by Gloria Christine Dotzler
(Cleveland, Ohio)
I was 16 when I married Bob. He was a soldier, and we lived in Texas. My family and everything I had known was in Pennsylvania. 1300 miles from home. All was fun and I was in love. The violence started in my pregnancy of my first child. It was scary, and he was sorry. I guess I was hoping I was Cinderella and everything would get better. It never did. I survived 20 years with this man. Never truly realizing how much power he had and still has.