After being married in the Hawaiian Wedding Cave I move from Park Forest, Illinois to Pennsylvania where we move into the lovely home we had purchased pictured above. It is on Karda Drive about half way up Lower Brush Mountain just outside of Hollidaysburg.
A few happy years living there and we purchase office coffee machines from a company in Chicago. Our contract with the company is that we would order coffee from them as needed for our customers.
This is in the winter so my husband is free to make the deliveries to the various offices in the Altoona and Hollidaysburg area where he had placed our coffee makers. Then comes April and he goes back to his ‘day job’. He is a mason contractor.
So now it is up to me to take the phone orders and make the deliveries. He shows me a bill owed by two young men who run a Forestry office and says, “Don’t bother trying to collect this, they won’t pay.”
Soon after I take over the deliveries I just happened to be driving past their office and notice two adorable little sports cars in the parking lot. So….what the heck! I pull in and park! Get myself inside and ask the secretary sitting at the desk to see them. She says, “They are not here.”
I say, “Oh, I was sure they would be when I saw both their cars outside.” Pointing to a closed door she mouths, “They are in there.”
As I open that door they both look very surprised to see me. One is sitting at a desk, the other one standing near by. The one at the desk asks, “How did you know we were in here?”
Not wanting to get their secretary in trouble, I say, “I’m psychic.” He then asked, “Oh, you’re psychic are you? So….tell me what my wife looks like.”
Without hesitation I reply, “She’s a little taller than I am, a little heavier than I am and she has long dark blond hair.” He gasped, “That’s right!”
The other young man starts pacing the floor as he says, “I’ve been studying the occult. Tell me what my wife looks like.”
I say, “I can’t tell you what your wife looks like, but I’ll tell you what I’m picking up. I see a tall skinny girl, thin like a model and she has short dark hair.”
“Ha! Ha! Ha! You missed! My wife is short, fat and blond.” The young man seated at the desk says, “Yeh…but she just described your girlfriend!”
He stands up and they both pull out their billfolds and place bills on the desk until they have thirty two dollars. I sign their bill ‘paid’, lay it on the desk, pick up the cash and start to leave.
“No! No! Wait!” As they are each searching their pockets for the change owed, they insist on paying their bill to the last penny. Then with a triumphant look the one at the desk says, “We want to hire you to work for us.”
“You can’t even afford your coffee bill. How could you afford to pay me?”
“IF WE HAD YOU…..WE COULD AFFORD IT!!!!!!!!!!”
I didn’t go to the trouble explaining to these two flamboyant young men, that I have no control over when, what I had just done, will happen. When I told them I was psychic, I was protecting their secretary and had no idea they would challenge me.
I am now ninety one years old and it has happened only a very few times in all my life. How, when and why it works remains A COMPETE MYSTERY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is almost as if………..I HAVE SOMEONE LOOKING OUT FOR ME……………….
FRF ♥