This is the story of
one man's search for the answer to that age old question:
"What is the Purpose of Life?" I've always had an
inquiring mind and had the foolish notion that the answer
to everything could be found some place in some book.
I didn't realize that being born under the sign of Taurus
would be great for an American as you scan all those ads in
the paper every day, this could hardly be a good point to
launch yourself into the search for spiritual enlightenment.
At the age of twenty-one, just when my hormones were raging,
I fell in love with the most beautiful and sexiest looking
woman that God ever created. In the meantime, a mad man in
Germany was screaming over the airwaves and although I couldn't
understand German, I just knew he was going to lead us all
in another great war. What's more, he spelled it all out in
his book," Mein Kampf." A year later I was on my
way to Fort Belvoir to undergo three months of basic training
in the Corps of Engineers followed by three more months in
OCS, (Officer Candidate's School), from which I emerged as
a bright, new shavetail (Second Lieutenant). I later learned
if I hadn't made the grade in OCS, I would have been sent
to a sniper school where they had an 80% casualty rate in
Three years later, I'm flying home from Germanyon a 30 day
emergency leave because my mother is dying from cancer while
my Regiment sails direct to the Pacific to take part in the
invasion of Japan where they expect it will cost a million
casualties to sink Hiro Hito into the sea.
Thank God for Harry Truman and the atom bomb because before
they could ship me out to the Pacific to take the place of
some officer that had been killed in combat. It all came to
an abrupt end.
I came home to my loving wife but it seems I had a small problem
not uncommon to returning veterans. I was an alcoholic but
didn't know how to deal with this problem. Ten years later
I had a spiritual experience which led me to A.A. (Alcoholics
Anonymous) and I was now on a path to the answer of What is
the Purpose of Life.
Eventually I found my way into the Spiritualist Church of
Plymouth, Massachusetts. There the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle
all fell into place and one day I received a message from
my first wife who is now on the other side through a medium
and when she said, " It's nice over here, you're in the
pits over there.", I knew I had found my answer.