In the mid 70’s I came across an article about the shroud. It intrigued me and when ever more news about it came out I was drawn to seek it out. Now in 1978 Im a platoon leader of a Hawk Missile Btry. in Germany, my wife is pregnant and because of the lack of officers available to pull duty Ive just come off pulling months of back to back duty. The previous Sunday our priest announced again about the parish trip to see the shroud. It was also going to be studied by scientists from the Air Force Academy beginning on the last day of its public exposition. Some how I was able to get a few days leave and with my wife’s permission I was able to go. It was a fantastic experience. In line for an hour finally got to the Altar where is was suspended above. At first every thing seemed washed out then slowly I could begin to see it, it was there the whole body visible right in front of me. While looking all of a sudden I got this feeling to turn around. When I did I got to see the output of the feeling of faith from the faces staring up in wonderment at the Holy Display. It was a blessed feeling. Later after dinner we walked back to the Cathedral and we could see the scientists beginning to set their equipment up to study it. What a day it was.
I couldn’t wait so i went and read all the Silo books, by the way I thought the Foundation adaptation by Apple was AWFUL, Main Characters turned into black women, a triune Emperor, Harry Seldon alive when he was already dead in the book. It was a complete give in to wokeness. They totally destroyed it.
When I was 13 my parents let me visit my Grand Parents in Lake Ronkonkoma ,on Long Island. I took the Reading to Philadelphia then got a Trailways Bus to NYC. I remember that the Port Authority Bus terminal was pretty seedy even in the early 60’s. Walked through the Garment District on the way to Penn Station,while not as big Grand Central it was pretty huge. I don’t think I could do that trip now without being mugged several times.
They totally destroyed the Foundation series, the entire story line is the most woke thing I’ve ever seen and hardly matches the great story telling of Asimov. Waited for years for this to become a TV series only to have it completely destroyed.
Went to school with the Director’s Son. One day he brought pieces of the Blob to school. It reminded me of silly putty except a little harder. I rolled mine into a tight ball to bounce it on the floor it was crazy it bounced every witch way, lol. I wish i had saved it.