tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post116235832064433258..comments2023-09-12T10:12:39.020-05:00Comments on Maintaining Balance: The Third in the Series of Hauntingsbeckyboophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17663633663224962767noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162927869533392592006-11-07T13:31:00.000-06:002006-11-07T13:31:00.000-06:00Chills up & down my spine reading this stuff. Wha...Chills up & down my spine reading this stuff. What were they thinking??? I'm so glad you kids had each other!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07802695378617927299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162708247221223652006-11-05T00:30:00.000-06:002006-11-05T00:30:00.000-06:00Before I forget, just to make the world even small...Before I forget, just to make the world even smaller...<BR/><BR/>My Mom is a born and raised Kansas Girl. Bern, and Sabetha. I dont think they even exsist anymore. We visited her family, what was left, in 1970. It was smaller than small then, I cant imagine its still there now.<BR/><BR/>Aloha's again!Hawaiianmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12488099008700938001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162707525269027092006-11-05T00:18:00.000-06:002006-11-05T00:18:00.000-06:00Uji feelings on that story.Lori knows the meaning ...Uji feelings on that story.<BR/><BR/>Lori knows the meaning of 'Uji'...<BR/><BR/>Someday I gotta post a spook tale or three. Theres def some ghosts hanging around this aina (land).<BR/><BR/>I cant explain how I felt when they had that story on NPR, I knew somewhere in my addled brain I knew something about the Riders, but it escaped me. The wash of pride for your group just kinda unfolded over me. It is so refreshing to see a group that is concerned about decency in the treatment of loved ones who have lost, as well as those who have sacrificed. When I finally put 2 + 2 together, and Lori's comment, even more proud I was.<BR/><BR/>Thats the thing about this Blog stuff. It makes the world so small - to feel a genuine feeling of gratitude over something like this, just makes me smile.<BR/><BR/>It seems there are so few that really take the time to thank those that do this service, or any selfless act of caring nowadays, we are all so selfcentered, even me and us at times. But this sort of group opens the eyes a bit to see what we are capable of.<BR/><BR/>My Father-in-law rode for years on a '61 Harley, kick start. He could take that sucker apart, and put it back together blindfolded. He knew how many turns of the socket for each nut, screw, or bolt.<BR/><BR/>For my wife to ride, she had to kick it herself, no other requirements. She did at 16, and rode it as well as he did.<BR/><BR/>Me, I stick to the water.<BR/><BR/>Great big Aloha'a to you, yours and all the riders.<BR/><BR/>Mahalo. (thanks)Hawaiianmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12488099008700938001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162603927555166262006-11-03T19:32:00.000-06:002006-11-03T19:32:00.000-06:00or patiently.or patiently.Sir James Eric Watkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08439184492064693110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162603852183183212006-11-03T19:30:00.000-06:002006-11-03T19:30:00.000-06:00I have stories that can't be logically explained. ...I have stories that can't be logically explained. This is such a story, and I love it! I'm enthralled. I'm aptiently awaiting the next installment to the series, or conclusion, what have you. It's good stuff, that's all I know. Well, I know a lot, but, let's just say I'm not telling...at this time.<BR/><BR/>Hope you're okay.<BR/><BR/>your friend, James....Sir James Eric Watkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08439184492064693110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162423123523340972006-11-01T17:18:00.000-06:002006-11-01T17:18:00.000-06:00Oh Rainy, we love you too.Oh Rainy, we love you too.fineartisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03004913358409783650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162416620694542782006-11-01T15:30:00.000-06:002006-11-01T15:30:00.000-06:00Oh man, what a story, yours and Lori's. When you s...Oh man, what a story, yours and Lori's. When you said they dabbled in witchcraft and he invoked the devil, I knew it wasn't going to go well. Yeah, that is just not good for children. I'm sorry that you and Lori went through so much STUFF! But you two certainly are strong and interesting women.I love you both.Rainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13310666391868911676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162396448411133532006-11-01T09:54:00.000-06:002006-11-01T09:54:00.000-06:00They did, they opened a door.Call it the power of ...They did, they opened a door.<BR/><BR/>Call it the power of suggestion, call it planting a seed, call it whatever, those f-ers planted a fear of the occult in us.<BR/><BR/>Even before leaving KC.<BR/><BR/>They opened that door far enough that every freaking one of us has had that same overwhelming sense of fear, dread, desperation, of evil trying to attach itself to us.<BR/><BR/>The same time that was happening to you I was freaking out down here, staying at grandma's farm house by myself, not the hippy house, the one she sold on the highway...<BR/><BR/>The little room off from my bedroom, it was like ten by eight, small, all windows and light, but from the moment I tried to set up a studio in it I felt that feeling, that feeling that I wasn't really welcome in there. <BR/><BR/>Tom and Crystal remember, maybe, they were there shortly after Gary died. Tom had claimed it as his room, for about ten minutes then he was in bed with me and Crysy in short order. <BR/><BR/>Crystal tried to kick him out of the bed. She wrestled him around, and you know Crysy was tough, pushed him down had her legs all wrapped around him with green boogers coming out her nose. Tom took his legs and pushed her upper body down onto the bed and said, "You can sleep in there if you want to, I'm NOT."<BR/><BR/>Then the dreams of demonic paralysis started for me, when I was alone in that house. Where I would be trying to wake up, trying to throw myself from the bed, trying to drag myself to the door, to light, to somewhere, anywhere but trapped in the dreams. <BR/><BR/>Evil swirling all around, devil faces, hideous noises, garbled speech, trying to recite the Our Father, it coming out backwards. Deano told me that if I counted to five with my right hand that I could break the paralysis....and sometimes it worked, sometimes not.<BR/><BR/>Pops telling Mike's fortune, and scaring the absolute hell right out of him. Grabbing him by the collar and telling him, "You, you, don't see it do you?" Mike was like, "What the hell man? You're freakin' me out." Mike told me later that pops told him things that no one on earth knew, except him and God.<BR/><BR/>I'm gonna go puke now.<BR/><BR/>Love, Lorifineartisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03004913358409783650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28613211.post-1162393791942842932006-11-01T09:09:00.000-06:002006-11-01T09:09:00.000-06:00:D Wow...that is scary. The things your mom said ...:D Wow...that is scary. The things your mom said cracks me up. There is no way I could stay in that house. That is some creepy shit. Thanks for the post my Becky :D<BR/><BR/>I can't wait to hear the last story! :pSassyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02599624467609274837noreply@blogger.com