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frajuan
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12/25/2025, 1:05:05 AM
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I was in a Army military sysops program in the 1973. Kenosha. As a pubescent teen my girlfriend came with contraceptives from the school. She later had problems with conception after using these chemicals, had surgical operations, and joined the Navy. I went to Milwaukee in 1973 for the Humble Pie band riots. Steve Marriott had been fighting military/mobster operatives since the time I saw them in Chicago in 1971. I did not know this, or that he lost his mind. The National Guard forced us out of the venue the next morning. My mother, and then my grandmother, passed that year. The same summer when I went out west to Colorado with Jerry Irving, a Snap-On factory worker, and Jim Jolliceour just home from Vietnam. I saw several of those poor bastards come home in those years. Pike's Peak? Creme De Banana. When I got home I broke into a pickup truck that apparently belonged to the Mob. I was set-up by a La Raza kid named Felix who lived next door. His old man knew Joe Pepitone. We were "friends." Then it got rougher. I was put in a cell for vandalism. How? They got my license plate after we blasted the windows out of a Rambler station wagon. When the cop asked, Dad said "Tell him." Many years and beatings later, I write this script. My father was a no good Korean War-era bum. He would be proud of knowing "Good soldiers step over bodies for a living." Anyones.
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