One blog post at a time.
Talking about rape, always puts me in a bad mood and yesterday was no exception as the social media posts found out… Rape is beyond anything… I was strangled to death at 8, I was beat to death at 13 and again at 14… Yet I would rather have endured…
So a few things happen before all the other stuff I wrote about Okinawa… The Hotel living was first… but my involvement with someone in…
Okie dokie, lets get into sexual assault, which is part of that first 18 years of life… and not by any of the guys pictures…
John, Dennis, Tom and Wayne… some of the sweetest guys you will ever meet and all of them headed for Vietnam… circa 1971 and they…
Soldiers and marines, waiting on orders for Vietnam… I prefered Singapore Slings or Whisky Sour’s… That’s me, getting goosed… We stayed in that hotel for…

I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…