I am from New Jersey. We don’t jump on one guy. I Suffer From CRS Can’t Remember Shit Shirt! If you get him, you got to get me too! Then, the lights went out. I don’t remember anything after that. Either I was struck on the head with loss of consciousness, or the beating was so severe that the racial assault is buried deep in my memory – never to be recalled. This happened while on active duty in the US Navy at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba 1964. This was before the terms traumatic brain injury and post traumatic stress disorder became part of the common lexicon.