I came from an extremely abusive childhood; my mother constantly abused my siblings and me physically and psychologically. If I did not get my ass kicked 3-4 times per week for some minor infraction, that was a good week. I was constantly told that I would never amount to anything. Around my 13th birthday, my parents found an adult whom they felt would be a good role model and mentor for me. It turned out that this person was a pedophile, and he abused me until I was 16 years old. I tried to speak to my parents about this type of abuse, but they thought I was lying.
When I turned 16, I could no longer take abuse from my parents or our family friends. I obtained the handwritten birth certificate that my parents received from the hospital after I was born. This was not the “Official” birth certificate kept at the Clark County, Chicago hall of records office. With a friend’s help, I changed my DOB to reflect my age as 18. During that time, the need for volunteers to join the Military was incredible, and I am sure my recruiter looked the other way regarding the forgery.
I was now on my way to the induction center in downtown Los Angeles where I was sworn in as a member of the US Army.