE AND I WAS WATCHING GENERAL HOSPITAL, AND I SEE THIS MAN DRESSED IN ALL BLACK, WALK PASS THE DOOR OF THE WAITING ROOM AND JUST POST UP IN THE DOOR SEAL. AND THEN MY HEART DROPPED. IT WAS THE WORST FEELING I THINK I HAVE EVER HAD. IT WAS THEN THAT I KNEW THAT MAN WAS THE "ANGEL OF DEATH". BUT NO SOONER THAN I COULD PROCESS ANYTHING ELSE, I HEARD THEM CALL A CODE BLUE ON THE INTERCOM, AND THE MAN IN THE BLACK WAS STILL THERE. I RAN AS FAST AS I COULD TO THE ICU, AND THE DOORS HAD JUST SWUNG OPEN RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. SO I RAN INTO THE ICU AND A NURSE GRABBED ME. I KNEW IT WAS MY GRANDFATHER. AND I WANTED TO HOLD HIS HAND....DAMN... IT TOOK A LOT OF PEOPLE TO HOLD ME BACK FROM RUNNING IN HIS ROOM. AND THE SMALLEST PERSON, WHO WAS THE CHAPLAIN AT THE HOSPITAL, WAS THE ONLY PERSON THAT COULD HOLD ME. AND SHE SAT ME IN THE WHEELCHAIR THEY HAD BROUGHT OUT. I TOLD HER I WAS NOT ABOUT TO SIT IN THAT CHAIR WHILE MY GRANDDADDY WAS DYING. SO SHE WENT IN AND TALKED TO THE DOCTOR AND HE TOLD HER IT WAS OK FOR ME TO COME IN THE ROOM AS LONG AS I COULD HANDLE WHAT I WAS GOING TO SEE. AND I PROMISED I WOULD HOLD MYSELF TOGETHER. SO I WENT IN THE ROOM AND THERE WERE MACHINES PUSHED UP AGAINST THE WALLS AND HE HAD TUBES EVERYWHERE. HIS EYES HAD OPENED UP AND I JUST WALKED OVER TO HIM AND I LOOKED AT HIM, AND I GRABBED HIS HAND. IT WAS AWFUL. IT WAS SO COLD BUT NOTHING IN ME WANTED TO LET GO OF HIS HAND. SO I STOOD THERE, CRYING SILENTLY HOLDING HIS HAND AND THE DOCTOR WAS DOING CHEST COMPRESSIONS TRYING TO RESTART HIS HEART. AND I JUST LOOKED IN HIS EYES. HE STILL HAD NO PULSE AND HE WAS ICE COLD. IT FELT LIKE IT HAD ALL HAPPENED WITHIN LIKE 5 MINUTES, SO I ASKED THEM HOW LONG THEY HAD BEEN WORKING ON HIM AND I WAS SURPRISED WHEN THE NURSE SAID OVER 20 MINUTES. SO... IT WAS UP TO ME ON WHAT TO DO NEXT. I NEEDED A LITTLE MORE TIME WITH HIM SO I LET THEM WORK ON HIM A LITTLE BIT LONGER, I WANTED TO TELL HIM THAT I LOVED HIM AND THAT I WAS RIGHT THERE, AND WHEN I HAD THE STRENGTH, I TOLD THEM THAT THEY COULD STOP. I FELT SICK. I WAS HURT. I FELT LIKE THE BEST PART OF MY CHILDHOOD HAD BEEN STOLEN AWAY FROM ME. AND TEARS WERE JUST POURING FROM EYES. WHEN THEY CALLED HIS TIME OF DEATH, IT HURT SO BAD. IT FELT LIKE I KILLED HIM, BUT I KNEW HE WAS SUFFERING. SO THEY CUT ALL THE MACHINES AND THE ALARMS OFF. AND IT SEEMED AS IF NO ONE WANTED TO MOVE. EVERYONE WAS JUST STUCK WHERE THEY WERE. I MEAN LIKE I KNOW THEY WERE USED TO SEEING PEOPLE DIE, BUT IT WAS LIKE, THEY SAW ME AS BEING A YOUNG WOMAN WHO WAS STRONG ENOUGH TO GO THROUGH THAT BY MYSELF, AND ME STAYING THERE UNTIL THE VERY END WAS SO SAD FOR THEM TO SEE. BUT AT THE SAME TIME THEY SAW MY PAIN. IT WAS VERY EMOTIONAL UP IN THAT HOSPITAL ROOM. SO I JUST STOOD THERE HOLDING HIS HAND AND RUBBING HIS HEAD. AND I LOOKED INTO HIS FACE, AND I COULD SEE TEARS COMING FROM HIS EYES. AND I KNOW THAT THEY HADNT BEEN THERE BEFORE. I REALLY COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I WAS SEEING. I HAD NEVER SEEN OR EVEN HEARD OF DEAD PERSON CRYING. AND I JUST CRIED WITH HIM. EVENTUALLY I HAD TO LEAVE THE ROOM SO THEY COULD REMOVE ALL THE TUBES AND CLEAN HIM UP. I BROKE DOWN. I STAYED STRONG FOR THE MOST IMPORTANT PART, BUT I JUST BROKE DOWN. SO THE HOSPITAL HAD SENT SOME PEOPLE DOWN TO THE CAR TO GET MY NANA AND MY BABIES. AND I REMEMBER SEEING HER AND THE KIDS COME OFF THE ELEVATOR AND I LOOKED INTO HER EYES, AND I SAID ' " HE'S GONE GRANDMA. HE'S GONE." ' AND TEARS CAME FROM HER EYES.

WE SAT IN THE WAITING ROOM UNTIL THEY WERE DONE, AND THEY SENT A NURSE OUT TO KEEP AND EYE ON THE KIDS WHILE I WENT WITH HER IN THE BACK. THE NURSE WAS VERY UPSET BECAUSE HE WAS THE ONE WHO STARTED THE CHEST COMPRESSIONS ON MY PAPA TRYING TO SAVE HIS LIFE, BUT HE WAS WILLING TO SIT WITH THE CHILDREN. SO ME AND MY NANA WENT INTO HIS ROOM, ALL THE MACHINES WERE GONE AND THERE WERE NO MORE TUBES. HE WAS SITTING UPRIGHT IN THE BED AND I JUST BROKE DOWN AGAIN. HE LOOKED SO PEACEFUL, LIKE HE HADN'T BEEN SICK AT ALL. HE HAD SOME COLOR IN HIS FACE IT WAS LIKE HE WAS GLOWING. AND WE JUST SAT THERE AND REMEMBERED ALL THE GOOD THINGS ABOUT HIM AND ALL THE GOOD TIMES WE HAD WITH HIM. SO WE LAUGHED AND WE CRIED AND WE LAUGHED SOME MORE.

THE FAMILY HAD STARTED COMING TO THE HOSPITAL AND THEY WERE LETTING US GO IN THE BACK TO BE WITH HIM FOR A FEW MORE MINUTES AND I KEPT GOING BACK THERE WITH EVERYONE. I FELT LIKE I WAS TRYING TO PROTECT HIM NOW BECAUSE I COULDN'T KEEP HIM FORM DYING. SO AFTER IT WAS TIME TO GO, I HAD TO TELL THE NURSE WHICH FUNERAL HOME TO CALL AND I HAD TO SIGN PAPERS TO RELEASE THE CUSTODY OF HIS BODY FROM THE HOSPITAL TO THE FUNERAL DIRECTOR. IT WAS ROUGH. AND I PLANNED HIS FUNERAL. I REFUSED TO LET ANYONE ELSE DO ANYTHING AS FAR AS THAT WAS CONCERNED. I PICKED HIS CASKET, HIS SUIT AND I WROTE HIS OBITUARY BY MYSELF. THERE WERE THINGS THAT I WANTED THAT I COULDN'T GET BUT THE ONE THING I REALLY WANTED WAS FOR HIM TO HAVE A SMILE ON HIS FACE AND THE FUNERAL DIRECTOR PROMISED THAT TO ME.
THE DAY THAT THEY PUT HIS BODY OUT FOR VIEWING, WE ALL GATHERED AT THE FUNERAL HOME, AND WHEN I SAW HIM AND I LOOKED AT HIS FACE, SURE ENOUGH THERE WAS A SMILE THERE. THAT MADE ME HAPPY BUT IT ALSO MADE ME SAD. BECAUSE I KNEW THAT I WOULD NEVER SEE THAT SMILE AGAIN...." (THE OBITUARY)>

On Wednesday, February 14, 2007, God in His beautiful and infinite wisdom showed us mercy and love when He called home our loved one, Mr. Roy L. Butts.
“Pete” as he was known to many was born to John Butts and Mary Lee Ampey-Butts on January 25, 1930 in Petersburg, VA. After serving in the Korean War, ‘Pete’ and Germaine Lynch gave birth to one son, Keith Lynch on August 6, 1956. After residing in New York for nine years, Pete retuned to Petersburg.
He was preceded in death by his parents, John Butts and Mary Lee Ampey-Butts and three brothers, Norman, Hugh and Charles Butts, Sr.

Pete leaves to cherish his memory his only son, Mr. Keith Lynch; two grand daughters, Toreaco Mahaffey (Ronnie) and devoted grand daughter, LaTonya N. Spencer both of Petersburg, VA; three great grandchildren whom he loved and adored, Omani Alexandria Rae Bowers, Charles Lamont O’Brien Bowers both of Petersburg, VA and Seandre Latrell Hanks of Dinwiddie, VA (Petersburg); children he raised, Pamela Vaughan of Dinwiddie, VA, Kim Rae Vaughan, Garnett Lynch (deceased) Raymond Vaughan II and Darryl Vaughan all of Chester, VA; one sister-in-law, Mrs. Creasy Butts of Petersburg, VA; a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends, several devoted friends, Langston “Lank” Thompkins, Robert “Sonny Boy” Talley, Annette Williams and Mrs. Germaine Vaughan all for Petersburg, VA.

BRIANNA STRUGGLED WITH THE LOSS OF HER GRANDFATHER FOR A LONG TIME AFTER HIS DEATH.A WEEK AFTER HE WAS BURIED, HER GRANDMOTHER HAD SURGERY TO REMOVE THE CANCER SHE IN HER BREAST. THEY GAVE HER A PARTIAL MASTECTOMY. SHE WAS EVEN MORE DEVASTATED. AND A MONTH AFTER THE DEATH OF HER GRANDFATHER, SHE LOST HER AUNT TO MASSIVE HEART ATTACK. BRIANNA WAS WITH HER AUNT AT THE TIME.THE TRAINING SHE HAD AS A NURSE KICKED IN BUT THERE WAS NOTHING THAT SHE COULD DO TO SAVE HER AUNT. SHE WATCHED HER AUNT LOSE HER BODY FUNCTIONS AND LAY THERE DYING. WHEN SHE CHECKED HER AUNT'S PULSE AND BLOOD PRESSURE, IT WAS BARELY THERE AND SHE KNEW THAT SHE WOULD LOSE HER AUNT AS WELL.HER AUNT DIED SHORTLY AFTER THEY PUT HER INTO THE AMBULANCE.

SHE WENT THROUGH A LOT OF CHANGES.

SHE STOPPED EATING, SHE STARTED SMOKING AND DRINKING.

SHE LOST WEIGHT AND CUT HER HAIR. SHE BEGAN TO HANG OUT WITH PEOPLE THAT WERE ONLY THERE TO USE HER. AND SHE IN TURN BEGAN TO USE OTHER PEOPLE.

SHE STOPPED WORKING AND SHE BECAME SICK. A LACK OF NUTRITION CAUSED HER WEIGHT TO DROP SEVERELY AND SHE SUNK INTO DEPRESSION AND EVENTUALLY WITHDREW FROM EVERYONE. SHE WAS LATER DIAGNOSED WITH SEVERE DEPRESSION AND DIABETES.

"A NEW ME"

WELL AFTER ALL OF THAT I DIDN'T EVEN FEEL THE SAME ANYMORE. I FELT EMPTY INSIDE. I HATED WHO AND WHAT I HAD BECOME. TRYING TO TRANSITION FROM SO MUCH AND DEAL WITH IT WAS ALL VERY HARD FOR ME. THE ONLY I COULD DO TO GET MY SELF TO KEEP LIVING WAS TO REMIND MYSELF THAT I WAS STRONG AND I WAS GOING TO MAKE IT. EVENTUALLY I GOT THROUGH IT ALL AND I BECAME A DIFFERENT PERSON. A NEW PERSON.

THE SAME YEAR THAT ALL OF THAT HAD HAPPENED, I FELT LIKE I NEEDED TO MAKE SOME CHANGES. I HATED WHO I HAD BECOME AND I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THAT PERSON ANYMORE. SO I FOCUSED ON WHO AND WHAT I WANTED TO BE. IT TOOK SOME TIME BUT I WAS ABLE TO GET THROUGH IT ALL. THE FIRST THING THAT I DID WAS CHANGE MY NAME. I FELT LIKE IT WAS NECESSARY. AND TO ME IT WAS BECAUSE I NEEDED TO GET RID OF THAT OLD ME COMPLETELY. I HAD TO PUT HER OUT OF MY MIND AND OUT OF MY LIFE FOR GOOD. SO WHEN I BURIED MY GRAND FATHER, I BURIED THE OLD ME WITH HIM.

AND I ASSUMED THE NAME (WHICH REALLY IS MY NAME NOW) BRIANNA MORGAN.

AT TIMES I FELT LIKE BRIANNA WAS MY ALTER EGO. BUT I SOON REALIZED THAT IT WAS ME ALL ALONG, LIVING INSIDE THIS SHELL, PRETENDING TO BE THIS PERSON I WASN'T. I HAD MY NAME LEGALLY CHANGED. AND PRETTY SOON ALL THE OTHER CHANGES I NEEDED TO MAKE IN MY LIFE FELL RIGHT INTO PLACE.

I BEGAN TO FEEL A LOT BETTER ABOUT MYSELF AND I HAD A WHOLE NEW CONFIDENCE.

I WAS FINALLY BEING MYSELF.

AND MAN OH MAN DID IT FEEL GOOD.

AND I'M STILL HERE AND I'M MAKING SHIT HAPPEN!

BRIANNA IS CURRENTLY THE PRESIDENT AND CEO OF PRESIDENTIAL SUITE ENTERTAINMENT SOURCE. SHE IS A FIERCE PROMOTER, WRITER, RAPPER, SINGER, DANCER, ACTOR AND THE MOTHER OF TWO CHILDREN. SHE CURRENTLY RESIDES IN VIRGINIA AND PLANS TO MAKE A NEW HOME IN MIAMI, FL.