#158… Farwell my 1st Prince…

My big brother, my 1st Prince…

Larry was found during the first few days of August dead, alone, unattended…

He died by suicide, refusing cancer treatment… He couldn’t take Freda’s lies anymore…

He sent me a letter in 2016 after my move to the big island and the letter was a rant on god and accepting and on and on and to be honest, it was like he was saying goodbye… I never finished reading it… I could barely see it, I had bad cataracts at that time…

That was the last contact I had with him… I didn’t respond and I didn’t know he had cancer, but that is the time period he cut off his dad and family too… Freda did so much damage to these people… So much damage…

I doubt any of my siblings mourned Larry’s passing…

When we were in Washington working on the house and it had just sold, and I was in the house and felt a cold chill and I knew someone I knew was dying… Not a gift, just instinct… The same happened with Freda… They had unresolved issues with me… Energy is something we can’t explain fully…

I didn’t mourn Don or Freda, nor did I shed tears for my abusers… nor did I forgive them… I felt disgust and pity for wasting the talents they had, all to cover up and affair that was never secret…

With Larry, I did mourn, not tears… No tears aren’t my thing… But I mourned for several months and that told me last year when I heard of his death… We were closer than I remembered… I doubt I would mourn for any of my other siblings, they play games and like this god of man with balls and a dick and rape is acceptable, but I doubt Mary would agree if she were real!!!!

Anyhow, my brother died and I knew the stories Freda told about him were lies… She lied like Trump does and she did it so regularly she started to believe them…

Facts are facts, she was mentally ill and the Air Force has those records…

This guy pictured above and here… Was at one time my best friend and buddy and prince and protector… Till Freda started her lies when he was only 10 years old…

Tacoma, WA circa 2002 Rest in peace big bro… Love you…

Her mental illness was so bad, she did end up in a hospital a few times while I lived at home and I know she had something happen at Mather, medical records on file will reflect that…

My brother is just one of my mother’s victims… Like Trump she had the ability to manipulate and groom people, only problem, it was obvious in that little town, that family wasn’t well thought of…

I kind of went off the rails on this one, but I know he died within this time period, Don died during this time and my birthday is a couple days off… So August, really isn’t my favorite time of year…

I want my siblings to remember… This man paid for Freda’s lies….

ARE YOU NEXT?????

I remember…

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About Me

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…

Start at #1 to follow my story, being told in chronological order…