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that all adults were stupid and I never wanted to become one when I grew up.

      Such notions were drilled out of my head by my father who had a peculiar way of raising me. We’d go shopping in the five-and-dime stores on Main Street (either Newberry’s or Woolworth’s) and I, like any kid, would be agog at all the glitter. In those days, most of the counter space was single level and covered with glass. Stacked shelving, what there was of it, was located in the back of the store. The “M.O.” (mode of operation) was always the same. Dad would grab me by the shoulders, twirl me around, look at me straight in the eyes, and ask about a passerby: “What was the color of the hair, was it parted, any glasses, describe the face, how about the clothes, any belt, purse, how about the shoes, socks, any wristwatch, what else can you tell me?” We’d cross the intersection of Main and Shoshone Streets, and Dad would do it again. Same checklist. This continued off and on for three years. I got to the point where I was always staring, never knowing when I would be tested again. Decades later Dad claimed it was all a game. Well, it wasn’t a game to me. I swear the man was trying to raise the world’s most perfect witness.

      As you can see, the groundwork was laid early on for me to launch search-and-investigative missions just for my own edification. Adults insisted on silent obedience, but I wanted to know things, so I reached out and probed, examined, studied, and experienced. The more I did this, the further away from “the established order” I moved and the closer I came to uncovering what haunted me as a child.

       3

       We Know When We’re Going to Die

       “Life is a blackboard upon which we consciously or unconsciously write those messages which govern us. We hold the chalk and the eraser in our mind.”

       —Ernest Holmes

      Marriage only heightened my curiosity. I was always experimenting. I found that jars sealed better in the pressure cooker if I gave the lids a hot water bath before applying them to the glass lip and screwing on the band. Cakes stayed fresh twice as long if you beat the egg whites to an easy froth and then folded them into the batter. Bulk-pack fruit and vegetables were interchangeable in any recipe: you could substitute pumpkin for applesauce, or use mashed prunes or cooked carrots, squash, peaches, or just about anything you wanted. It didn’t matter if you were baking a cake, cookies, or pie, the only limit to what you created was your imagination. Thus, meals at our house were always a surprise.

      And so was death.

      During the days when my former husband, John, and I leased 160 acres near Filer, there were many farm tragedies. We were privy to all of them. This situation intensified once he became a crop-duster pilot. He specialized in flying night jobs barely inches above the soil of tree-lined farm fields. A number of gruesome and horrible accidents snuffed out innocent lives. We both stared death in the face at moments of personal risk because of auto accidents and serious illness, as did our loved ones and each of our three children. This kind of thing happened so often that for a time I used to set a place for “death” at the kitchen table, replete with dishes and chair, so that our children wouldn’t be frightened of our family’s familiar consort.

      Among what caught my attention then was the incredible number of people who, far from having a brief hunch or scary feeling, actually exhibited preknowledge of their coming death. Conversations my husband and I had with survivors and next of kin revealed intriguing stories about how the deceased must have known what was coming because of the way he or she behaved before the tragedy occurred, shifting routines about three to six months before his or her death.

      After a while, I noticed that these changes centered around a need to wrap up business and personal affairs as if there existed some unspoken reason for expediency. Insurance policies took on importance, as did the need to visit loved ones and to be more intimate or philosophical than usual. One last “fling” was often enjoyed before the individual relaxed and was at peace. Just before the death event, the victim seemed to “glow” as if something important were about to happen, something for which the individual had prepared.

      Sometimes this preknowledge consisted of more than a series of behavior changes; it was verbal and up front. One such example is the case of a woman in her late twenties who was killed in an early morning automobile pileup on the highway outside Jackpot, Nevada. During the investigation that followed, relatives told the same story—that the woman knew she was going to die, even how and when. She had had a recurring dream starting about six months before, a dream that accurately depicted her death. Because of the dream, she had been getting her life in order and telling others what to expect. No one believed her. After the accident, her loved ones and friends were grief stricken, even more so because of their refusal to give her the benefit of the doubt while she was still alive.

      Another incident involved a high school senior who calmly told her parents she would die in a violent accident the day before graduation. This news was given nearly a year in advance, and the announcement sent her parents into a near-frenzy of worry until they convinced themselves that their daughter must be mentally unbalanced. She was sent to several psychologists for evaluation. Each released her with the caution, “Make certain she takes this drug as it will relax her.” There was no dream, no reason for the daughter to say such a thing. “I just know,” she’d insist, as she readied herself to die.

      A year later, and the day before graduation, she and a girlfriend were sitting in a car waiting at an intersection for the light to change when another car suddenly careened out of control and slammed head-on into theirs, killing both girls instantly, yet injuring no one else. Investigators discovered a note the daughter wrote revealing that she knew that she and her best friend would be killed at the same time in the same accident. They also discovered that the other girl had displayed behavioral changes suggestive of someone who knew death was coming, even though she had said nothing to anyone about it.

      After another year rolled by, each of the two mothers had a dream in which her deceased daughter returned for a “visit” to explain why she had died. This visitation was so vivid that neither mother could keep it to herself. One of them confided in a local astrologer; very soon the other mother did the same thing. The astrologer contacted the psychologist of the first mother, the one most burdened with grief, for advice on how to handle the situation. I was consulted as well.

      A meeting was arranged where all four parents and the psychologist could hear each mother describe her dream. Neither set of parents knew the other before the meeting. Still, the daughters visited their mothers on the same night at about the same time with the same explanation. Both girls had agreed before birth to participate in the violent death event in order that the first one could help the other work through a lingering fear of dying violently. This death scenario was the only reason each girl gave for having been born. A dramatic healing resulted from this session, and much pain and grief were released.

      Some of our friends were not only agricultural pilots but also corporate, highway, and construction pilots, as well as flight instructors. A number of them died in fiery crashes. One such crash took the lives of two of our best friends when the DeHavilon twin jet they were flying nose dived into the mesa outside of Boise. It was a stormy night, yet they canceled their instrument approach, thinking the lights of the city meant they were closer to the airport than they actually were. Relatives confirmed that each pilot had exhibited the foreknowledge pattern before the accident as if the event were somehow “expected.”

      Another crash I was privy to involved a midair collision at midnight over a farmhouse near Adrian, Oregon. Both pilots plus the farmer’s wife in the house below were killed. The woman was trapped inside when burning wreckage fell from the planes and set the house ablaze. According to surviving kin, all three acted as if they had known they were going to die, even though they never spoke of it.

      Of the several thousand accident reports I have studied, this unusual knowingness was present in almost all of them. Here is a summary of what I discovered from this inquiry; it is a pattern of behavioral cues indicating that people know, at least subconsciously, when they are about to die:

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