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Saturday, April 06, 2002
it seems that many people are not blessed to have the little supernatural occurrences that (to my mind anyway) cannot be easily explained short of that a loved one is near and wants us to know that. what i really think is that a lot of people are too skeptical to recognize the signs when they happen.

i'll give you one story that illustrates what i mean. it comes to mind because it was my sister-in-law who told me about it and her husband, my brother, the last time we discussed it professed to believe nothing. you die you're buried that's it you're done.

at any rate they have an 18-year-old daughter jamie, who just graduated high school a month before bekah died. and like bekah she is quite popular with her friends and has many. now bekah and her friends always referred to themselves as "the crew." bekah had written a song about the crew and in her papers there were references to the crew, and my sister-in-law spent about 24 hours straight scanning and working on bekah's papers and pictures for her funeral, so she knew that bekah and her friends were known as "the crew.".

i told deb that i was cataloguing bekah's phenomena - and about a week or so after the funeral on the phone she asked me if i still was, "because something happened i think it might have been bekah." the day before that jamie had had a bunch of her friends over. before bekah died they were "the group." on this day before they got there jamie said, "by the way the CREW's coming over" and when debbie heard that the hair on the back of her neck stood up. she asked jamie why suddenly they were the crew instead of the group and jamie said, "i don't know."

debbie and i know...:) and my brother...would just laugh at us. he has no faith...

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