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To: Clappy who wrote (16374)	4/25/2000 10:32:00 PM
From: Voltaire	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 35685

Hi clappy, no, no, my god man, in no way did I mean to slant you, I love your sincerity. You had just asked about tips and I just thought I would throw that in. ANGEL STORY - I have hundreds and I will put them on the porch from time to time. Many have been life saving but I'll just tell this little one for now. I was working a restoration crew in in P.R. in the winter of 1987 or 88. It was Christmas season and because of my poor childhood and not too pleasant memories of Christmas, I told everyone else to go on home and I would be glad to stay and besides I loved to gamble and practically lived in the casino at the open air hotel where we were staying. I was staying on the 20th floor and was laying on my bed resting when I got a knock on my door and to my surprise one of my supervisors was standing there and said he felt that I might want to take a trip to the other side of the Island to get a saddle for his wife's Christmas present. I said, hell, why not not, I was going down to the casino but I still had plenty of time. He asked if I was really staying and I told him yes and he tried to get me to go home with the others. He kept at me and I began to get an odd feeling that I readily recognize now as my Angels as if I was being pushed by this individual. He kept pushing and said you know the Airport is over in the area where the saddle is, why don't you just pack and if you change your mind you can just join me because we already have your ticket. I asked why they would have gotten me a ticket and he said he thought he could get me to leave. I agreed to check out in case I decided to go on home and we proceeded to the Saddle and Leather store and sure enough I decided to get on the Plane and come home. Well: We land at the Atlanta airport about four hours later in the afternoon and everyone is staring at the TV's. There was a devastating fire at the Du Pont Plaza Hotel in P.R. and people were jumping from any floor higher than ten. I had been lying on my bed in room 2010 when my Angels sent this guy for me. I would have been there or in the Casino where they locked the doors from the inside because they had heard the rumors that there was a small fire in the building and did not want people to get out with their money and over 70 people perished, only one got out alive. I knew all of the workers that died there and many more. Voltaire