Day 3, November 2, 2018:
The sun had not come up yet. The town square was full of life and excitement. The plan for today was for Poncho to cook
breakfast for his four Omak friends. At 8:00 the entire town would go to God. At 1:00 PM the boys were going to take a break
from training and play another baseball game. Lorenzo had a team together to plant the trees
into a nursery this afternoon. After the trees, a garden was going to be
worked on for the planting of vegetables. This was also planned
for this afternoon. The morning was dedicated to training and
visiting with God. Breakfast was great. Poncho made 10” tortillas and filled them,
adding sliced green jalapeños peppers. Brad and the girls needed water, but Tony
just smiled as he munched away on the delicious burrito. “I had three of the big fruit boxes brought
up to place over near the lanyard box.” Poncho shared, “I’m going to place the
guns there in the boxes for all to grab if they are needed.” “Poncho, why don’t you wear a sid
earm?” Brad suggested. Poncho looked around as he considered his
values, “I will.” Poncho got up and headed for the three boxes. “I’ll come with you.” Brad followed Poncho over to where the firearms
had been placed. Four lever-action rifles, an AR-15, and five
revolvers with holsters. Brad noticed one of the revolvers was a Smith
and Western model 929. He picked it up and handed it to Poncho. He picked up the holster. There was an additional cylinder with eight
rounds in it on the belt. The belt
had an additional 34 slots with two
rounds missing. “This is what all of us use. This is a nice setup. You will have a nice easy-to-use accurate
weapon with six loads of eight rounds.” Brad showed Poncho how to replace the cylinders
and made sure he knew how to make the gun safe. One of the big boxes was for rifles, the second
one was for pistols and holsters and belts. The third box was for any additional ammunition
found in the saddlebags. The top opening of the boxes was over three
and a hal
f feet off the ground. Ideal for keeping the little people out. There were three plastic boxes in that third
box, each having 50 rounds of 9mm. Brad picked them up and handed them to Poncho,
“You have enough ammo to practice some shooting.” “Thanks, Brad.” Poncho put the belt on and made sure it was
comfortable. The two men made their way over to their buckets. They talked about families and hopes for the
future. At 8:00 AM it appeared everyone in town was
in the town square. Gloria stood on two
buckets again. The circle was made and those that had been
there before started chanting “Go to God!” in Spanish. “Let’s say the Lord’s Prayer, please?” Gloria asked. The chanting stopped. The prayer was said, “Take a deep breath. Hold onto someone’s hand. Close your eyes! LET’S GO!” Gloria screamed as she stepped down taking
the hands of Brad and Willa completing a circle of several thousand. When they showed up at God, the four jumped
around and shouted for joy. “Why are you celebrating?” Pon
cho and Jesus both asked the four from
Omak. “We had no idea if we could do that.” Gloria shared, “With your help, we just
transported twice our personal best which we did yesterday. It is a personal best for all of us. I think it might be a personal best for you,
too?” Gloria laughed. Poncho looked at his son and started laughing. He was believing these four could do anything. But they were just a few steps ahead of himself
and his oldest son. Gaia came up to Tony, jumping into his arms,
“Hi bi
g brother!” “How many are here from Mexico?” Tony asked. “Sixty-two thousand, five hundred and forty-seven.” Gaia announced, “Tony, Brad, Willa, and
Gloria. You guys did the best. We have all thirteen teams here now.” Tony reached his right hand out to Brad for
a handshake of congratulations. Willa hugged Gloria. The four could lite up a large area on a moonless
night with just their smiles. “Is Lord Jesus here?” Gloria asked still giggling. “Yes, he is over there by that big dais.” Gaia was poi
nting to a stand that was six
feet off the ground. There was a railing around the top making
it seeable above the thousands. “Is our Father John here?” Tony asked. “He and Mother Jenny are coming; they should
be here in a minute.” Gaia giggled. Gaia turned seeing, “Peter and Patty!” Poncho was holding Maria’s hand listening
in on the conversation. Maria had Junior in a backpack. Junior was looking around giggling with all
the good energy. Gloria and Willa had sat down with Maria and
had manifest
ed a few things that would make things a little easier for her in her world. The baby backpack was just one of them. The four kids with Jesus in the lead had headed
in the direction of Lord Jesus. “Peter! Patty! “How are you guys doing?” Tony yelled and waved his hand. “We are doing great. But brother what on earth, how many thousands
do you have here?” Peter asked after hugs around. Tony looked at Brad. “Peter, Patty, today we have brought with
us eleven thousand new friends and neighbors. We w
ould like for you to meet Poncho from
José María Chetumal.” Brad introduced. “The future Governor of Mexico. Poncho from José María Chetumal. We have heard of you and are extremely glad
to finally meet you.” Peter shared. “This is my wife Patty.” “Poncho, Peter is also, like me an adopted
son of Father John. He is also a current incarnation of our St.
Peter of long ago.” Tony added. “We are truly glad to meet you. This is my wife Maria, and she has Little
Poncho on her back.” Poncho shared as Li
ttle Poncho giggled. He had a small plastic baby bottle of water
that he had been sucking on. He giggled when his dad touched him. Everyone stopped as a man that looks like
Santa Claus and a pregnant woman walked up to the group. “Dad, we did it.” Tony gushed, “We took what we learned in
Russia and only did what was truly needed.” “Good job sons and well everybody. Gaia, how many are here today?” John asked as he hugged his future daughter. “Sixty-two thousand, five hundred and forty-seven,”
Gai
a announced again as she moved to give her future mother Jenny a hug and kiss. “Dad, this is Poncho and his wife Maria.” Willa introduced, “Poncho and Maria, my
father-in-law, John Taylor.” “Ah, you have learned, you are going to
be the Governor of Mexico.” John shook hands with Poncho. “I do not have enough education for that.” Poncho shared while shaking his head no. Lorenzo was standing behind Poncho. “Poncho, I felt the same way once. I came here and sat in the Christ Ports every
night learn
ing. One day a question came up, I visualized being
in the Christ Ports and the answer came loud and clear. At that point, I realized I was doing God’s
work. You can do this; it is part of your destiny. We will work with you and help you take back
your country and make it a paradise for your people.” John was smiling as he said this last. The thirty that had sat with John only a few
days before were gathered around. One man was not of this group but certainly
belonged. He made his way through, “
John, my brother. Nice to see you again.” Lord Jesus announced. He was being followed by many of the children
including those of Ponchos and Lorenzo. Poncho and Lorenzo with their wives and children
realized the circle they had joined. They stood there watching with their mouths
open. Gerry tugged on Poncho’s leg until he was
lifted by his future father so he could see. “Brothers and sisters, boys and girls, let
me borrow the Comforter so we can talk in front of the many.” Lord Jesus took John’s
arm and led him to
the platform. John turned and motioned for Poncho to follow. The three men climbed and stood on the raised
dais. Behind them was God and Poncho touched the
surface of God, asking what he should tell his people. Lord Jesus looked around, “You and your
families for a hundred generations have followed me through the Piscean Age. I now give you My Beloved John to lead you
to the promises made long ago. You will see Heaven on Earth. The males and the females will be balanced
durin
g this short time of the Aquarius Age before Heaven descends upon the Earth. Strive to make this so. You will see a difference in the other planets
and stars in the sky. Even your moon will disappear. The Earth will look much different than it
does now. Fear not, it will still be the Garden of Eden. Plant your crops, raise your children. Stand up to those who wish to harm yourself. Evoke the Golden Rule upon all the people
of the Earth. You can do this; you have that power.” Jesus turned to John
, “My brother, together
we started down this path many Galactic Days ago. I now pass the mantle back to you.” Around John’s neck appeared a simple lanyard
made of gold. John turned to the crowd that had now grown
to hundreds of thousands. Almost all from Omak and the many surrounding
communities were also there. Word had gone out to all within the network. All the Representatives to the New US Congress
were here to hear Jesus and John. Jesus slowly disappeared as he waved goodbye. The crowd yell
ed and screamed their approval
then started a chant of “JOHN, JOHN, JOHN...” John waved his hands at the crowd. Jenny and his kids appeared by his side. Gaia is in his arms. Next to Poncho, hugging him was Maria with
his boys and girls. Maria still had Junior on her back. They appeared next to Poncho, Gerry tugging
on his pant leg wanting to be lifted again. After several minutes John raised his hands. “My brothers and sisters. We have taken a giant step for mankind. We heard that fifty years ag
o from a man on
the moon. Only this time we are taking that step on
the Earth, and we are not done, we have just begun to make changes in the lives of everyone
on earth. To connect all of mankind to our Father.” John looked at Poncho, “Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls we have asked our Father, who is to become the next leader of Mexico. God, our Father gave us Poncho Bautista of
José María Chetumal. He is the chosen leader of God of what is
left of that great community.” Eleven thousand from
José María Chetumal
raised their voices in agreement for their Poncho to be the leader for all of Mexico. Soon it included all the voices in agreement
from the hundreds of thousands that were present. All the ones from Mexico and many from the
New United States. “The door is open for you Poncho.” John knew exactly what Poncho was facing,
“Do you want this?” “No!” Poncho shared. “Poncho, you can do this.” Maria smiled at her husband. “Yeah, Poncho, we will help you,” Gerry
whispered. Poncho look
ed at his children. He looked to God and heard, ‘Take care of
my children.’ He nodded, “For the record, I hate politics.” John laughed, “You are the third person
I have heard that from. I was first!” John and Poncho laughed. Poncho turned to the crowd, “Did you ever
in your entire life believe we would be standing here next to God our Father?” Even though Poncho was speaking in Mexican
Spanish, those that understood English only heard English. The true act of speaking in tongues. The sound of th
e crowd was an absolute “NO!” “I am not an educated man. I will ask for God’s help in all decisions
and all actions.” Poncho was also hearing Gerry’s “Yes!” Poncho held up his left hand that was holding
onto Maria’s hand, “This is my wife Maria and the love of my life. She keeps me on the straight and narrow. You husbands out there, you know what I am
talking about.” There were much agreement and laughter. “Many things come to mind that needs to
be addressed NOW. We need to stand up to the Drug
Lords and
tell them NO MORE!” The sound of the crowd was an absolute “YES!” “They are cancer upon our society and our
world and that needs to be changed once and for all.” Poncho heard total agreement from the crowd. “We need to replace the buildings that we
have lost. As we start down that road, let’s define
a livable wage in agreement with what is happening in the New United States. St. John has established one ounce of Silver
valuing it at $20 for an eight-hour day of work and having a value
enough for us to raise
our children and live in a home and hold our heads up. I have been told by God, that we will see
others come to Mexico because they can earn good money. We have the best weather in the world. Now let’s make it the paradise that it truly
is! Poncho turned to God, “Thank you, Father.” The crowd followed Poncho’s lead only many
times louder, “THANK YOU, FATHER!” The people of Mexico spent three and a half
hours with God before any of them started back to earth. When the peopl
e of José María Chetumal got
back, lunch was number one on everybody’s mind, “Brad and Tony bring your wives and
eat lunch with us, please?” Poncho offered. When they entered Poncho’s house, they realized
there were only two chairs. There were buckets now. Enough for everyone to have a bucket to sit
on. Some were empty, some were full. The family was happy, talking, and sharing
what they had experienced. When the children had met Lord Jesus. Lord Jesus had told Jesus that he was part
of the same
soul. Jesus Bautista was born to help his neighbors,
his countryman, and his father. His brother Diego was to support his brother. Together they would accomplish 100’s of
times the things they could do alone and separate. Sister Teresa also carried a famous name. In this life, she would be a healer of others. Anna would be the teacher of John’s lessons
to those future generations. Junior would grow up and show his big brother
how to pitch. Gerry would show up later to support his father
in all
things. Poncho was cooking as Maria fed Junior. Jesus and Teresa were serving. Diego was making sure he had enough buckets
for all to sit on. Anna was handing everyone a paper napkin. “Where did you get paper napkins, Anna?” Gloria asked. “From God. He gave me a square bucket of them.” Anna pointed to a bucket that was indeed square,
“Mommy likes them. We can use them today and tomorrow start the
fire with them.” The corn tortillas had many green specks in
them, “What are the green specks?” Tony
asked. “A farmer from over the mountain in another
village traded a wagon full of vegetables yesterday for two buckets of shredded chicken
and two buckets of shredded beef. He said he would be back with ten wagons full
of vegetables today.” Poncho shared, “We need to take him to God!” Tony looked at Brad and Gloria and got a nod
from each of them. He looked at Willa and got a smile, “Poncho
and family we were assigned here because of the success that Willa and I had with President
Pusin of Russ
ia. Someday I will be the Treasurer of the world
and we will be working closely with you to make this land a paradise. Brad, Gloria, Willa, and I will be working
with the leaders of the world to keep our people alive and happy and prosperous.” Poncho shared with Maria what Tony had said,
then they talked about it. When they finished Tony continued, “I can
see gold and silver hidden by many feet of earth or buildings. There is something in the church. It looks like a large chunk of many chunks
of
silver. There is a large deposit in a nearby hill. Who owns the hill to the southwest?” “We’ve been up there as children. My brothers and I many years ago. Jesus, have you been on the hill?” Poncho asked. “A long time ago papa!” Jesus shared. “Maria said something, and Poncho’s face
turned red.” “Maria said that Poncho proposed on that
hill.” Gloria shared very quietly, not repeating
exactly what Maria had implied. “Please tell me. Does everyone that goes to God meet Lord Jesus?” Poncho asked,
changing the subject. The four looked at each other for a second,
“No Poncho. We have heard of Buddha, Mohamad, and many
others doing what Lord Jesus did today. The Masters of the Earth have brought us to
the door. It is up to us to step through and become
the masters bringing love, truth, and respect to our paradise. The Garden of Eden! The promise of Christ returning is not an
individual. It is the five billion left standing in about
thirty years. We are moving as fast as we can to raise that
number.” Gloria had been speaking in Spanish, she repeated
in English for all to understand what she had shared. Poncho looked to his family and allowed his
gaze to settle on his wife Maria, “I have followed Lord Jesus all my life. I will need to think more, but it is plain
with what he told us long ago about following him. With what we have learned, if a person in
need came and knocked on the door, we would be able to help them. The things we call miracles are no different
than what Lord Jesus
did. I have heard several times since I have met
you to say the Lord’s Prayer. That it is a key to opening the body to allow
God to work through us. By doing that I have helped create tons of
food for our neighbors. I have been healed and have seen others also
healed. I believe we are doing what we were meant
to do.” Poncho smiled, “What are your plans? How long were you in Russia?” “We were there for fifteen days. We got many to the red lanyard level and two
to the black lanyard. They now have
hundreds on the black lanyard. Dad started teaching in Seattle, last summer,
there are over two thousand with black lanyards. Peter, who you met is the unofficial leader
of our Minutemen.” Tony pulled out his phone, “I can send a
“help” text and have a hundred men and women with black lanyards in the town square
within minutes.” Tony smiled, “When we leave here, you will
have that ability too.” “You have abilities different than others?” Poncho asked. “Yes. We do not know of anybody else that ha
s created
food in buckets. You have been in on that Poncho!” Brad shared, “We are all different including
you.” Brad looked at Jesus, “Some of us find certain
things easy, and for others, the same things may seem impossible.” Gloria translated, also looking at the two
boys. Brad continued, “Tony and Jesus can fill
buckets with water. I have not been able to, yet. Tony can see underwater at night much like
a fish. I can see in the dark. For me, it is almost like walking under a
full moon even whe
n there is none.” “Can you teach us how to transport from
one place to another?” Maria asked Poncho to translate. Gloria answered, “Si, Maria.” Gloria continued in Spanish, “Let’s help
you clean up then practice in the Town Square.” When the family of Poncho and Maria along
with the four from Omak exited the house and walked over to the town square, they saw thousands
working with the tennis balls. Gloria looked to Jesus and Poncho, “Shall
we interrupt their training and teach them how to transp
ort themselves and others?” “Yes, this is important.” Poncho shared. Gloria and Poncho called a stop to the practice
with the balls. Gloria was standing on two buckets again. Brad had lifted her easily, “We want to
teach you about transporting.” Gloria looked around, “Are you interested
in being able to move from place to place just by thought?” The crowd yelled their “SI!” Over, and over again. “Let’s line up on the west side,” Gloria
suggested, everyone moved into a single line on the opposite
side of the square of where
the church was. Tony and Willa were over near the church. “Everyone take a deep breath. I will lead you in the Lord’s Prayer. See your bodies in love and with gold light
filling up every cell.” Gloria did as she said. The Lord’s Prayer was loud. Just as it ended, and Gloria was going to
suggest for everyone to take a deep breath a little three-year-old girl ran across the
town square. Tony and Willa were waving at the little girl
encouraging her on. She stumbled abou
t twenty feet from Willa. The many thousands held their breath. Willa ran to the little girl scooping her
up. The little girl was out of gas. The thousands yelled their approval. The little girl waved back to her family and
friends then put her head on Willa’s shoulder. She was tired. Gloria sent a ‘thank you to God, “Take
a deep breath. See yourself in front of Tony and Willa.” Gloria and Brad saw a few dozen move across
the town square in a flash. Then another group also moved across. Then ano
ther group. This continued until all that was left with
Brad and Gloria were 23 individuals. Gloria started working with that last group. She put seven little girls together and they
moved across. She paired up the others and they also moved
across. “Tony, Willa, what is the next step?” Poncho asked. “You grab a partner, transport the partner
across the square, and then the partner transports you back.” Willa shared. Back in Omak:
John was meeting with his friends from the Genealogical Society.
He had tasked them with taking a census of
the New United States. They had presented him with a list of questions
on the form. While the old friends were deep in discussion,
three men and three women walked into the bank. They wanted to know if they could exchange
greenbacks for some silver. The men were talking, and John’s improved
hearing picked up some voices he had heard before. John excused himself from his friends and
went over to the teller’s window. John’s nephew Eric’s wife Tami was run
ning
one of the windows. Tami looked at John for help. “What do they have Tami?” John asked with a smile on his face. “$2,000 in greenbacks.” Tami shared. “Give them ten silver coins and Tami brings
me six gold coins from the safe.” John looked at the three men and three women
standing before him, “Hi, I’m John Taylor. How is everybody’s health?” Jim Canton looked to his wife. John continued, “We have done some amazing
healings. We can also turn on the Immortality Gene. It’s rather simple. “We h
ave heard of your healings. Rose and I got to sit with Bill and Nancy
McCormick during a dinner in Atlanta. Your son and his wife were at the next table. Bill and Johnny and their wives took us up
to see God!” Jim shared, “That’s why we are here.” Tami came out of the vault. Made a note on a card and gave it to John
with a pen. “Did I say you were doing well?” John smiled. Tami looked at John then she continued to
look at the card. John gave up and signed it, “Thank you,
sir!” Tami said with a b
ig grin after John had signed
the card. This was a little game they had been playing. Tami gave the three men and women ten silver
coins for the $2,000 of worthless greenbacks. She gave John the six gold coins. “Please come and meet my dear friends.” John directed the politicians to the table
where the discussion regarding the census was taking place, “Friends, I am so incredibly
happy to be here today sharing with you the meeting of these outstanding wonderful people. They have gotten us to thi
s point today. Without their involvement, mankind may not
even be on this planet anymore.” John shared his thoughts. As the two groups shook hands and hugged. Rose moved over to talk with John. John saw Jenny come running through the door
to the bank. She looked around with a question on her face. John tried to answer that question, “Jenny,
please come meet our visitors.” Jenny relaxed and looked at the men and women
that were standing with John. They all had medical issues. Jenny had learned wi
th John to allow her peripheral
vision to scan a body for health issues. She had learned to do this just by walking
up to a person and looking off to one side. These people would take a few days with all
their issues. Virginia was leaving with Pete for Denver
in a week. Pete Mason had taken the position of Mint
Director in Denver. A medical doctor Silvia Watts was working
to take Virginia’s place at the clinic. Jenny and Virginia had done thousands of healings. Whenever they were out and about a
round Omak,
people would smile and bow to either or both women. The sixteen-year-old Jenny, being the First
Lady of the land, mother of seven children, and pregnant with her son Roberts Taylor woke
up every morning feeling she lived in a wonderful fantasy. She looked again at the men and women standing
around John. She had seen two of the women and all three
of the men. She did not remember where, but it must have
been before the earth changed. She moved to embrace her husband. “Ladies and gentl
emen, may I introduce my
first lady, “Jennifer Roberts Taylor.” John and Jenny’s smiles lit up the room,
“Jenny, these three men are the most honest men the modern world has ever seen.” Before any more could be said, Jim Canter
went to sit down, and it was apparent to all that he was in trouble. John looked at Tami and mouthed, “You’re
in charge of things!” Jenny went to Jim Canter’s side and looked
at John. In a blink of an eye, John had moved everyone
to the clinic’s waiting room. Jim was stil
l in the chair. Jenny turned to her receptionist, “Code
four. Get the room ready, tell Virginia and Sil. NOW!” Jenny then turned to Rose, “Do you want
to be present?” “Absolutely, not leaving that old boy now!” Rose answered. “Is he going to be, okay?” Dr. Robert Paulson asked. This man had served the nation as a congressman
for many terms. He had also delivered hundreds of babies. “Would you like to be in there?” John asked. “Yes!” Dr. Paulson responded. Jenny took a deep breath, looked at John
,
and disappeared with Jim and Rose along with Dr. Paulson. John took the others over to Sous. With him was Ben and Jean Stanton and Cathy
Paulson, “John, is there anything that can be done for Jim?” Cathy Paulson was looking at her health issues. She suspected the others were also starting
to have issues. “Cathy, we have brought men and women back
to life up to three days after their hearts have stopped.” John smiled. “Well, at least there are two doctors and
an RN in there.” Jean Stanton said.
“Jean, those two doctors, and that RN will
be shown how to heal Jim. My wife may only be 16, but she is the best
healer on this planet.” John looked at the three people in front of
him, “We will be healing you completely. Your immortality genes will be turned on. You are going to have to change your thinking. I have focused on being 21 again. A time when I could run a five-minute mile
and lift my body weight easily. Two or three times a week, I could run ten
to twenty miles.” “Can we have babie
s again?” Jean asked. “Yes. It is recommended. All of the children born from this day forward
will be at the head of the line to ascend.” John shared, “You have been quiet Mr. Stanton.” “Those Federal Reserve Notes, what are you
going to do with them?” Ben asked. “There is an old furnace that helps the
school keep some of the older buildings warm. We will burn the old bills in there.” John laughed at the look he was getting from
the three people. “Mr. Stanton, you should be President. We have ad
opted many of the things you were
promoting. Free Health Care. Free tuition for public colleges. Every community has a center for individuals
to go to that need employment. If they work an eight-hour day, they receive
fifteen dollars. The community works with them to get them
back up to a full-time job at $20 per day. If they need daycare, that is also free. And if they want to take care of children,
they will be trained and can work into a position of $20 per day.” John smiled. “What if somebod
y can’t work?” Jean
Stanton asked. “We figure out the “can’t” and change
it to a “can”.” John smiled, “Even if it is answering a
phone.” “John’s right. Even if a person has a drug or alcohol issue,
be able and willing to work and you will eat.” Ben shared, “John if I were president, I
wonder if I would have been able to have gone forward. How many times have you been shot at?” “More than once. How does one count a thousand rounds from
a machine gun?” John laughed, “By an “X” President no
less.”
“What are you thinking?” Ben asked. “I would like for you and Jim and Robert
to become our senators.” John shared, “I want the Senate to become
the soul of this administration. If your wives want to join you in that position
that would be fine with me.” “So, would we both be paid?” Jean asked. “I would think so. How much of your life has been devoted to
your husband’s career?” John asked. “A lot!” Jean almost shouted, “I would not have wanted
to do anything else.” “When you two disagreed. How di
d that get handled?” John asked. “We would sit down and work it out.” Jean shared. “So, Ben, are some of the positions you
have taken been influenced by Jean?” John asked. “Yes. Why does this feel like a job interview?” Ben Stanton asked. “Because it is. I want to recommend both of you as Senators. Cathy, has your life been the same as Jean’s
or has there been a big difference?” John asked. “It’s been the same. We would dance around a subject until we came
to a position.” Cathy shared. “Ladies a
nd gentlemen, I am hearing exactly
what I thought I would. These three men all had something in common. They would figure out a position on an issue
by dancing around the issue with you, their wives. My theory was the positions I heard all had
incredibly significant cores anchoring them. The cores came from the family and primarily
you the wives.” John smiled, “So the positions did not change
from one speaking engagement to another. One of the big objections to candidates running
for office in t
he last fifty years is their wavering on their positions.” John saw a group of people come in the door
to Sou’s Restaurant. John stood up. Jim and Rose Canter were walking slowly. Dr. Paulson and Jenny were talking and laughing
following along behind the Canters. Virginia Mason and Dr. Silvia Watts were with
them. John looked at the clock and realized it was
noon. Jim and Rose sat together to John’s right,
“What can I eat Doc?” Jim asked. “When did you eat last?” Jenny asked. “It wasn’t yesterda
y.” Jim turned to Rose, “Day before yesterday?” Rose was nodding her head. Jenny and Virginia put their heads together,
“Jim, I would suggest you start with a small bowl of Smoked Salmon Chowder.” Silvia was brought into the discussion, “Maybe
a dozen saltines to go with your chowder? Eat slowly and continue to check on how you
feel.” “That sounds good.” Jim shared. “Sunday Morning, I’ll buy you an 8 oz. Buffalo Steak and Eggs.” John offered. Jim looked to a smiling Jenny who was nodding,
“Real
food. I like this a lot better than a hospital.” Everybody laughed. John did hire almost 100 years of experience
with the six. He gave each of the six a gold coin for walking
around money. He put the three couples up in the hotel at
the government’s expense. After confirmation by the house by e-mails,
the six new senators along with John sat down with a few House Representatives that were
interested in finance and health to propose one hundred million dollars for improvement
grants of $50,000 ma
x for clinics throughout the US. That was truly the beginning of free healthcare
in the New US.
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