Speaking of Guardian Angels

Since I brought up guardian angels, I have two. They are in New York visiting right now, taking care of my Daughter who was not feeling well, they are keeping an eye on her for me, and I am confident that she is getting better. I am sure, since I suggested it to her, that she is taking Honey and Cinnamon, and feeling better every day.

My first GA, was named Ramey, he was with me in the 30's and 40's, got me through my first twenty years. I am not sure of the name of the one who got me though life after that, I know she was there though, stayed with me up until the mid 60's, when the pair took over.

The two I have now got some early training with the help of Don Rickels. They view their jobs from  a different viewpoint and with a different perspective.

For example, I will be driving down the street, toward a green light, so close, it will turn yellow, then red. They are telling me to not hurry, slow down, take it easy, Joseppi, that's what they call me. Going to Walmart, I see a close empty parking space, I turn, head for than empty space, wham, someone pulls in just ahead of me, that's them, just letting me know they are there.

I'll write a lottery ticket, knowing that they will help me, don't even get one number, and I can hear them chuckle, they don't want me to waste my money.

They all have gotten me through thus far, I think everyone has one, you just have to find them, they can show themselves in unusual ways, just look for them.

It Really Happened

Many years ago a friend of mine in Reno, a 21 dealer at Harold's Club, was going to have a minor operation, but it could not be done at the local hospital, so we were going to drive her down to Sacramento to have it done. She was originally from San Diego, and her family still lived there.

Her Mom, apparently, was quite a worrier, so she had not told her Mother of her upcoming surgery so she would not worry about it.

Some other friends were going to ride down with us, had four in the car, my Studebaker Hawk, loved that car, so anyway, we headed for Sacramento. We all had some time off so we were going to make it a three day mini vacation. We left on a Monday and her operation was to be on Tuesday, so we were going to stay at a motel nearby the hospital.

We got her all checked in at the hospital, and the rest of us headed for our motel. We visited with her at the hospital that night before going out to eat.

We got up early on Tuesday and headed for the hospital and went up to her room. We were all sitting and talking, waiting for them to take her to surgery when her telephone rang.

It was her Mother, from San Diego,  something had told her to call that hospital in Sacramento, and she even knew the room number, 477, I have never forgotten that room number, it was so strange. Out of the blue, she knew that something was wrong with her Daughter and she needed to call her.

Since that time I have believed in guardian angels.