This is my story. Except for the occasional flights of fancy, it is all true. It is the story of growing up in a large, poor, dysfunctional Catholic family. I describe in detail the abuse by my cruel, mentally ill parents. I tell of my bizarre neighbors, ten years of Catholic schools, where I was subjected to brainwashing and brutality by Catholic nuns, brothers and priests. I describe my youth in Long Beach, CA, and the amazing friends I made there. I tell of brutal cops, of drunken brawls, of cruising and raising hell, of many brushes with death. I describe in detail the inhuman brutality of the Marine Corps as they forged a boy into a man.

It is a detailed, graphic journey through the horror of the Vietnam War, where 90% of my unit were either killed or wounded fighting the North Vietnamese and Vietcong. I describe how I met my Korean 'Mail Order Bride' and our happy forty year marriage. It tells of my forty year struggle with PTSD and how I finally overcame it. It is also a story of surviving the Feminist's fifty year war against men and their children. It is a tale of utter desolation, and ultimate redemption. Lastly, it harks back to my inevitable loss of innocence, back when dreams were still possibilities, back when I was literally eighteen with a bullet. I hope you enjoy my journey.