Angels on Earth.

When I was a boy, I talked to Angels all the time. I had regular conversations with God. Even the most loved children feel alone sometimes. They may have said I talked to myself or to imaginary friends. But I knew who they were and they help me find joy in the day to day world that I lived in. At the age of 3 both of my grandfathers died 1 week apart. I witnessed my maternal grandfather die of a heart attack while I was visting at his home. So I talked to my grandfathers. I talked to My grandfather Karr much more often because he was a better listener when he was alive.

I first saw the love that the mother animals showed their young and associated that with God love. Don't get me wrong I felt loved at home. but it was a complicated live.

When I became a teenager was the first time I realized how wonderful it was that Angels walked on Earth. My aunt Alice listened to my stories and shared her experiences with love and laughter. The saints welcomed Alice home more that 15 years ago.

I met Judy when she was young but only as a sister of a friend. Then she student taught at Webster School. What a gift she was to children. Bart Simpson was a rude cartoon boy who was rude to everyone in his world. Just took that cartoon boy and gave him friendly peace building phrases. fThat is what she did for her students.

Judy was another Angel on Earth. We would get so silly together and she brought out the best in me. From Cat in the Hat costumes to getting me to sing camp songs for the whole class.

Just a few months ago I was critizing a fellow educator and Judy said "Dean she not so bad. She has a gift, we just need to help her use right. give her a chance. Yes wonderful hearted Judy was again taking the rude words and giving me peace building words to use instead