How it came to be… the beginning…

Their eyes locked across the room and it was love at first sight… He was tall, handsome with dark wavy hair and piercing blue eyes, dashing in his military uniform… She was petite hour glass figure, her hair auburn in color and heart shape face, dressed for a night out with her friends… 

They started talking, finding that they had much in common… he was from Arkansas and she was from Oklahoma and that was were the romance began… in Denver, Colorado…

He came from a back ground of hard work on the farm… Raised by his step dad, who took over when his own father died young… The step father was a hard task master, his mother poorly educated and he wanted more out of life… he wanted a better life, so he joined the Air force…

She came from a broken family… A mother who abandoned her and her siblings at an early age… She bounced around from place to place and it left an indelible mark upon her soul…

The two lovers found comfort in each others arms and before long a child was conceived… In March of 1954 the two lovers married and started a long life together… A life filled with pain, lies and deceit… A life together that would leave a lasting mark on the children they brought into this world…

This is the story of one of those children… This is the story of Margie… A gifted child born into a family of violence, hate, deceit, lies and right-wing conservative christian religion… This is the story of a little girl destroyed in the name of god… This is the journey to find Margie and give her life so that she may never be forgotten….. This is the journey to find Margie…

Times Up #MeToo

I Remember

*As I  have no intimate knowledge on some of the dynamics, creative license will be used to try an tell the story as accurately as possible… No names will be used, except mine… 

 

Author: maggi9454

My earliest memory is before the age of 2... by the time I was 13, I had no childhood memories... No holidays, no birthdays... On 11/5/17 a shooter in Texas changed all that... It triggered my memories from my 13th year... The Air Force covered it up an it happened in Big Springs, Texas 1967... Domestic violence, PTSD, TBI and I too served in the Air Force 10 years later... This is my story to remember what was stolen...