Wednesday, August 8, 2012
A couple weeks ago, I visited Lily Dale, New York, the largest Spiritualist community in the country.
Now let’s face it, there are plenty of people who would scoff at the very idea. A whole town where people talk to the dead? Yes, indeed, and an interesting place it is.
One of the things I like doing in Lily Dale (besides walking the labyrinth, eating at a couple wonderful little cafes and soaking in the quiet) is attending message services. At these services, mediums stand up in front of the crowd and offer messages from Beyond.
This year, I was picked to receive a message. It came from a medium I’ve never encountered in my other trips to Lily Dale, and she said it was a message from my dad. For one thing she told me he envied men these days because they are more able to talk about their emotions than men of his generation.
Then she said he was showing her a wooden box. There was something in it, she said . . . from his days in the Army? I corrected her; Dad was a Marines in WWII. In fact, he was a recipient of the Silver Star for his service in the battle of Tarawa.
She nodded. Yes, the Marines! There’s something in the box from his days in the Marine Corps and he wants you to have it, she said.
Interesting, yes? I thought so, and when I got back home, I told the story to my mother. She was confused. A wooden box? She had no idea what the medium was talking about.
Yesterday, I had a chance to visit Mom to look for something else. While we were rummaging through her bedroom, I found a wooden box. I reminded her of the Lily Dale story and she said she hadn’t looked in the box for years.
Of course, I did. And what did I find? Dad’s Marine Corps pin!
Need another chill to crawl up your back? The day I found it, August 7, is the anniversary of the WWII battle of Guadalcanal, the first battle my dad fought in.
Thanks for the present, Dad! You can be sure I’ll treasure it. Semper fi!