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This picture was taken after the TV interview beating, you can see the broken finger, the indention in my arm, that has muscle damage to this day… The smile that never reaches the eyes is what this reminds me of… It’s been challenging lately… Nice visit with grankid and the…
The answer to that is Freda, mother… she gave me my first clue something wasn’t right in my memory and she proceeded to give 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…
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