The first females graduated in 1980- I arrived in 1983.
After reading this FOX article about the military’s push to bring rape numbers down, I felt the need to tell the story about a rape of a solider I personally know: that solider is me.
The stats on rape in the military are MUCH worse than reported. How do I know? Because both I and my roommate were raped at West Point- and we never reported it. The man who raped me, Will Riggins, class of 1987, is now a Colonel in the Army. The rape is the reason I left West Point. So, while his military career is soaring, I left mine far behind. I never told a soul there- not even the psychologists I was forced to see before I left. All I wanted to do was get as far away from that place as I could. I would move hell and high water to do it. I just wanted to breeze through those interviews and be done with it all. Even though it was possible for me to be forced into 5 years of military service as a private, I didn’t care. I just needed to go. So, I lied. I must have broken some kind of speed record for out-processing from West Point- it took a mere 3 days. I didn’t save a single memento- not my uniforms, not my insignia, not my hat, not anything. I literally packed my few clothes and bolted. (I regret this now.) I was at the end of my third year- had my ring and my car. West Point also required me to give back my class ring as I was no longer worthy of it. I had no where to go (my disappointed mother told me not to come home if I quit) and I didn’t care. There were so many incidents there that were unbearable (example: I belonged to a company called B-1, “Boys One”, that took pride in running out all its women. We women were forced to scream, “Go Boys One!” Boys One still exists there) – but that rape was the last straw for me. West Point was hell for women. (more…)