A Few Good Angels

 My story begins in 1920 in West Warwick, Rhode Island, when my mother Viola, was suffering from a crippling disease, which was later diagnosed as Polio.

 According to my mother and her seven sisters and two brothers, she walked with extreme difficulty and all family members would take turns helping throughout the day. She watched them play and have fun in the yard while she sat there sad and frustrated that she could not partake in any activities.


The Angel Assigned at Birth

 I believe an angel is assigned to each us of when we are born. The guardian angel experiences I have described while in the Marines has been with me after the service, and as I think back, he has been with me since the day I was born.

I was born on February 20th, 1946 at home in West Warwick, Rhode Island. It was snowing very hard that day and the doctor could not drive to the house when called and my father could not drive to the hospital when my mother went into labor.      

Dr. Harrop lived only a mile away, so he said he would walk to our house.


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The Angel on the Golf Course

My brother Don was 10 years older than me, and we never competed together in any golf match or tournament. We were both members at Valley CC in Warwick RI, and we both sported low single digit handicaps.

One day he said “Why don’t we play together as a team in the upcoming member-member tournament?” I thought it was a great idea and said yes!