The cake says it all doesn’t it??? 16th birthday, still have short hair… But how we got moved on base before my birthday and when did we move and how did we move and yea… What happened from the time the stroke hit off base in the rice patty till we moved on base at Johnson AFB!!!!

Without giving much away, because I am working on a book… I can tell you what I got for christmas, which means……….

We got to Japan in the fall of 1968, past my birthday… I remember walking up the winding hill to go to the base library all the time… Our bikes got stolen right in front of the house and we were footing anything, unless one of the parents was making a run up to the base…

Across the street was typical Japanese housing and I had a picture of me in a Kimono, but that is another story and it is related to the beating and stroke… Sorry I digress…

I can remember something going on with space and the astronauts and we got to watch it on the preacher’s TV and he was so nice, it creeped me out… He ignored my screams when I was beaten, my brain never forgot that… That little mantra and my eyes on his house as I collapsed… I knew genius was in there and I would have to find it again…

We weren’t in the base housing long… Long enough for me to fall in love with SSgt. David L. Hansen and oh my was that man good looking and we would have made beautiful kids… But daddy and mommy stepped in and told him to stay away, when we got orders for Okinawa… (That was the last time they interfered in my life in any way…)

So, we pack up and head to Okinawa and the 16th birthday party will be in the book, it let Freda know, “I know what you did”… my refusing her gifts…

I remember…

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