IF you have been lucky enough to read the old blog before I shut it down this spring or you have read what I got out there now… You know I have a major issue with time lines!!!

Doing my morning thing and I stop in the middle of the room and start talking to Homer and telling him a time line and he sits quietly, because he knows not to speak up and interupt my train of thought or that damn train will take off without me!!!

I never asked questions about anything, after I realized I was missing memory and I knew I was missing memory by the time we came back from Okinawa in 1972…

So, from 1972 till now, I have lived with amnesia and the amnesia actually started after the stroke on Japan at 14, see early blog… Thus getting ready to slide into 58 years of missing memory, this fall…

As I was talking to Homer I said, and he knows, I don’t have a copy of my dad’s military record or anything else… I have only what I have collected myself and that’s for a very important reason…

False memories…

If I asked questions of Freda or Peggy or Larry or Don, I never got a straight answer and I realized, they were hiding information, but they didn’t know I was missing memory or did they???

The reason I didn’t ask any questions concerning my journey??? So they couldn’t fill my head with their made up stories…

It has to be a memory from my edetic ability or I know, it’s fake and Freda and Peggy both threw stuff out there that never happened… Christians are nothing but hot bags of air… (wish they would float off to Mars)…

Why the write???

Freda getting pregnant with my half sister while Don was in Vietnam…

Pinning that time line down was difficult, because their was a rape in the mix, by a SSgt in the Air Force and he was stationed down here at Keesler and before Don left for Vietnam, I was asked if I wanted to go with that family to babysit and the dude raped me…

Don and Freda and the kids picked me up, I never spoke of what happened, I was only 12 at the time…

Don leaves for Vietnam… Freda throws a fit and sells the trailer and takes us to Bonita and we are into the early fall and it is still warm and by the time December of 66 got there, she was 2 months pregnant and Don had been in vietnam for 3 months… My sister was born Aug 1967, early August…

Timelines… Figuring out the time lines helps me remember more about what happened during those years, where we were at and what we were doing…

One memory that haunted me, was the memory I wrote recently about…

Our move to Alabama and following our trailer as it was hauled to Montgomery and kids are all asleep and Don puts the raido on the mystery theatre and I get to hear the whole program without added noise (kids)… I was only 8, but loved that show… And we drove through the night to Montgomery from Kansas…

Timelines!!! The more they come to me with the proper memories that I know are real, the more chance I have of remembering what I have been wanting to remember ever since the brain bleed!!!

Freda’s ugly nasty criminal behavior… In todays’ world, her and Don both would have been sitting in jail for attempted murder, instead, their owns kids made them die a horrible death… Yea they got back what they created…

Anyhow… Eureka on the time lines…. It means we were in Big Springs, Texas by January or February of 67, and my half sister was born early according to Freda, but reality…

She isn’t a Bagwell… but she sure acts like one… blood has nothing to do with choices…

I remember…

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