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Experience with husband's friend's father
Experience with Grandma
Angel's Visitation & Queen for a Day
ADC with Son, Larry

Experience WITH HUSBAND'S FRIEND'S FATHER:  

As I was washing dishes, house was silent and suddenly Frank McGee just walked through the kitchen door and stood there near the sink.  I was NOT startled at all.   He greeted me with 'Hi, Diane' and I responded back 'Hi, Frank.  Sorry that I wasn't able to come to your funeral but we had no one to watch the kids.'

He was not dressed in the suit Mike had described used at the funeral, but rather in the comfortable clothing he wore around town of jeans, work boots, his old sweatshirt with the collared shirt beneath it and his hat.  He was dressed just like he normally was around town. 

He immediately began the conversation with me.

Frank: Diane, God has permitted me to come visit you for a specific reason.  It is to answer two questions asked mentally by Rudy and Marietta [Rudy's wife] when they passed by the casket.

Me: I said something like, what was it, Frank?

Frank: Well, Rudy asked me why I'd never told him that I was proud of him while I was alive.  Diane, please tell Rudy that not only do I love him but I was always very proud of him and all his accomplishments.   And that I'm truly sorry I didn't voice it out loud to him.  Will you do that?

Me: Of course I will, Frank - [I know I responded like that.]

Frank: And then, when Marietta passed by my casket, she said in her mind, 'Frank, if there is an afterlife, will you please go to Diane and tell her I asked this, because I don't believe there is anything after death?'  So, that's why God let me come to you, as Marietta specifically designated you as the person to approach.

Me: and I said something, like OK, I'll tell her.

Frank: [further talked] I need you to clarify something for me, Diane.  I need you to tell Rudy so he can tell my wife and the authorities that this was an accident, not a suicide.   I was down at the water works, and it was such a beautiful day.  So, I was sitting there along the river [South Fork of the Eel] and looking out at everything and kind of talking with God.  Just enjoying it all and appreciating it.  And I thought to myself, I hadn't yet cleaned my gun, which I knew was in the glove box.  And I was certain that after I'd been firing it, I'd completely unloaded it.  Well, when I reached into the glove box and put my hand on the gun, it suddenly discharged shooting me.  I pulled myself up as good as I could and laid on the horn, hoping someone would hear it and come help me.  When help finally arrived, and the ambulance got there, they all were talking about me being dead, but I was STILL ALIVE, Diane.  And I kept trying to tell them that I wasn't dead, but they weren't hearing me.  And they gave up on the CPR enroute to the hospital.  But, I was alive about 20 minutes after I accidentally shot myself.  Tell Rudy, it really was an accident.  I was very happy, all the bills were paid, and things were fine.  I'd never kill myself.  Please make sure that they know this!

Me: I recall assuring Frank that I would tell them exactly what he said and told him how sorry I was that it went that way. 

He sort of smiled, knowing I'd think about that line later, and then he just vanished into thin air. 

That's when I left the dishes and raced upstairs to awaken Mike and tell him.  And I am truthful, I was a mite frightened by this one, and shouldn't have been at all.   But, I think it was the way Frank just 'clicked off so fast'.  He didn't fade, and I believe my Grandmother did.

Background Information:

Date of experience:          

Early summer, I believe, of either 1966 or 1967.

Length of time between death of deceased and your experience:         

Night of Mr. McKee's funeral, which was probably the Sat. after his death.

Details of location of experience and your activity at the time of experience: 

The children were in bed, asleep, and my husband had retired for the evening. He had worked that day, taken time off to attend Mr. McGee's funeral, and had to put in extra hours late to make up time off, so home later than normal.  We discussed funeral, and such, so I still had dishes to hand wash.  He retired ahead of me, possibly to go to work next day - so funeral may have been on Friday.  I was in the kitchen downstairs, at the sink which had a window overlooking the creek, as well as an adjacent door to kitchen from porch.  The door was half windowed on top and wood bottom.

Degree of bereavement for deceased immediately prior to the experience:    

No sadness and/or grief feelings

Degree of alertness immediately prior to experience:         Fully alert

After your experience, did you consider the contents of your experience:      

Mixed

Have you had multiple experiences?   Yes     Besides this one, 3 w/Grandmother [submitted] & one with Angel.   [5]

Was this experience difficult to express in words? 

No

Did you ONLY sense an awareness of presence of the deceased without actually seeing, hearing, feeling or smelling them?           

No

Did you hear the deceased or hear something associated with the deceased?         

Yes

            Describe what you heard, how clearly you heard it and what was communicated:           

Communication with Frank is described above in #3.

            Did the voice or sound seem to originate externally or outside of you, inside you, or did you not hear a voice or sound, but had a sense of knowing what was communicated? 

Externally - definitely outside and from his form.  I clearly heard his voice.  Unless due to my own NDE I do not recognize mental communications that way.  But, angel one was entirely different and will do it, too.

            If you heard a voice or sound, was it similar or dissimilar from the voice or sound the deceased made when they were alive?          

It was Frank's voice as I'd heard while he was living.

            Is there any possibility what you heard was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?          

Nope.

            Was there any possible impairment to your hearing at the time of the experience?  

No!

Did you feel a touch or experience any physical contact from the deceased?           

No

Did you see the deceased?        

Yes

Described in #3 answer and he was the SAME age approximately as at death.  He had not yet resumed the 25 year old body of perfection.  But, he definitely was very happy and comfortable where he was.  I sensed that instantly.

            How clearly did the deceased appear?            Very solid, and that's what threw me when he disappeared so quickly.  Because he could NOT have been solid when he walked through the door, so I believe it threw me a curve that we're solid in death but can walk through objects.

            How much of the deceased did you see?       Fully all of him, from head to feet.

            Did the deceased appear or not appear to be the age at which they died?       He appeared to be the same age.  Had not yet returned to our perfected age of about 25 years.   Did not have the same glow my grandmother had.  But, I'm certain that he has that now.

            How healthy did the deceased appear to be?            Very healthy!  No infirmities and since I know he accidentally shot himself in the head, he didn't have that wound apparent.

            Is there any possibility what you saw was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?           No!

Did you smell a distinct smell, scent, fragrance or odor associated with the deceased?     

No

How long did the experience last?       

About 3 to 5 minutes.

Was the beginning and end of the experience gradual or more sudden?        

Beginning was very sudden - just walked in through the door, passed through it.  And went 'poof' and disappeared at the end.

Could you sense the emotions or mood of the deceased?          

Yes

I knew he was happy, calm and yet concerned that Rudy's and Marietta's questions be answered as well as that he was NOT a suicide, as some thought.

Did the deceased give you information you did not previously know? 

Absolutely, which I passed on the next day individually to both Rudy and Marietta.  For both, it was very helpful and just a few years later, I would learn that for Marietta it was extremely important that she believe in a hereafter.  She had cancer, which claimed her life in about 5 years after Frank's death.  They had 3 little children when Frank died.  Marietta returned to the Catholic Church and cried in my arms for the answer to her soul's search.  Rudy, likewise had eyes filled with tears that his father had stepped over to tell him of his love and pride in him.  It made Rudy feel very good.  And based on what I related Frank said about the accident, his death was ruled an accident and not a suicide.

How do you currently view the reality of your experience?          

Experience was definitely real

            Please explain why you view the reality of your experience as real or not real:         

How else could I have answers asked for by Rudy and Marietta at the casket within their heads to Frank alone?  I wasn't at funeral nor afterwards at the wake.  I was at my home and this occurred the night of the funeral.  Even Mike didn't know that both Rudy and Marietta had asked Frank a question.

            Was the experience dream like in any way?  

No

What did you feel (while awake) immediately prior to your experience?           

Relaxed 
Happy 
 
Describe in detail your feelings/emotions during the experience:          

I was just happy to see Frank, hadn't fully realized he was dead, although I knew he was buried that day.  It seemed normal and I was relaxed about it.

Was there any emotional healing in any way following the experience?          

Yes

For Rudy and Marietta there definitely was.

What was the best and worst part of your experience?     

Best was being Frank's earth messenger.  Worst, sudden scare when he vanished that way.  And I should have known better after having my own NDE.

Did the experience give you any spiritual understandings such as life, death, afterlife, God, etc.?           

Yes

Another confirmation about the reality of life's cycle.

Death Compacts are when two or more living people promise among themselves that whoever dies first will try to contact the other(s).  Have you ever made such a compact?       

Yes

Grandmother did at hospital - See that answer when she came to visit me.

Did you observe or hear anything regarding people or events during your experience that could be verified later?         

Yes

The questions which both Rudy and Marietta asked were indeed the only ones they both asked.  Told answers individually and both verified they'd asked these precise questions of Frank.

What emotions did you feel during the experience?           

When he just 'vanished' so fast, that caused me slight panic or startled feeling.  I didn't expect him to just vanish that way.  Grandmother slowly went away.

Was the experience witnessed or experienced by others?          

No

Did you have any sense of altered space or time?  

No

Did you have a sense of knowing, special knowledge, universal order and/or purpose?   

Uncertain

Only that God opted to allow Frank to answer Marietta through me, as well as Rudy's question and allowed Frank to clarify the gun accident.

Did you become aware of future events?      

No

Did you have any psychic, paranormal or other special gifts following the experience that you did not have prior to the experience?         Yes

Outlined in Grandmother's and I believe it's just heightened.

Did you experience a separation of your consciousness from your body?    

No

Did you meet or see any other beings other than the deceased?           

No

Did you see a light?          

No

Did any part of your experience seem to occur in a place other than the location described above?           

No

Have you shared this experience with others?        

Yes

Mike, Rudy & Marietta, my priest and others.  Exactly as expected, they understood, and believed it was real.  Others mostly reacted positively.  In Marietta's case, yes she was influenced by it, as she went back to practicing Catholic religion and prepared her soul for inevitable death.  She later learned she had cancer and died.  But, Rudy said she was not afraid of death.

Have you shared this experience formally or informally with any other researcher or web site?  

No

 Is there anything else you would like to add regarding your experience?      

No.

Were there any associated medications or substances with the potential to affect the experience?            No

Following the experience, have you had any other events in your life, medications or substances which reproduced any part of the experience?        

No 

Did you ever in your life have a near-death experience, out of body experience or other spiritual event?          

Yes 

You have them on Grandmother's ADC

Did the questions asked and information you provided accurately and comprehensively describe your experience?              

Yes

I can't think of any thing else needing to be added.

Please offer any suggestions you may have to improve this questionnaire.   

I'll send Angel visit by email and if you'd like Larry's walk-about 4/11/80 through 4/15/80, contact me by email.  Plus he did other visits 3/1/83 and I believe with Carol it was in 1985, if I'm not mistaken.  Also did a favor after death for a friend regarding cost of surgery.   Larry was a murder victim but also an amazing soul for whom I was honored to be called mother!

Experience WITH GRANDMA

On June 22, 1965 my Grandmother passed over, and my mother phoned my husband, Mike at his work place to advise him.  She also asked that he NOT tell me until a week had passed, because I'd want to go to the funeral. Grandma died in Burbank, CA and we lived in the Redwoods [No. CA].  We'd been to the LA basin to pick up my husband's 3 children in late May, '65 & visited Grandma at Hospital while she was in coma. 

Mike & I retired after the children were down, about 9:30-10:00 PM.  It was a Tuesday night and he did NOT advise me of my mother's call to him about my Grandmother's death.   I awakened from sound sleep shortly before midnight on 6/22/65 with the sound of my Grandmother's voice calling me: "Child!" [a pet name she had for me ONLY out of 22 grandchildren].  I sat right up in bed and saw my grandmother, whom I instantly recognized as her, but she was about 25 years old, at which age in her life, I'd not yet been born.  I'd never seen her young, nor were there any photos of her at this age, yet I was fully aware this was my Grandmother.   She had always been heavy with dark graying hair.  Yet before my bed stood a slender, vibrant & beautiful young woman.

She wore an emerald green dress [circa 1914-1915]with full length skirt which had like a white 'dickey' insert of cloth & lace at the top near her neck.  Lace outlined her neck and came about the insert, and at her throat she wore a coral cameo broach-gold filigree of a young girl sitting under a tree.  The left hem of the dress was pulled up and tucked into the sash of the dress, which also had long button-up sleeves.  Where the hem had been pulled up, I saw revealed a bright multi-colored stripped petticoat and she wore white high button-up shoes.  Her hair was chestnut brown, swept up on her head in a beautiful hairdo of curls.  She was positively beautiful and radiant.  I could smell her Yardley's English Lavender perfume as well.

We had this audible conversation [at least I perceived it as audible]:

Grandma: Child, I've come to visit you at Solitude, as I promised you I'd do when you visited me at the Hospital.  [My grandmother had been in a coma, and when I kissed her between the eyes, my grandmother awakened and we mentally communicated to each other.  She promised to visit me after she stepped over.]

Grandma [cont.]: Your mother phoned Michael at work today to tell him that I'd crossed over, and asked him not to tell you until a week passed, as she knew you'd want to come to the funeral, but couldn't afford to do so.   You don't have to come pay your respects to me, Child.   You've always respected me.

Me: I'm glad the angels sitting in the room with you were able to take you home.

Grandma: This time Jesus was with them.  That's when I knew I was finally going home.

She continued: "Tell the family that I don't wish anyone to make a dirge out of the funeral.  None of my daughters are to wear black, nor my grand-daughters.  They are to wear bright dresses, and be happy for me.  Tell them that I would like the Lord is My Shepherd read, and Amazing Grace and Nearer My God to Thee played as well."

Me: I will, Grandma.   Will I get to see you again?

Grandma: Yes, as Our Lord will permit me to be with you awhile, when you need me.   I love you, Child.  Now tell Michael that I came with this message and then go back to sleep."

And she was gone.  I awakened my husband, Mike and told him.  I was both excited and overjoyed by her visit.  My grandmother's dress, after describing it the next day to my mother by phone, was her favorite Sunday church dress per my Aunt Jane, mom's eldest sister.  The broach had been 'missing' years and upon describing grandma's visit to me by my Aunt Jane to my great-aunt Ethel's daughter, the broach was found and returned to Jane.  It had been loaned to Ethel by my grandmother, her sister.  Ethel died to earth before Grandma & one of her daughters had the broach but did not know to whom it belonged.

Grandma visited me one hot summer day in 1965, while I was ironing and mumbling under my breath about being tired [had 5 kids under foot and was pregnant].  She did not physically appear, but rather the Yardley's English Lavender permeated the air.  She then stood behind me, and gently lifted my hair through her fingers, and called within my head: "Child, it's me, Grandma!"  Then she said to me:

Stop your grumbling.  I know it's hot and you're tired, but I lived during a time when my iron was a flat iron, and I had to first stoke the stove and heat the irons to press clothes.  Not just the family's clothing, but all the laundry I took in to wash and iron when your Grand-dad broke his back in the railroad accident.  I had nine children, child.  No electricity, no running water, and no indoor plumbing.  I've lived from the era without any of today's conveniences to watching man step onto the moon.  You've had it easy in some respect, and you should sing and be joyful that you are so blessed.   I am with you, child, watching over you and that [stressed the word] was a pep talk.

The next time she came in like manner was Thanksgiving eve, Nov. 24, 1965 after my husband and children had retired.  At the last moment, my husband's family had decided I should make two pumpkin pies for the gathering & although I had canned milk, eggs, and the pumpkin, I only had one pie crust mix stick, less than a 1/2 cup of flour and little to no shortening.  I was pregnant, tired and didn't know what to do after I'd mixed the pumpkin filling.  I sat at the kitchen table and just began to sob.  Suddenly my grandmother was there, her perfume smell preceding her, and then her voice in my head.

Child, it's Grandma.  I've come to help you.  You know that I baked to support the family and I can help you make these pies.  [She then seemed to slip her hands into mine, controlling them].  She started mixing the crust stick with the minute flour and shortening, but also took ice cubes from my freezer and added to water.  She'd sprinkle the ice cold water onto the pie dough as we rolled it out.  She helped me line both pie plates, fluting the edges perfectly.  Then she said to put in the filling, but to wait to bake the pies in the morning.  When I questioned 'Wouldn't the pie filling soak into the crust?', she assured me that it would not.  She also said that my pies would be marveled over and I could tell the family how it was done.

Background Information:

Length of time between death of deceased and your experience:         

Grandma first came the night of her birth into Heaven or her death to earth.

Details of location of experience and your activity at the time of experience: 

I was sleeping beside my husband in the upstairs master bedroom, when my Grandmother came to visit, and stood at the foot of the bed awakening me.

Degree of bereavement for deceased immediately prior to the experience:    

No sadness and/or grief feelings

Degree of alertness immediately prior to experience:         Asleep

After your experience, did you consider the contents of your experience:      

Mixed

Have you had multiple experiences?   Yes     4 and actually, angel makes 5.  [3 with Grandmother, 1 Frank McKee-ADC] & Angel

Was this experience difficult to express in words? 

No

Did you ONLY sense an awareness of presence of the deceased without actually seeing, hearing, feeling or smelling them?           

No

Did you hear the deceased or hear something associated with the deceased?         

Yes

            Describe what you heard, how clearly you heard it and what was communicated:  

I believe that I covered the communication above in my #3 response.

            Did the voice or sound seem to originate externally or outside of you, inside you, or did you not hear a voice or sound, but had a sense of knowing what was communicated? 

Once - at date of death to earth 6/22/65 it was externally.   The other two times, Grandma communicated within my head.

            If you heard a voice or sound, was it similar or dissimilar from the voice or sound the deceased made when they were alive?          

It was exactly my Grandmother's gentle, melodic voice.

            Is there any possibility what you heard was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?          

NO!

            Was there any possible impairment to your hearing at the time of the experience?  

No!

Did you feel a touch or experience any physical contact from the deceased?           

Yes

When Grandma came to give me the pep talk while I was ironing, she touched the back of my hair, playfully tossing it upwards - something she did to me when I was a child. 

When Grandma came to help me on Thanksgiving eve, she slipped her hands into mine - best way I can describe it.  And I felt her pull them out when she left, which she also told me was my last visitation from her.

            Was the touch familiar or unfamiliar?  

Very familiar, as if she was there.  The movement of her hands within mine would best be described as how I saw her use her hands while baking.  My grandmother baked all the time, and we usually visited her once a week [Sat.] when she baked.  I loved to watch her bake tarts, breads, pies, cakes, etc.  She could cook anything on earth.

            Was anything communicated by the touch? 

Love and reassurance.  A sense that we had always had a bond between us, even before our individual entries to earth.

            Is there any possibility what you felt was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience? 

No way!

Did you see the deceased?        

Yes

As described in Question #3, it was definitely my Grandmother but in an appearance I'd never know while she was alive.  My Aunt and mother immediately recognized the description of her as that when my Grandmother was about 25-26 years old.

            How clearly did the deceased appear?            My grandmother was totally solid, absolutely real and awesomely beautiful.

            How much of the deceased did you see?       Her entire body from head to foot, and she wanted me to see her entire outfit, pointing to her shoes, sort of showing me her 'real self' so to speak.

            Did the deceased appear or not appear to be the age at which they died?       Absolutely was NOT the age [76 years] of human life, but she did appear at the real age of eternal life [approximately 25 years].

            How healthy did the deceased appear to be?            Before death to earth, my grandmother was in a coma, was drawn and looked terribly sick.  After she stepped over, she was absolutely beautiful and vibrantly healthy.  She was awesome - radiant and 'perfect'.

            Is there any possibility what you saw was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?           Nope, in a pitch dark room.

Did you smell a distinct smell, scent, fragrance or odor associated with the deceased?     

Yes

            What smell, scent, fragrance or odor did you smell?          

All three times, her favorite perfume: Yardley's English Lavender.  [Whenever I smell it in house, I know Grandma is watching over us.  My younger sister brings Roses all throughout the house, while my older sister, brings White Shoulders.  My mother comes with L'Air du Temps.  I have never figured out who is with the pungent and sweet smelling pipe smoke whenever it comes.  These are not visible, nor communicative visits, simply letting us know during maybe tough times that they are all still caring.]

            Was the smell, scent, fragrance or odor familiar?    

Absolutely, it was my Grandmother's favorite perfume.   A few times I've smelled violets and unsure if it is Grandmother or my aunt Dorothy [who was her daughter].

            Was anything communicated by the smell?  

Only that it was an assurance that my Grandmother was there.

            Is there any possibility that the smell, scent, fragrance or odor was from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your experience?       

Nope, as I didn't and don't use it.  None was in the house nor is there.

How long did the experience last?       

Well, the night of her passing over, it was about 3 or more minutes.  The other two times - Summer: about 10 minutes as it was a long conversation about from horse & buggy to cars, the advent of airplanes, electricity, etc.  And at Thanksgiving eve, I'd say about 20 or more minutes.  Time it took to make the pie crust including her telling me she'd come to help.

Was the beginning and end of the experience gradual or more sudden?        

Nope.   I just awakened and experienced it.  Nothing gradual or sudden at start or end.  Just seemed normal.

Could you sense the emotions or mood of the deceased?          

Yes

My grandmother was definitely elated and overjoyed to be finally Home.  She was so vibrant and happy.

Did the deceased give you information you did not previously know? 

Yes, which was her outfit, and the cameo broach.  When given to my mother, who in turn told my Aunt Jane, they both confirmed the outfit as well as the broach.  Which, as I said, had been loaned to Grandma's sister, Ethel [deceased before her] and in possession of one of her daughters, who returned it after hearing the story from Aunt Jane.  I believe not only was Grandma allowed to wear her favorite Sunday outfit for the visit, but it was to 'PROVE' she'd come to see me, and to draw memory back to this cameo, which was returned to her eldest daughter, Lily Jane.

How do you currently view the reality of your experience?          

Experience was definitely real

            Please explain why you view the reality of your experience as real or not real:         

Because my Grandmother's information [that my mother had called my husband and told him not to tell me about her death to earth], the favorite Sunday outfit she wore, [never seen in photo or real life by me, but by my Aunt] and the broach [almost forgotten & then recovered].

            Was the experience dream like in any way?  

No

Describe in detail your feelings/emotions during the experience:          

Very happy to see my Grandmother, and that she'd gotten to go back Home.  Very happy she'd kept her promise to me, just an exchange filled with great love and happiness.

Was there any emotional healing in any way following the experience?          

Yes

Emotionally, after seeing her at the hospital, wanting to go Home, I was relieved that she didn't have to wait any longer.  Knew Grandma wanted to go Home, as she too had a NDE and told me about it after my NDE, so she resented the machines keeping her from returning Home.  She told me mentally at hospital that she saw two angels sitting in her room, waiting to take her Home.  So, I was very healed emotionally that she'd finally gotten out of her earth body.

What was the best and worst part of your experience?     

The best part is knowing that God permits special contacts for children who do His Will while on earth.   Worst part, was I didn't hug my grandmother, but know she knew I loved her.

Did the experience give you any spiritual understandings such as life, death, afterlife, God, etc.?           

Yes

In my prior NDE [4-4-58] I was not advised that we could contact visibly each other after stepping over.  I thought only angels could interact with us on earth.

Death Compacts are when two or more living people promise among themselves that whoever dies first will try to contact the other(s).  Have you ever made such a compact?       

Yes

My grandmother told me at the hospital when she opened her eyes that she promised to come see me at Solitude when she left earth.  So she did make a compact, and she did fulfill it with me.

Did you observe or hear anything regarding people or events during your experience that could be verified later?         

No

What emotions did you feel during the experience?           

Excited, and awoke my husband to tell him about it.  Then elated to relay it to my mother.

Was the experience witnessed or experienced by others?          

No

Did you have any sense of altered space or time?  

No

Did you have a sense of knowing, special knowledge, universal order and/or purpose?   

Yes

Confirmation that we choose families, and know each other - love soul-wise is deep and an eternal bond.   Our objective in life here is to love.  Our Creator is Love - the Ultimate Reality.   Recognized that my Grandmother, by her very goodness & love had attained eternal life, which is the purpose of our tests of love while on earth.

Did you become aware of future events?      

Uncertain

Have been aware of future events since 1957 - but events like this seem to heighten ability to 'see' them and/or to do 'impossible things'.

Did you have any psychic, paranormal or other special gifts following the experience that you did not have prior to the experience?         Uncertain

As stated in #36, heightens psychic gifts for long period afterwards.  But, have had ability prior to this event.

Did you experience a separation of your consciousness from your body?    

No

Did you meet or see any other beings other than the deceased?           

No

Did you see a light?          

Uncertain

Grandma was surrounded by light, but not overwhelmingly - not enough to awaken Mike, my husband.

Did any part of your experience seem to occur in a place other than the location described above?           

No

Have you shared this experience with others?        

Yes

Family - was excited about news.  Outsiders, depended on the attitude of person.  Most accepted experience as real, thanked me for sharing and some even stated it helped them, especially when they were in 'grief' over loss of a loved one.

Have you shared this experience formally or informally with any other researcher or web site?  

No

 Is there anything else you would like to add regarding your experience?      

Only that my husband wished I'd have awakened him so he could have seen my Grandmother.   He has never had one of these experiences and wishes he would.

Were there any associated medications or substances with the potential to affect the experience?            No

Following the experience, have you had any other events in your life, medications or substances which reproduced any part of the experience?        

No 

Did you ever in your life have a near-death experience, out of body experience or other spiritual event?          

Yes 

OBE 8/1/57 during spinal surgery - LA Orthopedic Hospital, L.A., Calif.

NDE 4/4/58 enroute to St. Joseph's Hospital, Burbank, Calif - child birth, hemorrhaged to death in car.

OBE 12/18/68 during c-section delivery of 13th child [son lived]

1/1/57 - 3:33 AM awakened by 'man of light' - an angel whom former husband questioned how I turned on all of apartment's lights & turned off so quickly.  After event, knew 'what to do to make a future event occur'.

Early summer '66 or '67, believe in 1967 - ADC of husband's friend's father whom I knew vaguely came with message for me to give his son & daughter-in-law, which I will fill out another form on.

Levitated - summer 1964 - scared me & I immediately went to my priest as it was while under attack by demon, and levitation occurred at the calling of the name JESUS - Who appeared at my ceiling and rescued me, slamming demon out of house.

Then gently laid me down on my bed.

Healing - spiritually saw face of Jesus when mystic Claretian priest laid hands on me to heal of spinal cancer - July, 1959.  Felt Light enter body, healing and flushed pain meds down toilet w/o withdrawals [Took every 2 hours]

Gave birth to 6 babies within a cobalt burned uterus - all c-sections by different doctors, who said only God would do this to them - as considered impossible [so classify as spiritual events].

Hit by a car as pedestrian in crosswalk on Santa Barbara - Los Angeles, Calif on 2/17/55 and throw 134 feet into oncoming moving streetcar, without breaking any bones.  Minor injuries - spiritual intervention.  Felt like hands were under me.  LAPD was completely baffled over non-injury status as they measured.

Saw accident prior to occurrence, like a window, of 11 cars hitting my car, which I feel was spiritual & kept me from being killed or going over center into oncoming Freeway traffic.   Traveling at 65 MPH.  No injuries to self or son.  Nov. 1959.

Often saw young woman in long white dress at Solitude Ranch in Redwoods, between 1965 and 1967 who was 6 feet tall, weeping.  Seen also by guests at home, as well as husband, and she'd walk through walls of house.   Most people didn't realize she was a 'ghost' and would ask who she was.

Heard between 1965 and 1967 a little girl's voice whom my son, Larry could obviously see and whom he played with at Solitude Ranch in Redwoods.  She had a wonderful laugh and played hide-and-seek with him.  Nearest neighbor over a mile away.

Have seen crucifix bleed in 1965 & 1966 at Our Lady of the Redwoods Catholic Church, as did Terry, a member of congregation who told me he knew what I was seeing to make me cry so hard, as he saw it too.  He described exactly what I was seeing.   Consider it spiritual but do not yet know FULL meaning of that event.

Did the questions asked and information you provided accurately and comprehensively describe your experience?              

Yes

I can't think of anything I've left out.  And will do one for Frank McKee's visit to me.

Please offer any suggestions you may have to improve this questionnaire.   

I'd love to do one about my son, Larry's appearances on earth while in hospital in 'coma' [4/11/80 to 4/15/80 when he did die 4/11 and not 4/15 per coroner but on life support] as well as his visits over the years to other people who related them to me.    Fascinating visits!

ANGEL's VISITATION & QUEEN FOR A DAY

But, this one is really strange and I wish to clarify that this occurred to not only me, but also to my daughter on the same date in the same year of our life span.  In other words, mine occurred just before my 21st birthday [1957] and my daughter's occurred just before her 21st birthday [1984] and both on January 1st at approximately the same hour of the morning.   She sent hers away immediately and didn't feel like discussing it with me, despite my discussing mine then with her.  I had NOT discussed with my children until of recent years, other than with Christine and about 3-4 years later.

This occurred on January 1, 1957 at precisely 3:33 AM in the morning, as I looked at the clock upon awakening.   I was sleeping on the couch of our apartment living room, with my son Larry's crib pulled in there to be near the radiator with a pan of water/and sheet tent rigged.  He had croup, the hospitals were overflowing with infants with pneumonia that year [end of 1956 & early 1957] and the doctors felt confident that I could pull Larry through his serious croup.   My premature two-month old son, David was in Children's Hospital with pneumonia and heart failure.  My now former husband, David, had gone out with friends for New Year's Eve and come home around 2:30 AM, and had a little too much to drink, so hit the bedroom and was fast asleep in about 5 minutes.   I'd waited up for him with a low light on in kitchen, so turned it off once I heard David go to the bedroom, and
since Larry was sleeping so well, decided to also get some sleep.

When I awakened, I sat bolt upright and was looking directly at the kitchen doorway.  Standing in the doorway, fully 6' 8" tall was a man of solid light, whom I instinctively knew was an angel.   He lit up the entire apartment.   Our conversation was very brief.  What I said frustrated to him:  "I can't go with you now.  Can't you see my son is sick here and my other son is dying in the hospital.   You'll have to go!"   And he was gone as rapidly as he'd appeared.   Please note that I knew this was a MALE and I knew HIM.

David came running into the kitchen, excitement and fear in his voice saying: "How'd you do that?"   When I asked what he meant, he said: "How'd you turn on all the lights in the apartment and then turn them off so fast?"  In other words, the entire apartment had been flooded with the man of light's Light.   When I told David what happened, he just slumped down in the chair in front of the doorway at the table and sighed.  He was really frightened.  Larry slept through it all, never awakening even as we talked.

David finally returned to bed, around 4:00 AM, but with the bathroom light on this time.  He was fully sober and no hangover.  New Year's Day was a Tuesday, and I don't quite remember why David could not take me over to Children's Hospital, but he couldn't.  My mother, instead came over and drove me to see little David.  She watched Larry while I visited little David upstairs and spoke with his doctor.  Larry was FULLY recovered from croup yet should not have been.

I told my mother about the experience, and then said without batting an eye.  "I have to go to "Queen For A Day" on Thursday [Jan 3rd] because I'm going to be the queen.   My mother was a real estate broker, and she knew that meant she'd need to take care of Larry, so she was trying to persuade me to go try out on that coming Friday.   Friday would be a better day for her to watch Larry.   And she reasoned that I also had an appointment with little David's doctors, including a heart specialist that Thursday morning. Besides, she reasoned, I didn't have a ticket to attend, nor a wish.

 I told her that I didn't need a wish nor a ticket, but I did need to go on Thursday after I saw the doctors.  That was the day I was supposed to be the queen.   Reluctantly my mother agreed to this, as she'd also been a queen on "Queen For A Day" {I was born on my mother's birthday] and she'd been spontaneous about it.

That Thursday morning, my mother picked me up early with Larry and we drove over to Children's Hospital [about 11 miles or so from my apartment].  After I spoke with the doctors, it was well after eleven AM.  The heart specialist indicated there were several things wrong with David's heart and uncertain if it could be corrected.  We drove up to NBC, which was then in Hollywood, I believe at the northeast corner of Fairfax and Melrose.   I ran up the stairs to see if I could get a ticket, as the doors closed at noon,
and it was almost noon.   I was advised by the information gal that "Queen For A Day" was held down the street [eastward] at the Moulin Rouge. Raced down the steps to my mother's car to drive over there.

I got to the Moulin Rouge after noon, and the doors were locked.   My mother was waiting in front of the doors in her car, idling, when I saw a page walking near the door.  I patted the glass door with my hand, calling the page to me and said: "Let me in, I'm supposed to be the Queen."  He opened the doors for me.  My mother, upon seeing me enter, left as we'd prearranged if I did get in, that I'd call her to pick me up afterwards.

I didn't have any money, nor a ticket [which was the wish card] and they served lunch before the show.  The page gave me a ticket to fill out and without even thinking about the wish, I wrote: "Daily Transportation To Children's Hospital Indefinitely" and why: "Premature 2-month old son in hospital with heart defect and pneumonia and husband totaled car in breaks accident.  No transportation.  Bus won't allow stroller for 14 month old; hospital won't care for 14 month old without stroller.  Walking daily to hospital if mother can't drive there, which is about 11 miles one-way."

The page took the card, directing me to a table to sit down at.   A waiter asked if I'd like to order, and I told him I'd left the house without money.  So, he brought me water and a coffee for free.  Within the hour, Jack Bailey came out on the stage and began to call 21 names to come up there for final selection of the 5 candidates for that day's queen.   My name was the very last one called, and as I walked up the stage stair case, Jeanne Cagney
softly patted my shoulder and said 'Don't cry yet.'

When Jack came to me, he looked at the card, looked at me and said: "Is everything on this card the truth?" and I answered 'Yes' as tears began to fall down my cheeks.  He went over and got a Kleenex and came back to me, and said: "Here, leaky, don't cry yet."   Then they started the selection process, and the first two were chosen, and then Jack stepped behind me and put his hands on my shoulders.   I went into shock.

I was crowned the Queen, and the next day, little David seem to rally.  I wish to note here, that this particular son had a very old, wise soul.  His eyes were awesome!  His father, David and I went on the Queen's whirl - a break from all our misfortunes.   They even took us by the hospital several times that day [Friday 1/4/57] to visit with little David.   I was awarded a reconditioned used car from Ben Alexander Ford and they went crazy with gifts on the show.

That Saturday, I was drawn to the hospital early that morning as my mother decided to keep Larry with her that entire weekend [from Thursday on]!  Queen For A Day had given me money for cab fare, so I was able to just call a cab and go to the hospital.  David was an insurance claim's adjuster and was out on calls he'd missed on Friday.    I sat with my little son all day long, crying over him terribly.  He however was somehow comforting me!
Yes, my little son was sending me such comfort from the depths of his eyes.

The nurses were telling me that day of how beautiful his little soul was, how different from all the other babies there.  He never cried out when they jabbed a needle to IV him in his tiny head.  He never fussed but rather looked at them with such love and such a sweet smile on his face.

Sunday morning [1/6/57], I suddenly awakened, quickly dressing.   David asked me what was wrong.  I felt a pierce in my heart, and said we needed to hurry and dress and get to the hospital.  Little David was dying.   We had no phone in our apartment and our calls came through the pay phone in the  apartment lobby.   Suddenly there was a knock on our door and a phone call waiting below.  I raced to the phone and the hospital said he'd turned for the worse.  I told her that my son had just died.  She insisted she hadn't said that.

I hurried David to dress and get to the hospital right away.  I raced ahead of him, calling a cab to get us there.  As we entered the area where his room was, the staff tried to stop me from going to his room.  But, they couldn't and when I reached his still body, I lifted him gently up into my arms to hold his tiny form once more time.   As the doctor entered, I told
him that we needed an autopsy and needed to see if his heart could have been corrected so his life was NOT in vain.  We needed to know if other children's hearts could be repaired.   Poor doctor apologized for running to get the forms.  [They saved their first baby boy several weeks later - a little Japanese boy and sent me a letter thanking me].

The oddity of this is that there was NO "Queen For A Day" program recorded on Friday 1/4/57, as they recorded two on Mondays and 1 each day of the week, except Fri, Sat and Sun.   I learned this when I went to their offices to return the cab money.  Instead they told me to keep it, and sent flowers to little David's funeral.  They delayed the trip I'd won on the show, and had me come back on 2/17/57 to receive the car.  They showed a clip of the crowning and then told that little David had died.   And then when Jack Bailey brought me out on stage to receive the reconditioned car, instead Ben Alexander Ford had given me a brand new 4-Door Ford Fairlaine 500.   That very same afternoon, after the show, I was told by my doctors that my blacking out spells were not emotional, but cancer of the mid-spine.

Prior to that angel's appearance and after it occurred, until in the car with my mother and just blurting it out, I had no intention or thoughts about 'Queen For A Day'.  Yet, God cushioned me for several very difficult blows while only 20 years old.  I had not yet had either an OBE or NDE.  I believe that the angel was there to give me that information, not to take me with him as I believed at the moment.
 

ADC with Son, Larry

My son, Lawrence Matthias Condon - Larry, was born on Oct. 25, 1955 and on April 1, 1980 was murdered [by the police officers he was undercover investigating for the FBI, which is still sealed by Federal Court so that part isn't permitted in story-even if I wrote it].   I don't
understand why, as it's clear in court documents he was murdered, and while in police custody but we were NOT permitted to mention FBI in any way during trials.   Yet, they relocated the family for safety the night of his funeral.   So, when I write the book on his murder, I'll probably have to pretend it's fiction despite all the documentation it's fact - just so I can write the truth.

Larry didn't die immediately from his extensive injuries in the murder attempt.   Rather, he was admitted to Simi Valley Adventist Hospital in California where he lay in a coma on life support machines from April 1, 1980 until April 15, 1980, which is the 'date of his death'.  However, Larry really died on April 11, 1980, which I 'knew' was happening [another event
between God and me - spiritual] and which the coroner testified in court was the actual date of his death.   The machines were keeping his 'dead body' alive - until they on their own 'turned off' on April 15th, when he was 'pronounced dead' to earth.

On April 20th through April 22nd, [which was the date of his funeral due to autopsy and waiting time required by it] I began receiving phone calls from all over the United States from friends of Larry who had moved on with their lives.   Some were from High School and some from his time while serving in the US Air Force.   Nonetheless, they were calling our home.   We'd lived in the house about 11 1/2 years and our phone number had never changed, so his friends knew our number, as he'd lived with us, and returned to live with us when he first got out of the Air Force.

I was in our kitchen preparing for the 'after funeral gathering' at our home, when the first phone call came in from Ohio.   It was from John and Debbie, a married couple whom Larry met while at Minot AFB.  He became friends with John and naturally, his wife.  Debbie actually was the first voice on the line, asking for Larry by name or a way to contact him.  The conversation went something like this.

Me:  "Condon residence."

Debbie: "Hi, Mrs. Condon?   Is Larry there perhaps?  Or do you know how to reach him?"

Me: "Who is this, please?"

Debbie: "It's Debbie Ryan, John's wife from the air force.   Larry dropped by our house last week and we wondered if he was back yet."

Me: "Debbie, is John with you now?"

Debbie: "Yes, he's here."

Me: "Do you have a second phone in the house, Debbie?   I'd like John on the line as I've something to tell you."

Debbie: "Yes, John's here." - to John: "Get on the other phone for Mrs. Condon, John.   She says she has something to tell us."

Me: [hearing John pick up second line] "Hi John.  I want you both to sit down.   I don't know how to tell you and Debbie this but Larry's dead."

John: "How? [Both screamed and you could hear horror and tears in voices] Was he killed in an accident coming back to California?"  [John was sobbing out the words.]

Me: "No, kids - Larry was murdered and has been in the hospital since April 1st in a coma.  He died last week on the 15th, but I think, he actually died on the 11th.   When did you see him and what happened?  Please tell me everything about your seeing Larry."

John: "It was around the 11th, in the late afternoon, as I was already home from work.   And suddenly we heard a knock on the door, and it was Larry."

Debbie:  "We were so surprised and happy to see him, and we couldn't figure out how in the world he had our address.  As we hadn't sent it to him yet when we moved to Ohio.   So, we were really surprised."

John: "And he grabbed my hand as he entered, and hugged me and then Debbie.  And he took our little girl up in his arms and hugged and kissed her.   Mrs. Condon, he was real!"

Debbie: "Tell her about what he said, John.   About the semi and the airplane and what you said."

John: "Oh, Larry said - John, I have my own Peterbuilt - brand new 18 wheeler and I've been rolling around the country in it.  It's awesome.  And John, I have a twin engine Cessna and have been flying all around in it."

Debbie: "And John said to Larry - Man, what are you smoking?   You never did drugs!"

John: "Larry answered me with 'nothing, John.   I really do have a Cessna and a Peterbuilt - brand new.'  And I said to him, 'did you win the lottery or something like that?' to which Larry replied: 'Something like that.'

Debbie: "I turned to start making dinner, and Larry was talking with John - just catching up on things.   Larry was so alive and happy.  I'd never seen him so happy.  In fact, I joked with him that he must have a special gal in his life to which he replied: Nope!"

John: "Larry and I sat and shot the breeze and all the while he was playing with our daughter.   And she was just in rapture over him, yet he'd never seen her before.   We had her after both of us were discharged and hadn't seen each other."

Debbie: "Anyway, he was there about an hour and I had dinner ready - spaghetti and turned to stir it, while calling out to Larry, 'Hey, Larry do you want to stay for dinner?"

John: "And our daughter suddenly was fussing and I turned to pick her up and he was gone.  Never heard him go out the door, and he didn't say good-bye.  He just left.   And Debbie and I thought maybe he was trucking something across country, like he used to do for a friend sometimes.  So, when you said he was dead, well, we just thought he'd been killed in an accident returning home."

Me: "No, John - I believe Larry actually died on April 11th and maybe God just let him come to see you and let you know he would always be alive in his new body."

I then gave them the details of Larry's murder and death, and didn't know at that time, we'd be taken by the FBI out of Simi Valley in the middle of the night forever for family's safety the night of his funeral.  Both John & Debbie were very upset with the news, but glad they'd called and found out.

The next call came from Midge Tulley, Larry's first high school girlfriend, who was married and lived in Michigan.  It also came in that time frame.  Midge called the house trying to find Larry.

Me: "Condon residence."

Midge: "Hi, Mrs. Condon, it's me, Midge.   Midge Tulley?   Is Larry there or do you know how I can reach him?"

Me: "Midge, it's good to hear from you.   Where are you?"

Midge: "I live in Michigan with my husband and kids.  I've three kids now, Mrs. Condon."

Me: "Midge, I don't know how to tell you this, but Larry died."

Midge: "When?   I just saw him."

Me: "Midge, when did you just see Larry?"

Midge: "Last week, while I was at work in the check stand.  I couldn't figure out how he'd found me, let alone where I worked.  He was at first just standing to the side wall of the store, watching me.   And I thought, 'wow, is that Larry?".

Me: "Was it sometime around the 11th to the 15th?"

Midge: "Yes, so when did he die?   And how?   I'm so sorry.   I wish we could have talked longer when he came by the store.   Gosh, it was so good to see him.   What happened."

Me: I proceeded to tell Midge about Larry's death, how he'd been in a coma on life support from April 1st through the 15th.

Midge: "Then how in the world did he come to visit me in Michigan?'  [And she was crying.]

Me: "Midge, he always loved you even though you kids didn't get married.  He must have been allowed by God to visit you, too.  Because you're the 2nd call concerning Larry visiting physically while he was on life support in the hospital.   He went to see John & Debbie in Ohio, too.   They called me yesterday about it.   What did Larry say to you when he came by the store?"

Midge: "He did say he always loved me and wanted to know if I was happy.  And I told him I was very happy with Red, my husband.  And I told him that we had three kids and their names.  You know, we talked about my married life.  And he said that he wanted to know that I was happy and ok.  And that he would always keep me in his heart and thoughts.   And that he'd just stopped by to make sure I was all right.  And then he just kissed my cheek and walked out of the store.  And I went back to work in the check stand, thinking 'how in the heck did he find me at work?   And that's it."

Me: "How long do you think Larry visited with you at the store?"

Midge: "Well, he stood at the wall about a half hour, very happy.   Just smiling at me, and he sort of waved to me when he saw I noticed him.  And he waited there, so I didn't feel panic to rush through the customers or anything.   I just knew he'd wait and when I'd get a break, we could talk.  And then we talked about ten minutes, mostly me filling him in about my marriage and the kids."

Me: "Midge, I'm sorry that I had to tell you this way, really.  But, I am so glad that you called and I was able to tell you.   And I am very happy to know that you're all right and that you're happily married with children.  Take care of yourself and your family.   And give us a ring sometime if you want to talk or say hi.  OK?"

But, of course, we never heard from Midge, as when we were moved, we were also 'vaulted' or phones so secure that even a DA couldn't get our number for years on end.

Two others who called the house were actually a brother and a sister of each other, living in two cities in Oregon.   One was Mike living in Portland and the other was his sister, Paula who was living in Salem, Oregon.  Neither had called the other that they were calling our home when they did.   Both had a visit from Larry in that same 11th through 15th time frame, same day in fact, and had called each other about Larry's visit.  They presumed he was driving down Interstate 5 and somehow 'found' them both.   Paula presumed Mike had given Larry her address.   Mike couldn't figure out how Larry found him.   Both said he visited them each approximately 15 minutes, asking how they were, telling them each how often he thought about them, and missed them.  

Both were teenage school mates and friends living in our neighborhood, very close to him.   Both were alone at the time of Larry's visits, and each said he wanted to know all about what they were doing or had done since he'd last seen them.   Basically, they revealed that Larry allowed them to talk more than he conversed.   Both said that he gave them warm hugs telling them he'd always love them and that they were dear friends; in other words - all he was permitted to contact, physically felt him touch them as if really alive.  

Both Mike and Paula were shocked at his death, awed by his appearance and grateful God permitted them contact.   In fact, Paula revealed at the end of our conversation that she'd never believed in life after death, but did now.   Their father was a psychiatrist, so imagine them trying to tell him about their encounters with Larry.  Both Mike and Paula laughed about how their father would react when they told him about this event in their lives?   Paula called the house first and shortly [within minutes] after we'd hung up, Mike phoned.   She had not called him with my news yet.

I have no idea how many more of Larry's friends he may have contacted, because as I said, we left town the night of the funeral.    But, I would wager that there were a good many more.

One of my life-long friends, then a priest, John Fahey, called me to tell me about a "Larry experience".   John had to have complicated eye surgery.   It was expensive, and although he had the money for surgery, felt terrible inside that he had to spend so much money for sight.  He needed his sight for his work as a priest, and his parents had left him a sizeable amount of money, so the Church wasn't paying for it.  He was. 

He'd known Larry all his lifetime on earth, and felt Larry was next to being a saint.   Our parish priest gave Larry a High White Mass for his funeral, not the normal black mass for adults, which is very, very RARE.   It was a joyful funeral, candles lit, including the Pascal Candle which is NOT lit for funerals, and beautiful music - incense and all.   All white, which in the Catholic Church signified a holy person.    John came to that funeral as did another priest friend of ours.   Both mentioned the fact it was a white high mass, unheard of except for a very holy person and not granted often by the Catholic Church.   Permission to have one had to be granted.

Anyway, John said in his call to me, that he prayed to Larry to intercede somehow on the cost of this eye surgery.  He mentioned in his prayers to Larry that if there was any way that the doctor bill and the hospital bill could be one-fourth the cost, he'd give the other three-fourths to the poor.  He told Larry in his prayer that he felt guilty spending the money on himself.   The next morning, so John said to me, he received a call from his eye doctor asking who Larry Condon was.   John almost fell off his chair.

His doctor told him that Larry Condon was in his living room the night before telling him that he, [John] would give 3/4's the cost of his surgery fee and 3/4's the cost of the hospital charges to the poor if he [the doctor] and the hospital would agree to do it.   God wanted it done that way.   John said, his doctor asked what is this all about and how did this guy Condon get into my house and then leave so fast when I turned around that I didn't see him go.   John explained to him that Larry Condon was a life-long friend's son, who'd died in April of 1980 and that he must have had an apparition of him.   That did it. 

Both the doctor and the hospital performed the eye surgery at 1/4 the cost so John could keep his promise to give the other 3/4 to the poor.   And John wanted me to know that Larry was still working and watching over the less fortunate on earth.

When Larry appeared on March 1st, 2nd and 3rd of 1983 to Hank and Gerri Pilant's 5 year old daughter, he did not speak.  Her brother, David who was killed in an auto accident, spoke to her and she related it to her mother.  Hank was an investigative reporter working on Larry's case, and knew my attorney.   At this point, I'd spoke only once to Hank on the phone, had never met him or Gerri.   They had 13 children, were Catholic and lived in
Simi Valley.   The 5 year old daughter was their youngest child.  David was the third eldest child and killed when a county water truck crossed the center divider and hit David's car head on, while he was enroute to Moorpark College.  

David had been working with his father, Hank on Larry's case.  Hank had already been 'warned' to back off of it, and David's death he and Gerri felt were the fulfillment of that warning of 'or else'.   David was killed on the morning of March 1, 1983.

That next morning, their 5 year old daughter came into the kitchen to say that David had visited her with an angel during the night.  That David had awakened her, and this angel in a blue-gray robe was standing with him [she described as very beautiful] and David told her he was all right and indicated the 'angel' was helping him.   But, she assured her parents that David is all right and happy.

The night of March 2nd, she again had a visit from her brother David, with the angel.   The next morning she repeated that he'd come to visit her and that he was happy and fine, with his angel at his side.

The night of March 3rd, she again had a visit from her brother, David with the 'angel'.  However, she told her parents that next morning that this time David had two 'angels' with him.  The man angel in the blue-gray robe and a beautiful woman angel with red hair in a green robe.   And that David said they were there to take him on up to Heaven now, so he wouldn't be coming back any more to visit.

Hank was working with another man in his study and had many pictures on the floor, of various men at the jail where Larry had been murdered, including Larry's picture.   So, when Gerri walked in that third morning with their 5-year old daughter to have her relate to Hank this last visit from David, the photos were out of the file cabinet.   Normally they'd been kept in the drawers and the children were NOT permitted normally into Hank's study,
where he worked.   As Gerri and their daughter entered the room, their daughter cried out: "Look, Mommy, there's the angel that was with David!" pointing to Larry's photo on the floor.

Gerri and Hank then called my attorney immediately as Hank remembered that my attorney had said I'd dyed my hair red once while in the LA basin in order not to be as easily recognized.  My hair is chestnut brown in color. And Hank was afraid that her seeing a red head female angel was in fact me and that I'd been killed.   I did know [was told by FBI] that a contract was out on me for several years.  When Hank told my attorney, Mike, that their daughter had just identified Larry as an angel who accompanied David in visits, and about the red-head female angel who came the night before [3/4/83], Mike assured them it was not me.  

However, he suggested that since my sister, Charonne who was a red-head her lifetime on earth had just died of cancer on March 3, 1983, it was probably her.   As she was very close to her nephew,  Larry.  He also told them that I would be down for her funeral and that he wanted them to meet me and tell me of this event. Imagine!  Here they were preparing for a funeral of their own son, and I'd be coming down to meet with them while at my sister's funeral.   Somehow, this did not seem abnormal for any of us at the time to meet, despite the grief we felt at loved ones going so young and unexpectedly.

Thought you'd find these interesting.    Especially, since Larry appeared in 1983 in a robe, not normal earth clothing.  And I presume from the way Gerri described it, more as my mother had appeared.   David did appear in his normal clothing to his little sister.

The other one, which involved Carol, a neighbor who lived three doors up from us was really different.   It occurred about 5 years after Larry's death and I only know about it because Carol related it to Mike's paralegal, Laquita, who in turn told me about it.   Laquita lived next doors to Carol in Simi Valley.  Talk about coincidences.

It seems that Carol was driving her car back from Thousand Oaks to Simi Valley on the Olson Road, when all of the sudden she saw Larry hitch-hiking.  This was about 5 years after he'd died.    So, she stopped and picked him up.   Yes, he physically opened the car door, and climbed in to sit beside her.  Now, Carol had been to Larry's funeral, she was a dear neighbor and friend.  But, it didn't 'click' in her that Larry was 'dead' nor that this
was abnormal.   When Carol described what Larry was wearing, it was the outfit he wore at the time of his murder: white designer bib- coveralls [in style then], with white tennis shoes & socks and a long sleeve [navy blue] t-shirt with white front/back panels.

She told Laquita that Larry greeted her normally, with 'Hi, how are you doing stuff'.  And then Larry said to her: [gist of it]  "Carol, you and your husband and family [5 children] need to move as soon as possible out of Simi Valley.   You need to get your family out of here.   God wants you to move and it's why you both have been procrastinating about maybe moving.  It isn't maybe, but that you need to move now.  Not later, but now.  Your
family will be safer and better off, and it needs to be done now.   You'll get a good price for your home if you sell it now.   That's why I was on the road.  Waiting for you to come along so I could tell you."    And Carol said to Laquita that Larry stressed now repeatedly.

Then, Carol related that as they came into Simi Valley near Los Angeles Avenue, Larry told her to let him out there.  This was after she told Larry that she and her husband would sell the house and move.   He opened the door of her car, stepped out onto the sidewalk, and as she waved goodbye to him, turning onto Los Angeles Avenue, he just faded away from the corner.   She said to Laquita that definitely spooked her, as until that moment, she had
forgotten he'd been dead.   According to Mike and Laquita, Carol and her husband put their home on the market, it sold immediately at their price and they left the area.   Laquita also told Carol the description of clothing Larry was wearing at her encounter was exactly what he'd worn the night he was murdered.