Leonard K.

I got sick with appendicitis back when I was 8 years old. This was just like the little boy who helped his father write ‘Heaven Is Real’ only mine happened back in 1963. It was just a month or so before JFK was assassinated. I remember getting sick at the dinner table after playing outside in piles of autumn leaves. Read More →

Sharon M.

It was midsummer 2005. I was sitting outside on the back steps of my house talking on the phone to a dear friend of mine who lived in Oregon. It was late in the day and my former husband had just gotten home from work. He was an electrician at one of the plants in the area. He had walked Read More →