13

Forever the number 13 would follow me and mine.

This post was suppose have been done on April 13, but you see I was busy celebrating my sons 34 birthday.

It’s important for me to break the timeline for a bit—but I’ll fill it in later.

April 13,1979–things had moved along with Leo and I. In fact we were engaged. The wedding was set for August 4, 1979. It was Good Friday and my Grandmother and great Aunt Thelma were coming in from Illinois for the weekend. Aunt Thelma was a great cake decorator—in fact she lent some of it to me (more later).

She brought with her the album she had of all of the cakes she had done and we were to pick out our wedding cake, as it was the family tradition for Thelma to family cakes.

They had just arrive and were getting out of the car when Ann and Mike and their youngest son where coming down the hill. They stopped to say hello and mentioned they were going to take their private Cessna airplane for a final flight as they were trading it in the next day for another. Off they went—

The rest of us went into the house and after visiting a bit we began looking at the cake album.

Sorry it’s sideways.

Oh around an hour later I went out to grams car to get something for her—I looked up and there was the strangest weather front moving in. To this day I can see it clear as day in my mind. 7:30pm

This was probably the first time my third eye opened—I didn’t like it, I didn’t understand it—so I went back inside to the family.

The evening progressed well. We all visited well into the night.