In 1967, while my husband was in Viet Nam, my mother was visiting. During the night I awoke and standing at the foot of my bed was the figure of a man wearing a military uniform. I screamed waking up my mother who was sleeping next to me. She awoke to see the same figure at the foot of the bed and screamed as well. Just prior to my teenaged daughter rushing into the room (turning on the light) the figure vanished. Later that day, I received notice from the Department of the Army that my husband was wounded during a fire fight near Duc Phu. It was our 5th wedding anniversary. How it changed my life:I have believed since this event that we have a sixth sense about those close to us.
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