Keeper of memory, teller of crossings.

 

Stories gathered like honey between years.

 

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A Digital Museum of Memory: one woman's attempt to understand a life by arranging its photographs, documents, and stories until the pattern became visible.

 

Soap Opera with Afterburners.

 

Personal memoir, base life, Cold War history, aviation traces, and the human weather that moved through it.

 

This is a personal memoir and visual archive. These posts are literary memory, satire, and historical reflection connected to base life, Cold War-era training, and the people who passed through those years.

 

This is not official military history. It does not represent the Egyptian Air Force, the U.S. Air Force, the Department of Defense, or any government.

 

Documents, photographs, notes, letters, and direct statements are presented as preserved personal records. Memoir passages and commentary are personal recollection, interpretation, and artistic arrangement.

 

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My work took me from George AFB to Norton AFB to March ARB, supporting missions that ranged from MWR to operational programs to long-term preservation of military visual history.

 

At George AFB, I worked for MWR at the NCO and Officers Clubs and later in the MWR front office.

 

I left for Norton AFB in April 1986.

 

At Norton AFB, I worked with the 445th MAW in Recruiting and then in Plans and Mobility, before transferring to the 1352nd AVS (Video Documentation).

 

I also supported unique programs at Norton AFB, including work associated with the Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird #972 at Det 6, 2762nd Logistics Squadron, and the Peacekeeper Rail Garrison program.

 

I returned to the 1352nd AVS (Combat Camera), working within the Visual Information Library through its relocation and transition to the Defense Visual Information Records Center (DVIRC) near March ARB.

 

There, I helped modernize workflows supporting the digital preservation of visual records documenting decades of U.S. military history.

 

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A kind woman from Spain showed me that imagery and words together could make the world understandable.

 

For a girl with dyslexia and a mind that instinctively searched for patterns, it was like being handed a map of the world.