Lets take a trip down memory lane to around 1959 or so, because I don’t think I was any older than 6 years old, maybe 7 or 8, but no older and what I did… Ending up costing this manufacturer thousands and back in the late 50’s to 70’s, these things were in school yards and parks and they were an effective brain trauma manufacturer…

This memory has haunted me for decades and I can’t dismiss it anymore, because if I have a dAFV fistual thing, it fits with every time I blacked out and fell and hurt myself and my legs are scared as if they went through a meat grinder, more surface loss of flesh than anything…

My memory goes like this and I won’t get the timeline 100%, but I will be close…

We are at some park and I would have to say it was near Bonita, LA and we were swimming and cooking out and us kids were all over the playground toys and those monkey bars, well, fearless or stupid, I did this…

I stood up on top, and proceeded to walk down them and this is where the memory can be sketchy, about half way down, I tumble head over feet and I think I might have hit those monkey bars…

Next thing I know, everyone is freaking out and I end up laying on the park bench next to Freda and I am out cold and that is all of the memory I have…

Do I think that is when the TBI happened and the possible fistula developed from???

I scratch my head and think, for real, just ask me how I survived and not how I got the injuries!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That memory of the monkey bars, is important, because if I had hit my head and my parents understood the legal ramifications of it, it would explain this…

How did a SSgt afford a new car and a new 50ft manufactured home??? In 1960???

I was in the military and I’ll tell you straight up… I couldn’t afford a car till I was in for a year and I never could afford a home till I was out… and I only had 2 kids at home, my folks, had 3 and one on the way plus my half brother…???

Freda’s need for secrecy was twisted, barbaric and most of all mentally ill and it does run in the family, because the rest all followed suit…

Yea, I gag thinking about the christians related to me… They think rape is hunky dory!!!

Anyhow… That memory has been bugging me and now that it’s out in the open, it may trigger more memory after the fact… Like I said, I don’t think this is when I got the TBI or the brain bleeds… but I do have to acknowledge it did happen and is part of my health history or at least, that’s what I think I remember…

I remember…

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