Well of course the first question is “who is Arthur?” If you have read the piece I wrote on how I lost my virginity and I mention Arthur there. So after I left in November to South Korea, he was being sent to Fort Sill, Oklahoma. In the beginning when they were processing me into Yongsan and there was a moment when they asked if any of the females may think that they maybe pregnant and so I raised my hand. They then took me to the clinic to make sure, because if I was they would automatically send me home, but I was good to go. When I did get the chance to talk to my fiance at that time Arthur, I mentioned that I had a prego scare and he sort of got happy but wished I was. However, eventually Arthur and I would grow apart and kind of forgot about each other and that was it. I never mentioned the fact that I was raped to him, so not sure where he is?
The last time that I was in contact with Arthur was in 2005 and I think he was stationed as a MP (Military Police) in Camp Casey, South Korea where I was before I got out. He had reclassed and became an MP, from a Signal Corp. This is when the war was still taking soldiers overseas to Afghanistan and not sure whether he lived or died in the field. Whenever I told this story to people they would feel bad for me, because I have no idea, even till this day I do not know if he is alive or not. He was 7 years older than me and was from Fort Defiance, Arizona. The last name that he went by was Hardy. I know that his dad was in a wheelchair and he had a little brother and I think an older sister. I only met the little brother and I still know where I went as their house goes, but I know they upgraded to something better. So that is where I lost him.
The person that I chose as my little brother is also from Fort Defiance and he had never heard that name, so I have not gotten any type of news. Overall I wonder what he would have said if I would have been truthful with him. Now my husband is still trying to help me with dealing with my mental issues, but way better than before. I have many ways that I center myself aside from being a traditional Navajo. He was my one and only full blooded Navajo in my life, everyone else was a half-breed. I do miss Arthur because he was my first, but I wish I knew that he was doing great somewhere in this continent. Funny thing is when I did tell him I had a daughter when I chatted with him again and he really thought that my baby was his, but nope my baby is a navajo taco. Overall I wish you love, luck and blessings Arthur, where ever you are?


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