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My father William Christian Dethlefsen served in the Army air Corp during WWII in North Africa and Italy and my father in law Riley Mack Tidwell served in WWII with Ernie Pyle and after the war helped with the making of the movie Go Joe with Robert Mitchum . My husband was a marine during Viet Nam and I served later during peacetime at Walter Reed as a medic under President Raegan. I am the only woman veteran in the entire family. Being in the service was my way of recapturing the life that I had and lost and replacing it with another love the military and our country. I made many bad choices…mehr

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My father William Christian Dethlefsen served in the Army air Corp during WWII in North Africa and Italy and my father in law Riley Mack Tidwell served in WWII with Ernie Pyle and after the war helped with the making of the movie Go Joe with Robert Mitchum . My husband was a marine during Viet Nam and I served later during peacetime at Walter Reed as a medic under President Raegan. I am the only woman veteran in the entire family. Being in the service was my way of recapturing the life that I had and lost and replacing it with another love the military and our country. I made many bad choices in life that I can't undo though I was driven by the illness called bipolar I was told I would never work again but tried desperately to find a job where I could afford to get my children back under my roof but people wouldn't let bipolar have a chance. I scored highest in nursing school but was rejected. I suffered as years past with delusions, highs, lows and psychosis and left a trail of destruction in my path. I live all alone now away from my family and friends wishing I was back in the army where I didn't have the time to think about my miserable life.
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My name is Margaret Dethlefsen Tidwell I was born in December of 1953 to a family of all girls. I was the tomboy in the bunch. My childhood was happy till I was about 9 and I suffered with depression and bullied in my school. From the 9 to 15 years old I cried myself to sleep every night But I excelled after a change in schools and did well, but the depression returned in my 12th grade year. Yet I did graduate with highest honors. I really wanted to join the service, but I got married instead. I had 3 beautiful children and then a unwanted divorce. I tried to support a family of 4 as a construction worker and union painter. I got lot of criticism doing a man's job and harassment went in all the time I just harassed back. A child psychologist said my boys needed a father figure and their father had just remarried so for their honeymoon they got my boys. That really made me sad and later my daughter wanted to live there also to be with her brothers. I joined the Army and served well, achieving the highest rank I could get for my enlistment in one year. Then I had a patient die that I had got to attached to and I had a nervous breakdown. I was told I would never work again but I tried hard to get in my feet to where I could afford to get the children back under my roof. But nobody hires a mental patient. And I got the highest score on a test for nursing school measured for my uniform but when the fall came, they never called me for the class. Years went by and my illness got worse leaving nothing but destruction in my relationship to family and friends. An inability on my part to properly communicate anymore. I suffered from delusions highs into mania and lows and psychosis. I could never let go of the rage I endured losing my children. If only some company would have given me a chance my life would not have turned out such a mess. My family and friends don't even know who I am. I am broken.