I don’t go into details above about my dad’s bad experience.
This was told to me by a longtime friend of the family who my dad confided in after he died the first time on the OR table.
He said he “woke up” during the operation and was totally aware of everything around him. There was an opening in the ceiling and there were 5 or 6 black faceless figures there. He felt they were there to take him away. He was scared and didn’t want to go. These don’t sound like angels to me.
Like I said he tried to change things after that. I could tell a lot more, but this is personal stuff. I’ll just say even though he died unexpectedly 6 months later, it was in peace, in spite of the blood he was vomiting up. He had more concern for my mom, who was there, then of dying. As I said in my first post. I think he made his peace with the world, so wasn’t afraid to go anymore.
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‘63 LeMans- ‘69 400 w/ original transaxle. 2.69 gears.
‘55 Catalina
‘62 Mercury Meteor-all original, bought new by my grandfather
71' GTO -original 400/4-speed/3.23 posi
13.95 @ 102.1 on street tires @ 4055lbs.-now my sons ride
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