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About Eyewitnessed: Believe What You Cannot See
Product Description A cover up of one of the worst environmental disasters in the history of the United States took place at Camp Lejeune, North Carolina from 1957 to 1987. An estimated one million Marines and families were exposed to multiple sources of unregulated chemicals discovered in base drinking water systems. One specific chemical was benzene, a gasoline additive, which is a carcinogen known to cause cancer. One point one million gallons of gasoline leaked into the drinking water. This has been the subject of at least three congressional hearings over the last few years. Numerous documents containing explosive information have been unearthed. Another chemical was Trichloroethylene (TCE), a chlorinated solvent in fire extinguishers, aerosol propellants, degreasers, cleaning solutions, paint thinners, pesticides, and glues - to name a few. Who took on the Defense Department, Congress and powerful special interests on Capitol Hill to expose this needless atrocity? How has one Marine survived for 30 years with diagnosis of renal failure, kidney dialysis, congestive heart failure, Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma, and various other catastrophic illnesses from his exposure? In the words of one news reporter, "He was getting ready to fight battles overseas and never dreamed his real fight would come from the water. We were drinking it, cooking in it, bathing in it and just absorbing it through the body." Eyewitnessed is inspirational, motivational, and informational - with a tiny bit of humor. Follow one African-American family in this unending saga - coping as victims of the Camp Lejeune contaminated water cover up. Review I am stronger and wiser because of this book. I thank the Author so much for sharing their life long experience with the world. Please get this book and experience what I did while reading. You will not go wrong. God bless you all!!! ~ Annette Tribble I loved this book!! What a matter-of-fact inspirational story. I found it to heart felt, heart warming and genuine. It gives hope to the hopeless, and faith to those struggling. very empowering! ~ Brenda M. Robinson From the Author INTRODUCTION Into Each Life a Little Rain Must Fall, but in Some Lives, There are Tsunamis Every life is a book. Some are brief and sweet. Others may be lengthy and extremely bitter. Over the years, I witnessed a vast number of profound miracles involving my family and myself. Though I never had a desire to author a book, the Holy Spirit impressed me to do so immediately after my husband, Kenneth underwent brain surgery in September of 2003. Many details of that miraculous adventure have been shared here from my journal and other evidence. You've heard the old adage: Into each life, a little rain must fall. Well, I've felt a need to add to it: In some lives, there are tsunamis. As Garfield might say, "I resemble that remark." My firstborn daughter, KaShanta, calls me Job'ette. Therefore, I am in great anticipation of the manifestation of my 42 nd chapter like Job. Verse 12 declares, " Now theLORD blessed the latter days of Job more than his beginning. " I watched Ken die as I held his hand at the University of Alabama at Birmingham. As the breath left his body, I was unable to hold up his 6'4" frame, so he slid down into a chair and onto the floor - code 10. Over the next two months, I really grew to dread hearing that terminology. That night, I walked the hall in my nightclothes and battled with the spirit of death - reminding Satan of the authority that I possessed with Jesus as my Savior. My declaration: Ken would live and not die. A defibrillator was utilized; and approximately twenty minutes after what seemed like an eternity , the doctors were able to detect a faint pulse - in his wrist. As they wheeled him off to the Intensive Care Unit, I could see him fighting. His eyes were fluttering so I yelled out to him that I was not going to leave h
