On June 25th. I told my doctor I publicly announced I want a LDS Missionary to be my wife. He said;
“Good luck!” I said; “Thanks!”
I thanked my doctor for cutting through much red tape to get me a ride to my cohomotopy appointment, and a ride home after in a special carrier with a electric chair that will take me up my stairs. The driver will then put me in my home. For over a year I lamented not having a friend or family member to stay overnight with me to make sure there is no tragedy with the anesthetics. I climbed my steps taking notes. When I got to the top, I saw a image of Jesus put on my doorknob.
“I have a plan! Why don’t we wedge this image on the door, and see if we get a nibble, even a healthy strike!”
“No friggen way am I falling for this – bait!” And, suddenly, there is the sound of footsteps on the stairs! I turn, and here they come – my saving angels!
They could not come in because…..THERE IS NO WOMAN IN MY HOUSE. I wanted to show then my art work. I show them my paintings as they stand outside. We make an appointment for them to come back.
My Doctor and I talked about the terrible survival mode I was in. I was entertaining death. The Three Sisters came over about five times, and brought a chaperone. After coming home from seeing my Doc, it dawned on me one reason why I want Willowvy Rose to be my wife……..I would always have a woman in my home to look after me if I have a operation. Bingo! I want to live! I took a quiz to see if I still want to take my life because I feel like – crap! I scored a 4. Two months ago, it was 17. I told my Doctor I was on the way to being Baptized in the LDS church. The last time we talked he said;
“John! You need a friend. You have to make contact with other human beings!”
But Doc! My Muse died, and I think my fiancé is dead! I did not mention Virginia, because I was trying not to cry. Seven years ago, Virginia Hambley got down on her knee, took my hand, and proposed to me.
Knowing she has a head injury, I took her back to our favorite restaurant – and proposed to her. I took videos. I wanted to marry Virginia – thirty years ago! But when she told me her mother took her to the Doctor and got her tubes tied – I was furious! She had gotten pregnant, and wanted to keep her child. But, there was a good chance she would leave it at a store – or in the bathtub. .When her father called, as he did every Sunday, I asked to talk to him
“My wife didn’t tell me her family was the Vicky Government who made a pact with Hitler, who flirted with RESTORING her family to the throne of France. She used me. She deceived me. I was a pilot in the U.S. Airforce.”
On Memerial Day I watched alot of WW2 stuff. One show – was all about Virginias family. The British sank their battleships to keep them out of Nazi hands.
When I attended the LDS church, I did not know it was Father’s Day. Twice I was asked abut the Crown pin I war. I think about the child Virginia and I should of had, alot! Clark Hambley, is dead. I forgot to honor him!
When I discovered the copper plates on Heligoland Island, I thought of….
THE TWO RINGS WE EXCHAGED
I asked the Sisters if they wanted to go to Jerusalem. They said “Yes!” I wanted to take them to see the Habsburg painting. I want them to be my model for another….RING LEGEND! Jeff Bezos owns the rrights. I have written the Governor.
THIS IS IT!
Get ready! Pack….light!
John of The Thirty Visitations
Rosamond Press 
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