Chapter Preview: The Book of Mormon

 Chapter Preview

The Book of Mormon

I learned quickly that the entire 33rd AMU Enlisted Airmen & NCOs were Spoiled Boys and Brilliant Men who had never been told “No” in their lives. They were divided into 2 Groups: The Mormons, and Everybody Else.

I immediately fell in with the Party Guys, who were all connected in one way or another with David. 

The rumors and gossip about me were rampant with claims of Homosexuality. By the time I graduated Flight Line Training at Shaw Air Force Base, it was an established “Fact” that I was a Lesbian. 

So When Staff Sargent Tim Hicks and his Mormon Brotherhood discovered I married David Brabham, they started an all out War against me. 

Their outrage over Jail Bait married to the Squadron Resident Bad Boy & Low Country Favorite Son went unchecked.  

The Gossip & Stories they spread throughout the 33rd AMU stretched the imagination from 

    David & I were intentionally defrauding the Government just so we could both “party off base”, to 

    I was an accessory to David violating the 9th Commanders Probation. 

The worst rumor encouraged by Staff Sargent Hicks and spread by the Mormon Crew Chiefs was that I was a “Tranny”, a Trans Woman homosexual transgender man. I warned David about the accusation inside the 33rd Crew Chief A Flight, which would mean the Witch Hunt for Homosexuals hiding behind a fake marriage, could turn to him in the 19th AMU next door. 

It took my reminding the Master Sergeant of my own A Flight Crew Chiefs that if I was a Trans Woman, then David would also be in violation of the UCMJ. 

None of the Mormon Crew Chiefs, not a single one, would take their accusations directly to the 1st Sergeant of the Squadron, or the Command of the 19th AMU.

The very idea that the Base Play Boy was Homosexual was a complete farce.  

David was a staunch Red Neck - South Carolina Low Country - Racist who knew full well putting your dick up the asshole of anyone or anything made you a Faggot no matter how much Bourbon you swallowed. 

He was a Good Old Southern Boy who, with much hostility and an abundance of physical violence, opposed all them “Niggas, Alligatahs, Apes, Coons, an Pedafiles”, just like his Daddy, and his Grand Daddy, and his Great Grand Daddy. 

As soon as my 2 week Training with Staff Sargent Callahan was signed off, Staff Sargent Hicks forced the A Flight Master Sergeant to reassign me to a Mormon Junior Staff Sergeant to help him gain Experience Points for his promotion . He was married with multiple children, and a reputation within Base Housing for Domestic Violence. 

The man was incensed to complete rage. The resulting 30 days of Training were brutal. Every day I heard what a Piece of Shit, Fucking Whore, Gold Digger, and Slut I was.  

He threw 40lb Aircraft Engine Panels at me. 

    He sprayed me with Hydraulic fluid. 

        Poured JP-4 on me. 

            Locked me inside my own Jet’s Engine Intake. 

On one occasion, he locked me inside an Aircraft Hangar and left me there. 

I came home with bruises all over my body everyday. 

Four out of every Seven days during that 30 day period, I came home soaking wet head to toe in Green Avionics Fluid, Pink Hydraulic Fluid, or the worst which burned my skin, JP-4 (F-16 Jet Fuel). 

At one point David asked me in disbelief 

    “Are they punching you out there on the Flight Line?” 

Of course there were no physical attacks, no one was quite ready to cross the line yet. At the time I didn’t understand that David’s rank and reputation was the barbed baling wire between me and physical assault.