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My brain is hungry for more… I know, I know something pivotal happened in those years I don’t remember…and it’s driving me crazy with non stop thoughts and making my neck hurt and giving me a headache…. I can see it, but can’t grasp it!!!! UGH!!!!! When I told her…
I had long hair when we left the USA… I remember my aunt Aileen perming it and burned it so bad, that short hair cut…
Due to the TBI on my right frontal temporal lobe, I am a typical brain injury patient… I remember the before, which I just wrote…
May 1967… Less than 3 months away from giving birth to a child not of my father’s blood… and like any kid on the verge…
Yea, that’s a title that doesn’t quite do the incident at 8 years old justice and nor does it do the memory of my brother…

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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