BREDONBOROUGH.
10.18
Bredonborough.
On the afternoon of this day in 1984 my Father, Arthur Henry, flew from this world while being held by my Mother. Fortunately, I had returned to Wimborne the day before (from the first two Guitar Craft courses).
Several weeks later, while staying with my Sister in San Francisco, I had a vivid dream from which I woke. Feeling that this dream was significant, I looked at my watch & noted the date: thirty-three days follo...
13 Apr 2002
