s my life progressed on, I became deeply involved with cars and raceing them. I learned how to pull out one engine and replace it with another that was bigger and FASTER. I learned how to pull out rears and bell houseings also how to replace a transmission if needed! My two older brothers, Frankie and Vito were great teachers. Vito taught me more then anyone about cars.Changeing the oil or a tune up became a breeze.I had an ear for it and I truely enjoyed it. It was a release for me and very exciteing! So the next step was raceing..not just on the track but I made pretty good money raceing on the street. I finally found something I was good at. I didn't care that it was illegal then. Being a girl who thought she had all the answers, I raced because I felt in control and to prove I was nobody's fool! HA! I beat them ever time! I loved it.I made lots of mony.

began to get in with a crowd that was WILD and my poor mother didn't know what to do or how to cope with me. It was this year, 1969-1970, New Years Eve that our home burnt down. What a year. We lost everything. At the same time I was going out with a young man and became pregnet. It was decided that it would be in the best intrest of the family name if I got an abortion. I had no say-so in the matter. I knew that I was not ready for marriage. So I had to live with this weight on my mind too. Sex was nothing but pain and trouble. I do not claim to understand why teenagers do the things they do but I knew I was wrong and I didn't seem to have any good sence. It was one of the most horrible expierences of my life. At the age of 19 this expierence made a part of my herat turn to stone. It was either break and shatter as a person or BUCK UP! So I became harder and tuffer.

o add to stupidity, I became intrested in witchcraft. I wanted to be strong so I would never be at anyone's mercy again. I wanted to be the controling factor. I took it all a step further and began to use what I was learning from the books I was reading. I read, experimented and met people who were involved with the craft as it is called. I met a beautiful woman who fast became my closest friend. She taught me many things about the occult. I sat under her teachings for 4 years. I was the best student she had. I wanted to learn so much. I learned to do readings, physycometry, tarot cards, regressions, automatic writtings, hypnosis, and many other forms of witchcraft. Let me tell you my friend..if you know someone involved in any of these black arts, JESUS is the only hope they have!

t seemed that I drew the strangest men to me. They were always lustful and egressive. I constantly found myself in the position that they wanted or should I say demanded favors from me that I was not willing to give. They would become very egressive and I would fight them of course. I have had a 38 revolver held to my head and these demands were forced. I have been pinned down and forced. I was molested and left to walk about 6 miles to my home. Walking into my own home, clothes torn to shreds hanging off my body...and no one noticed. I made myself a promise that this was not EVER going to happen to me again. I had my mothers realestate man try to molest me when she was not there. I have been kidnapped at gun point and taken miles away to be abused. I felt like I had no control over myself or what would happen to me. The next time a FRIEND tried to push himself on me ...I was ready. I kicked and bit and I KICKED where I knew would stop my attacker!! I was hurting and bleeding but had made it away without being violated! Finally, I was learning!.

his brings me two a couple other gun confrintations that happened. One was while working at Gino's, a place that was like McDonlad's. While working one night my boss had informed me that my grandmother had died. I was feeling really numb as I sat holding my head and crying in the office. Suddenly the back door flew open and three guys came flying in the door with shoot guns! They demanded that the safe be open. I was watching as if watching a movie. Stunned and numb. Suddenly a rifel was held to my head, right between my eyes! I was told to lay down on the floor! I sat there, no responce came from me, I was still numb. I was ordered again to lay down. Somewhere in my head, a voice was saying...so what..who cares if they shoot, it's up to GOD! And I continued to stare at the gunman. As I sat stareing, some recognition began to form in my mind. I knew the gunman!! Hmmm..now what? There was an uneasyness that showed in his eyes..then a threat. "You don't know me..do you!! My responce was a stare. No one was shot thank GOD but I was so mad when it was over that when the police got there I told them who the guy was! He was caught and was sent to jail but he had a large family who continued to threatened and harass for a couple of months. The next 2 months looked like a Charlie Chann movie..me running into work and them following me everywhere!! I'll tell you, the ways of the trangressor are not easy! I was always ready for a confrintation, always defensive! I looked tuff but was really just scared inside. I was always getting into fights in the bars...and winning of course! I was not afraid of anything or anyone during these years. Except GOD. Though lots of these things happened before I met Wayne, I don't know how my wonderful husband has put up with me for the last22 years!

hatever my sweet husband saw in me would not bear fruite for many many years to come. GOD truely pick Wayne for me! He is a blessing to be with and talk to ...a real companion! But.....it was not always this way. From here I will join our testimony's together.

hen I first met my husband, I thought he was a freak! His hair was as long as mine, to the middle of his cheast. His eyes were almost glowing blue. He had a Go-Tee. Well...he looked like a musketeer. I was with a friend in her car and she was going to the next town over to get some pot. Wayne was living in a commune ...sort of. There were other people living there too. He struck me as strange the first time we met. The atmosphere was un-nerveing inside his house. The people he lived with were strange too.I wanted out of there! I was never going back there again! Just my luck..I was with another friend and they went there too! I couldn't believe it. Of all the places that there are to go and I end up here again!! What are the odds on that? So I sat in the car and waited for her. I just knew that there was evil there. I looked up and there was Wayne..smiling at me. Yikes!! My heart was pounding..here he comes to talk. Three weeks in a row I was taken here. I finally gave in and accepted a date with Wayne. GOD KNOWS! As I got to know him..he was very smart and sweet. Nothing like the image that was portraid. We became good friends. Soon it seemed...we were living together. Though I know now that this is wrong to do. We should keep ourselves pure till marriage. But I had no idea of his past ...yet.

t wasn't until I started looking around me that I noticed lots of strange decorations on the walls. I looked at their books and I found the Satanic bible. This scared the daylights out of me! What had I gotten into? Wayne had become very speacial to me..I could not believe he was involved in this JUNK! So I would talk to him and try to find out why he was. He told me that in 1971, he and another guy who I won't mention his name because he is dead now, this other guy was Wayne's buddy in a horribel crime. In 71 they had committed manslaughter. I was shocked@! It is hard to describe! The truth to the story that was published in many magazine's is that, Wayne and his bud were naive enough to be tricked by the enemy! The third party here was a boy of 21 while Wayne and his bud were 17 and 18. The 21 years old told them that if they helped him kill himself in a satanic ritual that he would go to hell and sit at lucifer's right hand. Plus they would get an insurance policey. They fell for it! So they assisted this guy in his death. It cost them alot...they lost their souls for a number of years and they went to prison for their bad judgement. Some of the events that followed over the next 3 years should be published as a book in themselves. I won't go into them here becasue they are evil and do not Glorify GOD. Wayne had to endure so much that he had a nervous breakdown finally. But GOD is so good! HE restored Wayne to who he was and who GOD meant for him to be. A kind and good man. These years are never forgotten because they can be used to help others and Glorify GOD for HIS love and HIS Grace. Wayne and I married in November of 1978! Our fisrt child was born a year later. Christina Nicole, she was so beautiful! She looked like an angel! We were very happy. Wayne had become a civil engineer. I was a wife. Life was good. Then in 81 our secound and last child was born, Marcia Nicollette. She was another beauty! But I was so sick with them both that we decided that she would be the last. I was very happy.

rom where I am now I relize that GOD had HIS Hand on us since we would never have made it if HE hadn't. Our world came to a screaching halt when Wayne got layed off from his job. We had done quit well till then. We had 40 acres of land in Arizona, a home, a car each and a camper. His income went from great to unempolyment. We were losing everything! I scrambeled to get a job. So I went back to the only thing that I did well, that was bartending. I had done that for many years. I got to know some people who offered me drugs to sell to make money, so since I didn't use them I thought I would be ok. The first couple months I did do great. Then I began to use them myself. As time passed I went from making a thousand a week to using as much as I sold. A darkness again covered our lives. My husband was using too. It was hard to be a mom and a wife and an addict too! I lost a lot of weight. But from us having our lives so out of order, the witchcraft dominated me. I really got involved in things that hurt others. I am so sorry for that now. A dark presence loomed over our home. I could feel and sence it always, day or night. It was thick and heavy. One night it got to me so much that I decided to holster on my 22 and load it with magnium's and I was going out back at midnight to investgate! I eased out the back door, a friend was there so she stood on the step to watch. We had an acre of ground there so it was a walk as I headed out back for the pavilion that we used to have bar-b-q's at. My hand was on my gun as I walked through the darkness. I stood against a pole of the pavilion and stared out across the yard at what I was feeling. There was a shed directly in front of me about 50 feet ahead. There in the darkness I drew my gun and held it at my side. I was and am a crack shot! Suddenly out of the night came a THING that stood about 9 or 10 feet tall! It was shaped like a man but way bigger! It was charging for me...I aimed and started shooting out of fear! All 9 shoots were fired, ALL NINE! the THING vered off to my right and disappeared into the cover of night! I was so shocked I couldn't breath! I ran to the house, pushing my friend through the door! WHAT WAS THAT???? I sat trying to compose myself asking her if ALL the locks wrere bolted. YES, thank GOD they were! I opened the gun to see all nine shoots werer still in the GUN! WHAT?? I took them out and looked at them...each had the mark from the fireing pin strikeing them but not one had fired!! 9 miss-fired?? The odds are impossible!! What happened?? It was time to move out of here...it was all unbelieveable!

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