As I entered back into the atmosphere...below me I could see the Great Lakes...How my soul knew where it was going is still hidden from me. As I flew down to my body like Superman, I could see my arms in front of me. I could not see through so they must of had some kind of substance but I didn't feel any weight of a body. I had a shell of a body surrounding my soul. As I went through the clouds rain began to hit my arms...but I could not not feel the raindrops hitting my arms although I could see them splashing off of me. I kew for sure that I was not in a physical body at this point but somethin inbetween the orbs of light I met in heaven and my physical body which was well below me. As I was moving closer to my body I recognized the road I had been traveling down before
I left my body. Then off on the side of the road, I observed a lady pulled over on the side of the road and getting out of her car. I then recognized my little MGB which had landed on its four wheel after it had rolled three times.
don't know who that lady is...but she got out of her car on that day and saved my life. I hope her life is blessed because she blessed my life that day. The top of my convertable was ripped off and as I was getting closer, I saw my body still in the driver's seat. I entered back in my body and their was darkness. The lady had sent a man to call for an ambulence. I was 45 miles from any town and the closest hospital was in Toledo Ohio. But..by some miracle there was a volunteer ambulence service close by and they arrive after only 5 minutes of calling 911. My car was still running! I had just had it tuned up before I left. It was a nice running little car.
The lady who I had seen pull over on the side of the road asked me if I was alright. I was thinking about how I was going to get a ticket for wrecking my car. I said, " I'm alright but I think I need to go to a hospital." I asked the lady if she would follow me. I tried to argue with her about how my car was just fine. I was in the military and didn't want to get in trouble for wrecking my car. I was traveing to go to a special school in North Dakota and I was going to go visit a girl I like in Chicago. It was quite a detour...but I was only 21.
She said, " I think you should just lay down." She found a blanket and made me lay down on the ground and she covered me up with the blanket. At this point I began to feel freezing cold...Ice cold blood seemed to be freezing in my veins. I was in shock and I was dying again. The men from the Volunteer Ambulence service arrived and put a neck brace on me and and bound my body down to a streacher. I shaking badly as they drove me to the hospital. I want to thank those guy. I never did. The took be to the ambulence and then I took a trip to Toledo Hospital.
This should have been a frightening time in my life. The pain was horrific....But I was rather calm through the whole ordeal.My neck vertabrae had jumped tracks and broken. Glass was imbedded in my chest and back...somehow my face ad managed to escape without scarring. I had apparantly flown through my left and right window and forward trhough my front windsheid as my car rolled over and over.In the emergency room they were trying to stabilize and they were putting tube in my nose down into throat. That hurt worse than my broken neck. they stabilzed me and sent me upstair. Those folks save my life. I wish I could tell them how much that meant to me. I never did say thank you.
Later they put me in traction. They drilled screws into my skull and put me in traction. In a circular bed..it was like a torture chamber. I don't remember much. But the nurse called the nurse in San Antonio, where they took me and told the nurses I was flirting with the nurse and got all their phone number. I must not have been shy on morphene.
My mother called Jake Pickle to find out what had happened to me. She sensed that something was wrong. They sent an Army Jet to deliver me to San Antonio. The flight was excruciating. They put me back in traction in San Antonio. My vertabrae popped back in place after a few week. The nurses there were so nice to me. The nurses from Toledo sent me flowers. I was around the most loving caring people you could imagine. I felt confident that I would be okay but the dreary windowless ICU felt like a tomb. I never even called to thank those wonderful people who save my life and watched over me. Thank you.
I spent the next year in and out of a body cast and I went to Washington Walter Reed where they fused my vertabrea..C-4-5-6.

I don't think I can say any more for right now. I will talk more about it later.