I don't want to get too morbid talking about the afterlife but, if my experience alleviates any concern for anybody, it's worth my time to write this. This isn't an attempt to sell books but those who have read mine, know about this, in detail.
Short version...I drowned at on a florida beach when I was four. I remember the water, the seaweed and the intense fear. Then I remember the peaceful feeling as I watched the event from overhead. When the lifeguard gave up and actually covered me up my older brother grabbed me and beat on my back until something popped out of me, thereby causing a lot of suckers in the 60s and 70s go home broke.
Never fear. Alfie
Short version...I drowned at on a florida beach when I was four. I remember the water, the seaweed and the intense fear. Then I remember the peaceful feeling as I watched the event from overhead. When the lifeguard gave up and actually covered me up my older brother grabbed me and beat on my back until something popped out of me, thereby causing a lot of suckers in the 60s and 70s go home broke.
Never fear. Alfie
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