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Life Story #42
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Born March 23, 1954 in the oldest settlement on the Mississippi river, to middle class parents. Stay at home mom. Breast fed, hungry, constantly crying for milk, so developed strong lungs and immune system. Had to add formula after six weeks. Parents said I never learned to walk, started running and was put in yard naked to get sunshine and run until naptime. Age 22 months copied my dad picking limbs and tossing over fence. Mom felt like I was in danger and rushed towards porch door just in time to witness me tossing a rattlesnake over the fence! (In meditation I remember seeing a white female figure to my right side, reaching with her left hand to block the strike and deflect venom). We moved the next month to inside the city limits.

Had fenced yards to run and wrestle with female German Shepard in, and trees to climb. Safe neighborhood with stay at home mom's and several retired couples watching and having coffee with to stay informed. Birth of brother in 1956 caused me to learn that I was no longer the center of attention and later had to learn to control my anger at being teased by younger siblings. 1960 learned that I could get away with losing my temper, when younger brother disobeyed rule and climbed into the Buick, locked the doors and stood on back seat teasing me through back glass. I snatched a handful of pea gravel and threw it at him, shattering the glass, no injury to him. Fear caused me to run and hide for hours until dad got home and family and neighbors searched and called for me until dark. I snuck around side of house, jumped the fence and hid behind neighbors house until heard my mom say she was calling the police. I walked in front door, parent's glad to see me safe, and was not punished! Feeling of I can get away with it, and if I acted sorry for my actions, may not have to pay the price!

Elementary school experience in the fourth grade, age nine. Before aptitude test I looked up and made eye contact with one of the smart girls and heard a voice asking if I wanted to make the best grade. Answered mentally yes. Felt like autopilot while reading and marking the ovals with number two pencil. When scored results available, my teacher took me aside and explained that mine was the second highest in the fourth grade! So began year long encouragement from my home room teacher to study and try to make highest grades, even with my rebellious streak, managed A and B grades instead of being satisfied with not studying and making only C averages. 

Sixth grade began interest in wanting to have sex with girls. Erection during classes common, learned to masturbate from neighbors kids. First penetration with completion with eight-year-old active neighbors daughter, after twenty minutes of her having me press my head on her clit, then guided me inside. Remember thinking, don't ever want to use my hand again, pussy is one hundred times better! Of course learned real fast that can't get it when you want it, have to do favors for girls first. Made the sixth grade football team, lineman, second string. Had to protect dental brace's with mouthpiece, and enjoyed playing rough. We were the worst team with the worst coach! I did not care, it was fun and attracted girls.

My dad's father died in 1967, when I was thirteen years old, attending eighth grade. Woke up late evening to wide screen type vision of him floating up on his back and fighting to get back down to his flesh. He looked up and then accepted death, continued ascent, never looking back. When I went down the stairs my mother said that granddad just died, and when I told her that I knew it, she just nodded and said we were both psychic. 

1968 when fourteen years old, my state laws allowed students to take drivers training and get permit at age fourteen and six months. Completed course and got permit. To get the money for my first car I had to work during summer in lumber warehouse, with competition from my twelve-year-old younger and jealous brother. He did all in his power to try and set me up for an accident or have me blamed for breaking one of the rules that get an employee fired, even though we were both temporary help and our dad was the business owner. My three months of work were interrupted with one week of camp, and loss of some days due to lack of work. When our neighbor brought his old 1955 Chevy sedan for me to test drive, my dad matched the two hundred fifty dollars, and I was able to buy a very clean car that was worth over five thousand dollars! Model 210, straight six cylinder, with column three speed manual, two door. My brother was told he would be enrolled at the military academy if he damaged my car, and then he began planning how to cause me to lose driving privileges. Succeeded couple of times due to teasing me into fighting him. I learned to tune out his attempts. When he was fourteen, he passed his drivers training, but got arrested for DWI across the river in neighboring state, when he stopped and pissed on the Welcome Sign! He had to wait a full year before having to pass his drivers license test, and then did all right for a couple of months.

Music began to influence me with first AMFM radio. Listened to Rock, R & B, Blues while falling asleep. Spent money earned driving school bus for private high school we attended on 33 LP albums and later eight tracks of Steppenwolf, Jefferson Airplane, Black Sabbath, Bee Gee's, Allman Brothers, ZZ Top, Deep Purple, Yes, Grateful Dead, Ten Years After, Dr. John, J. Geils Band, and many others. Always listening to music every chance we got. 


1969 desegregation plan caused some white families to organize private schools for K -12. I attended first half of ninth grade at public school, and had no racist events, knew most black families through our family hardware and lumber business carpenters and homeowners repairs accounts. Had to drive to second half of ninth grade year over thirty miles one-way until lost driving privileges due to fighting younger brother. Had close call with hiding a fifth of whiskey behind the spare tire in the trunk, dry county laws were in effect for the school location, stupidly shared with an older student who was a trusted neighbor and he told someone, was overheard, and I got a strong impression to get rid of it at next break. The old repairman working on the basketball building doors heard about it and walked over right when I was fixing to empty and toss bottle into gully. He asked for it not to go to waste, I gave it to him in brown paper bag, closed trunk, and headed back to class. 

Principle interrupted class to ask me for my car keys, I stayed calm, gave them to him and later found out that someone had called the sheriffs office to open my car and search for alcohol and drugs! Got away with a close call, again adding to my false sense of security that I was above the law. Rode the school bus for a month! This old building had the large 12" X 14" glass panes in old wooden windows, I was asked by the teacher to open one (no air conditioner) and it had white paint holding the bottom sash stuck. I tapped on the wood frame with my hand and the pane fell out and broke due to my accidentally striking the glass, and the teacher freaked thinking I had cut myself, no injury. 

1970 rolled my rebuilt 1955 Chevy over while on washboard gravel road in the county! My friend shouted for me to pull my left arm inside, right before it would have been mangled by steel door grinding hard red clay gravel. Car slid down hill on roof, I landed on my head and heard a loud snap and neck pain, one vertebrate pushed out of alignment, never saw doctor and began life long sinus problems. Bought a worn out 1966 Chevy panel delivery truck from funeral home, replaced six cylinder with 327 hi-performance V8 from an old 1956 Chevy drag strip racer, and put an old mattress in back for partying and parking for sex with girls. Had a close call on my way back from a store that did not ask for teenagers ID to buy wine, and foolishly drank a fifth of apple wine on the way home. A highway patrolman observed me putting the green bottle down, slowed, and then thinking I was one of the funeral home owner's sons, ignored it. Example of the Good Ole Boy way of life in small town Mississippi of the late 1960's. 

Pattern of substance abuse was setting in! Our party group rode around on the weekend, drinking and smoking pot, listening to eight-track stereo. Never got pulled over by law enforcement. When I drove home for lunch during senior year, smoking a joint while using the back roads, an older deputy was at an intersection checking drivers license, so I flipped the roach out the passenger window and stayed calm. He asked for DL and registration, then looked me in the eye and said my eyes were red! I answered that dust had gotten in them on the old road. He observed me for several of the longest minutes, and then said all right you need to go straight home for lunch and then back to school. Again got away with substance abuse without being arrested! Math class was so mellow and my poor grades showed it!

1972 had steady girlfriend for two years, and planning on high school graduation. Had no idea about how devious a jealous female can be! She was so worried that when I moved to a major coastal city to attend the business college that my dad and grand dad attended, that I would date college girls and break up with my her fifteen year old self, that she consulted an occultist for spell work. Unknown to her, I was already being cursed by another occultist, due to pissing off the dance instructor for the lead role in the annual spring pilgrimage celebration that I had promised to perform in. I changed my mind, and began to party with old neighborhood drinking buddies, and escape from anxiety due to upcoming major life changes of going off to college. Combination of two spells caused a lethal car accident and my near death, OBE harsh life lesson!

Friday evening had a premonition even before drive home from high school. Ignored heavy feeling that I should stay home and rest, instead of going on date with steady girlfriend. Graduation present received early when my parents bought me a used Chevy Impala four door, automatic with rebuilt V8 engine, all I had to add was an under dash eight track tape player and two 6" X 9" speakers under the rear deck. I drove it easy due to breaking in engine, and the timing was retarded to prevent tire-burning abilities! This Friday evening was a continuous feeling of impending disaster, yet I chose to ignore the bad vibes, picked up my girlfriend, then my two cousins, and already had my sister and her best friend in car for five passengers plus driver. Dropped the four off, so my girlfriend and I could park and fuck. Then we went to the city park, swing set fun, got ready to leave and pick up our four passengers from a non-alcoholic youth center. I heard a voice in my head saying "it would be better for you not to get back in that car tonight!". My girlfriend noticed that something was wrong, and turned pale when I told her. I asked her to drive, she refused. I tossed the keys toward the sand under the swing set, and said I was going to walk to a pay phone, call my parents for a ride home for her. She got out and searched for keys about fifteen minutes before finding them. So I chose to be extra careful driving to the youth center. Arrived safely and began to let my guard down.

Unknown to us, law enforcement were looking for two teenagers drag racing at area four-lane stoplights. I got into my car with five passengers, turned out of parking lot and noticed five or six highway patrol cars on the shoulder northbound lanes with no headlights on. Looked left at no traffic, looked right at one vehicle over quarter mile away, looked left again and pulled across lanes while noticing one vehicle closer than anticipated so I stopped in the median and waited for it to pass. Then took foot off brake, heard a loud scream and crash. The two drag racing cars had no lights on and the full size Dodge entered my car in the middle section going about sixty according to skid marks. Killed my sisters best friend instantly who was sitting behind me. I heard my left lung collapse when my head hit the windshield; tape kept playing two lyrics of a song and then stopped. Aware of Spirit Guides voice on my right side telling me to relax, you are going to be all right. This occurred a couple of feet above and to the right of my flesh. Jaws of life used to remove my flesh from the car and EMT noticed a pulse. I remained outside of my body while the ambulance took it to Regional ER. Remember hearing and seeing the traffic and the looks on peoples faces outside of the ambulance! Woke up for a moment when the nurse gave me a shot of demoral to help me relax and die. A priest rushed in and began administering last rights, even though I was a one time a year Methodist.

Woke up three weeks later in extreme pain from every rib being fractured, left hip broken, all teeth broken down into my gums, ruptured liver, both kidneys ruptured, near lethal concussion. Demoral dosage every three hours kept me from going into shock. Then caught double pneumonia and had the metal tube forced down my throat every morning to pump my lungs out, after surviving high fever and convulsions for a week while different antibiotics were tried. Too weak after one week to continue with having lungs pumped. Chose to have tracheotomy. When anesthesiologist calculated dosage to keep me conscious yet numb, I lied about not having any barbiturates for last couple months so my heart stopped for a minute and I lifted out and felt free of pain! Traveled to a green pasture and stopped at a deep ravine while observing a white robed figure on the other side. He told me I had to go back, not my time yet. I did not want to go back into my damaged mind-body flesh. Then snapped back and observed monitor off flat line, doctor waited a few minutes, then heard sound of knife cutting through my throat, and then windpipe sounds with each breath. Installed metal and stitched in place. Made rapid recovery with therapy in room. After removal of device, began to eat solid food, and slow partial recovery from near fatal injuries.

The night of the graduation prom, my girlfriend was allowed to visit for the first time in five weeks. She freaked out over the catheter and my one hundred twenty-pound weak body. I told her I just needed a shower and my tux then we could go to the graduation ceremony. She told me that I did not have the strength to sit up, much less walk. Reality began arriving like a freight train pressing me into deep hole. She explained that the prom happened two nights ago and her older brother escorted her.

Discharged after six weeks, and family helped me slowly get sleeping, eating, bathroom, clothes and walking routines established. I realized after couple of months that I had no inner dialogue! When I tried to explain it to my mom, she said that I was going to recover and that others would not understand so keep it to myself. Went on four dates with girlfriend, and caught her pulling up her jeans after getting balled by three young men on my way back from the store to get ice for spring gathering at a local swimming hole. She said that I did this to her, she was frustrated at not being able to orgasm even with three partners. I said that it was taking longer for me to get my sex working again after the damn catheter and will be able to satisfy her when I got my strength back. I was amused that my before near fatal accident sex was that good, and felt an emotional coldness in my heart. She gave me my senior ring back and we broke up the next week.

Doctor was not going to prescribe any steroids or any pain medicine. So this was before therapy and PTS information was known, basically left on my own to walk and try to build my muscles up. When I was able to walk couple hundred yards without gasping for breath and seeing little gray spots before my eyes, got some pot to help my recovery. Another wrong choice on my Chemical Dependency Years. Slowly got strength and had vision of a Chevy two-door dark blue car with big block and four-speed manual. Asked my dad to start looking for my next car and found a trade-in 1968 Impala hardtop with exactly what I saw in my minds eye. Left hip hurt from clutch, but felt like the right car for me. Never had an accident or even a speeding ticket in this car, it topped out at over 120 MPH on straight section of the levee road. Survived not being stolen or towed from my arrest in New Orleans with a group partying at the wrong apartment; it was under surveillance due to a felon suing the city over false arrest. First experience with NOPD and Central lockup, near broken fingers from sadistic print taker and holding cell crazies. My dad bailed me out; I loaded the few possessions in a basement apartment on Seventh Street at St. Charles Avenue, followed his car home. Not ready for private business college, so began working in family business waiting on customers, operating lift-trucks, problem solving and now I had a goal to return and finish my accounting degree.

1974 was an awakening for my damaged mind-body. Friend introduced me to mescaline. It slowly began helping me stand, walk and move my flesh with co-ordination and strength for the first time in two years. Had clear inner dialogue and felt grounded, confident, began understanding jokes and laughing again. I was able to help unload a box car full of packaged fiberglass insulation without tearing any bundles and then toss each bundle to stack neatly on top storage area. The foreman was amazed and said it was about time I learned how to do the job right, and that what ever vitamins I found to keep taking them. Ran out after four peak experiences. Continued to improve my quality of life with one girlfriend at a time until able to perform like my old self with multiple partners. This was the 1970's and we did not know of any STD that a shot and Rx would not cure. I was lucky to choose clean partners and not get any pregnant. Continued partying with a trusted group of business owner
's kids with LSD, mushrooms fresh from the cow patty, and pot. 

1975 springtime was amazed that our main supplier of party substances stopped and began attending a Pentecostal type church! He invited our group to check it out, and only four of us went to a revival service with him. We had way too much chemical's in our systems, and ran to the altar when the preacher said to. Cataclysmic born again emotional experience that resulted in my disposing of all items in my stash and instant bible quoting, testifying of salvation fool phase of my early twenties lifestyle. I was not warned about possession by personalities that choose to stay in churches. Never allowed myself to speak in tongues, it did not feel right and I was disturbed watching people fall out in a trance state or worse when they yelled and jumped and down on the benches. Later I was stopped from singing in the choir due to thinking I could sing! Strange event while in my apartment caused me to hear two male spirits talking about my large 33 LP collection of rock music and how it was evil and should be burned. I foolishly loaded all albums into a fifty-five gallon trash drum and dumped them into the fire pit! Not possessed, but very much obsessed by the wrong religion for my current life path. Soon after my sister introduced me to a tall green-eyed girl that felt like an electric shock. I moved to the state capital and stayed with her parents in the spare bedroom, due to her mother being super religious and not allowing sex before marriage. Damn. Welcome My Son To The Blue Balls Express. Got engaged, had steady job helping mechanic on heavy equipment repairs for one of the major shops supplying highway building equipment nationwide. 

The Master Mechanic had a long list of injured helpers due to accidents that were not his fault! I experienced an unexplained event that was witnessed by five mechanics one afternoon. I was holding the one-inch diameter 24" solid metal rod while the accident prone man hit it with all his might to drive the track pin from the left side of a D7 bulldozer. He connected first six strikes, and then missed on the seventh and everyone came running to help with what they were sure was serious injuries to my hand or arm. They did not hear metal on metal sound. At the moment it happened a bright white glow appeared around my body and freaked the hammer swinger out. The company first aid crew showed up and examined me with eyes wide open, and I said it must have hit the wood handle and missed me. The handle did not have any fresh marks. So we began using a knockout pin tool that had a long 3/8-inch handle attached to it. We both knew that something blocked the five-pound hammer from breaking my arm, and no matter how I acted like it was simply a near miss; he never believed it was a Spiritual Event.

Lost my job due to lack of business in the fall of 1975, cancelled the wedding, returned the gifts and made plans to move back in with my parents and apply for admittance to the private business college that I dropped out of in 1973 due to "relative to possession charges arrest". My sister finally told me that her friend just wanted to lose her virginity to an experienced lover, and that she was afraid of being moved out of her parents home if her mother found out! Damn religious fanatics getting in the way of the pussy!

Loaded my few possessions and moved back into my parent's large home. Hired by manager of our family business when the foreman and his wife decided to move closer to her home state. Back to punching the time clock and living clean and sober due to religious not Spiritual activities involving sweet and wet young women. It is True, We Work so we can get pussy, keep pussy and try to get even more outside pussy! 

1978 experienced premonition of flooding while in class at business college in New Orleans during May Flash Flood, and chose to believe that since we were in the highest ground close to the Quarter, no need to look outside until was told it was a river! Packed books, took off leather shoes and waded one block to my 1968 Buick already full of water. It started and I turned right and opened back door allowing gush of water out and reducing weight, had to keep moving onto Jackson Street one block to right on St. Charles then one block left into high ground floor of apartments parking garage. Pulled in and backed into my space, engine died, would not start. Synchronicity Experienced. Climbed stairs to first level apartment and called steady girl friend, her house was not flooded but the area streets had over two feet of water, and phone died as we ended our conversation. Had warm shower, dry clothes and cans of food until next day power back on. Experienced Synchronicity Moment while borrowing my moms large blue Oldsmobile with white half vinyl roof. Voice asked me if I wanted a smaller two-door car that looked like this one, I said yes, and next trip home my dad had bought me an Oldsmobile Omega! It was dependable and only one side-swipe accident in front of my college on Jackson Street, the lady was arrested, I had a Louisiana chauffeurs current driving license or I would have been arrested, due to draconian laws still in effect for New Orleans. Enjoyed November vacation with new girlfriend and her new Buick with Kissimmee, Florida adventure and three days at Disney World with Synchronicity Events enabling money for good experiences.

My charmed life continued until involved with a hot blue-eyed blond married woman. Her husband threatened to kill me with his 30-06 hunting rifle, and I had permission from the sheriff to carry a concealed handgun for protection. Synchronicity Event when I was out of my apartment when he stopped by and beat on my door until my neighbor checked him out and was alarmed at an obviously mentally unstable individual. He left before she called law enforcement. We talked about it later and she reminded me of her premonition of my new girlfriend being Trouble. Within two weeks I was introduced to my soon to be first and only wife. Can you say "hyper-downward emotional spiral?" Engaged and lived together for five of six months, and then she got weird about it being sinful to have sex before marriage! My mother warned me that my soon to be wife was accepted, yet not one of us. I had no idea the scope of her southern belle awareness and knowing that the marriage was only about my family
's money. 

1981 August marriage in the Cathedral with large attendance. Honeymoon drive to Arkansas began the obvious lack of any common daily habits except for work and sex. While walking near pay phone I Received Strong Premonition that our house was been burglarized. Called our number, phone picked up by one of the crooks, and heard a male voice saying Give Me That, then line went dead! Considered calling sheriffs office, but could not find correct number, and knew it would not be healthy to say I had a psychic vision of house burglary! Chose not to call and lie about having a sensor that calls out if door or window is forced during break-in. My bride was not understanding about my Psychic Ability, so I had to tune it out. When we made it into town four days later, the entrance aluminum drive gate was wide open, and the front door open to the rent house! Fridge was wide open and food was ruined. Lost several hunting rifles, stereo, TV, and keepsake jewelry that was not of money value! 

All furniture remained and the kitchen wall phone was working! Deputy arrived later, filed reports, and he did lift several very clean prints from a large hand, but no matches. She was already pregnant with our first child, our daughter, and did not know it. Drinking beer and wine every evening, until realized not able to hold it down, then suspected pregnancy. In the spring of 1982, Our daughter was born after two days of petocin induced labor, did not dilate, her water broke two days earlier, and we had an emergency Cesarean due to our daughters beginning to breathe fluid. She had her lungs cleared and loud cries told us she was healthy. 

Next day I, celebrated by spending a hundred on a hooker, and then went to visit my wife and our daughter in the hospital. We learned how to take care of our infant with help from trusted baby sitter, family and great neighbors and Catholic Church friends. The Daycare owner assured us that her cigarette smoke would not enter the room withinfant's cribs, and we trusted her. Later our daughter developed sinus and ear infections, fever spiked, she had seizures and specialist in New Orleans tested her for damage, thankfully she was all right and was helped by allergy shots. Our daughter was happy and learned quickly, and later helped her younger brother to learn to speak after he had tubes inserted in his ears and could hear properly. So we know that cigarette smoke does damage infant's ears!

1984 Our son was born with scheduled cesarean in same month and within one week of his older sisters birth. My wife's parents arrived to take our two-year-old daughter to their home until her new brother was settled in. Healthy son and wife. Then began getting strong impressions to install our daughter's car seat in her grand parents full size pickup for the two-hour trip home. Both grand parents' assured me they would install the car seat, but that she would be just fine riding in her grand dad's lap! I felt an urgent need to install the car seat over objections and could only get it safely facing forward, instead of facing what I thought would be safer position. After securely strapping my daughter into her car seat, they left to buy watermelon and groceries from the commissary and then trip home. About four hours later I knew my daughter was hurt. Then got a call from hospital that an oncoming station wagon's driver died from heart attack, drifted into my mother-in-law's lane and even with pulling all the way to edge of soft shoulder was hit head-on. Our daughter was sound asleep when the groceries smashed through the back glass, both grand parents were injured seriously and never make full recoveries. Only injury to our daughter was bruise from the nylon car seat strap that saved her life! Had to tell her mother in a few minutes due to local news story mentioning it, so she had to be calmed by medication and restrained by friends until deciding not to rush to her Aunt's home where our daughter spent the night with trusted cousins. My dad rode with me the next day in my pickup with the best car seat available installed between us. Our daughter was running and playing in the front yard in borrowed clothes, acting like nothing was wrong. 

We had safe and high speed no traffic and perfect weather return trip. She saw her younger brother for the first time. Experienced my own dad criticizing me for speeding, just like he used to drive when taking me to orthodontist appointments when I was eleven years old! My wife was all right after hugging our daughter and discussing the accident. Soon I was able to take our daughter home and fix supper, give her a bath and examine other bruises on her from playing outside with her cousins. She put on her own pj's and I read one of her favorite books to her until she was sleeping, then put her in the baby bed with side rails. Watched her breathing and listened to her, thanking God, Jesus, Buddha, Mary for protecting our daughter from death on the same day our son was born!

1986 local economy collapsed mainly due to bad oil related climate, and our family business lost two hundred and fifty thousand dollars in bad accounts receivable for next two years due to contractors bankruptcy's! Began downsizing, and my mother's cancer returned after eight years of remission after radical mastectomy and radiation and chemo in Texas. To survive this new challenge my dad and youngest brother bought a prime business property, sold dwellings, developed the land and spent about half of a $500,000 bank loan that I was strongly recommended to co-sign! He meant well, however my mother's health failing caused my dad to lose his vision and spirit, and live in denial. Found out later from my mother about a month before she died in her sleep in her own bed and home, that my own youngest brother had threatened to move to Australia and live with a woman he met on a BSA Eagle Scout International Camporee in 1984. So his reason was that I would not teach him how to run the family business! He was not willing to do manual labor like I did to work my way up through the ranks and paid the price for learning this business from the ground up! I asked him to please fill in where needed to help keep the customer happy. Later my dad told me that my youngest brother wanted to sit at a desk with his feet propped up, talk on the phone, and be the boss. Damn waste of potential. I never asked him to do a job that I had not learned how to do, or step on him. My trying to do four jobs at the same time was burning me out, and began gradual increase of scotch every evening to self medicate after ten plus hours of coffee and ephedrine to combat allergies and fatigue. My wife, daughter and son were my reason for pushing my mind-body to collapse trying all I could to successfully reorganize the family business with Chapter 11 Corporate bankruptcy in 1988, seven month's after my mother died from cancer. 

1989 I was barely keeping the suppliers paid on time, so all of them put us on cash on delivery only. I made bad decisions and had legal expenses due to one bounced check to a small supplier, avoided arrest and never let it happen again. Suffered back sprains and pulled ligament in my right heel due to stomping concrete to load customers. Continued to eat high energy food with effective supplements and ginseng to keep pushing myself, appearing before the Bankruptcy Judge in the state capital, 120 miles one way, convincing the banks board of director's that we were improving and able to make a profit. The last ace up our sleeve was my dad's developing a retirement subdivision on the new branch stores northern half that bordered a residential middle class neighborhood! He attempted to build the first home with a buyer who had the cash in her bank, but the local building codes were crippling his efforts, and the neighbor that fought the development was concerned about freight trucks using the adjoining main drive from the office and warehouse area. It was too much on him, with his new wife following him daily and his youngest son yelling at him in front of customers "Dad Help" interrupting his work, and having to help wait on customers.

1991 Synchronicity on Sunday April 20th. Had my morning breakfast of waffles and syrup with a large glass of scotch from the freezer, while my wife and children went to church. I had reached bottom, and called for help, asking my youngest brother to drive me to the hospital for help to get sober. Thus began my accepting help from others and really wanting to change or not be alive for my children's needs. Stayed with the 12 step program and lived it moment to moment, while my wife made plans to move about 200 miles to new job and rent house, telling me I could stay alone or move with them. 

This was the beginning of learning about co-dependent relationships! My daughter and son are the most important loved ones in my universe, and I had to struggle to focus and try to act like everything was going to be all right. After three weeks of in patient recovery, my wife's insurance benefits ended, and so I completed the next three weeks of this hospital chemical dependency program-at tending daily out patient classes. This hard work paid off when we moved in the heat and high humidity of July for new start, new school for our children, new jobs for me, and end of married life. Stayed clean and sober, and kept looking for a job after being turned down on every interview. I stayed close to our part of town with bookkeeping, tax preparation, insurance sales, door to door water purification service sales, but not able to stay with them more than five or six months. 

Wife was earning enough to cover all expenses and put aside savings, with my ability to time payments and use sales personality skills to ask and receive extra time if needed. Children adjusted well with school activities and TKD martial arts. Last good times with my daughter and son were the four month's I enrolled in the classes taught by a seventh dan Master instructor. Nearly killed me until I was able to breathe and draw inner strength to promote twice, earning my yellow belt while my daughter earned blue belt, and son earned his black belt. My wife told me in March of 1993 to find a job, any job, or I had to move out. April 1993 moved a few possessions back to old rent house in the same neighborhood I grew up in. Synchronicity helped me overcome pain of separation from my children, while remaining clean and sober. Even when my poor choice to sign divorce documents without legal advice, and subsequent child support monthly payments that I made until threatened with eviction from not earning enough money working ten plus hours six days a week to pay my ex-wife cash, so I could visit my daughter and son. 

1994 working with my dad repairing an antebellum home, the owner shared Mind-Body tapes and books with me. Began to increase my awareness with knowledge from Dr. D. Chopra and Wayne Dyer in the power of Intent to cause People, Places, and Events to spontaneously bring abundance to our lives and loved ones. Slowly began Knowing to listen to my inner voice for guidance. Long distance dad stress was effectively handled with the use of twelve-step clean and sober friends help occurring at the exact time needed! Able to take off two days from new insurance sales job and go hunting with my son. Money was available before attending my daughter's performance in her high school play. Ex-wife married an older man who had three overweigh children from a previous failed marriage. After 21 days he dropped dead in his mother's driveway while smoking a cigarette. He missed being covered by my ex-wife's group life insurance by 9 days! During this time my children were running with the neighborhood kids and getting arrested for underage tobacco use and alcohol. Long Distance Dad was again burning out due to door-to-door sales of satellites and then home security systems with major companies support, and ex-wife tried to have me arrested for being behind on support payments, due to my costly driving 300-400 miles daily believing I would be able to manage a branch office locally and have the use of a company van. Plan failed. 

1999 remained clean and sober and began search for Spiritual Power not religious lifestyles. My over 40-year-old mind-body began slowing and fatigue increased even with proper food, supplements, and ephedrine to help overcome sinus and ear infections! Ex-wife again trying to get money out of a broke and depressed father. I mailed a SASE to a Wicca school and was surprised to learn the facts about fertility nature loving religion. Enrolled in basic witchcraft course for ten dollars and felt like Synchronicity Events were occurring on a weekly basis for the first time in my life. Was absorbing the information and able to work through the confusing parts with moments of awareness and began gathering the household items like sea salt, candles, clear quartz crystal, for simple rituals in tune with the season and phase of the moon. Helped me see the point of view of my ex-wife and other's and realize that since none of them had ever been crushed inside a car, died, made to return and live in a permanently damaged mind-body, I needed to accept it, do my part to meet obligations, and continue this Journey of Spiritual Growth with the attitude of Increasing Good and Diminishing Evil in self, loved-ones, community, nation, world, universe. Found that my earnings were enough over the past ten years to apply for SSA disability help, due to withholdings deposited into my account by employer's. Depended on my family and friend's for food and loans to keep utilities and rent paid, depended on public transit and for the first time in years qualified for mental health services to overcome depression due in part to near fatal concussion at age eighteen. Filed forms and rejected twice, before using meditation and Intent to find local attorney who won my case on first filing and the Judge approved my case. I had to wait four month's without electricity, Synchronicity Event of mild winter in 2000, and help from my neighbor to keep gas on, and loan's from friend's to
keep water on. Food stamps helped me provide for my son when he visited due to my dad and stepmother picking him up while on visit to her brother living thirty mile from my children. 

2001 received disability settlement, son received lump sum check, and daughter received lump sum check. My son called and told me he was going to do something bad if I did not come move him out of his mother's apartment. He was of age to choose the parent to live with. Synchronicity Events of wiring daughter twenty-five hundred dollars for used car so she could work and get her own apartment soon, was spent instead on other items! So I found a clean used 1997 Ford Taurus with new parts and from a rental dealer, paid cash of sixty-five hundred dollars, wired bill of sale to daughter, she paid liability insurance and that proof was faxed to the seller. This co-ordination allowed me to drive my daughter's car to her, rent a large U-haul truck, my son's friends helped load his possessions while his mother was at work, and no items were loaded that she may have claimed were not his. Daughter was ecstatic having a fine car with key pod remote, and three of her friends rode with her to get her new tag and state requirements, and found an apartment close to her job, and good friends. With help driving from my son and his friend, we had a safe and fast journey to my home that I was able to get clear title to in spite of attempts by my dad and youngest brother to sell at discount for quick cash. Used Astral Work and Intent to co-ordinate the timing of notary, courthouse filing of deed, while having to stay low profile to avoid being observed by the wrong individuals. I was using public transit and taxi service during this challenge, It Worked Like The Powers Were With Me! Now able to provide for my son and daughter, and was sure that the payments to my children were proof of overpayment of child support! Not to be. Ex-wife continues to pursue wrongful judgment of non-payment of child support, and I continue to receive help from both my now adult children for transportation, food, and all the good things in Life. 

2003 received call from my daughter from jail, she made wrong choice, her mother was allowing her to sleep on the living room sofa since losing her apartment and totaling out her Taurus in serious accident. She called me when she got released, and asked to move in with her brother and me. Events Had To Be Coaxed to allow me to rent a suburban with tow package, drive 375 miles one way, and use overdraft protection to rent a dual-axle auto trailer to load and tow her broken Ford Explorer to our trusted mechanic, and all of her possessions, mostly clothes, waterbed, and solid oak furniture. We overcame each challenge with minimal resistance, her broke vehicle was helped to coast down a convenient neighborhood street with help from her mechanic who was home when we needed his help. Safe and quick Journey to our home arriving 1 AM finding son and his fiancé awake and able to help welcome his older sister home! This was the last time my mind-body allowed me to push it for operating motor vehicle for more than short local drives. 

2007 I have Lived daily focused on trying to finish one task, then stop and rest before starting the next. Finally found right doctor and medicine for my current needs, and it is Ritalin, so my mind-body is slowly waking from the wrong medicine of Prozac for six years. Continue to Experience an Unfolding of The Right Attitude, People and Places for Intent to create the best future for self, loved ones, society. I do not miss driving, it is just too energy draining and my over fifty years slower reflexes are accepted. I am Pagan, a registered voter, clean background check and finger-prints on file, and practice daily living free from the good opinions of others, and am aware of how to defend self lawfully, active in neighborhood watch, speak to my neighbors and have a monitored home security system. My Life is dedicated to sharing Spiritual power when needed, and knowing when an individual is not serious about changing their negative lifestyle. 

Appreciate you allowing me to share my OBE, near-death, and surviving divorce with separation from the most important people in my universe, long distance dad failure leading to owning my home and property so my children were able to move in with their father and began recovering from surviving the teenage years!