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Memoirs of a Fractured Soul

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My first day of Marine Corps Bootcamp was September 11, 2001. When I graduated on the Pearl Harbor Day of Remembrance I should have taken that as an omen. With the war in Iraq looming on the horizon I was forced to grow up hard and fast. This is the soul searching, coming-of-age story of an extrovert child,  an awkward teen,  a hardened Marine, a lost adult, a broken combat veteran, a flawed husband, a loving father, and a fractured soul.

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Sex, Drugs, Addiction, PTSD, Murder, Prison, Prayer, Revenge,  Abortions, Suicide, RapeAll Rights Reserved

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Genesis: The Question that Started it All (Part 1)
Wed, Oct 14, 2020

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Genesis: The Question that Started it All (Part 1)
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