By the time we got to Japan, I had unknown number of concussions… the bone scan shows uptake in the occipital and that was as early as 83, after I got discharged… so not 30 years old yet… paper trail of evidence…
I know my music interest was not country, remember that from church and going to Bonita to see aunt Neicee and uncle Dan… every one still lived close by, except the ones in military…. and they would do the spoons, guitars and other twangy sounds and I would go find some place else to hang out… I wasn’t even 8 years old…
Now mommie dearest played classical and I really didn’t enjoy it either….
Before the stroke on Japan at off base housing… I was getting into the stuff that was already a decade old… I never did go hard rock… I barely like soft rock… more the folk kind of stuff… but I never did get into loud music of any kind… explains why I quit the bar scene, gosh can’t remember the last time we went to one… wow…
I bring this up, I was making breakfast and I realized I still liked what I was listening too, when they hurt me again… I will never understand chrisitans, the worse, humans have to offer….
Why is this important… remember Kansas, the carnival place that opened in 49… loud music and sounds… that didn’t bother me… the first remembered violent beating and head injury, I was 6 years old…. there were more head injuries in there between 6 and 14… one of them involved death….
All because christians that are hiding behind a corrupt and evil religion, get away with murder….
I am living proof…..
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Sgt. USAF DAV I Remember… Margie….