My story is not unique. It reflects the generation of kids living in the 1950s whose parents fought in World War II and the Korea War, with battlefield scars still evident on their bodies and the nightmares of their friends dying and maimed still fresh in their minds. They came home from the wars seeking new lives in new places and just wanted to find a good job in a quiet town like Midland, in the middle of the Mojave Desert, where they could peacefully lay down their heads at night, forget the terrors of the past and live simple, loving lives with their children.