Divine Interventions in my personal true-life journey that may support that Divine Interventions occurs in real time human events. Listed below may or may not rise to the level of Divine Interventions. Simply because so many different opinions and religious beliefs. And how can one person have so many events like this?

Below is my list of events in my life that I can personally recall. 1 -16

1. At an age of four months in the year 1948 developing double pneumonia and being hospitalized for over four months. (My mother told me of this event later in my life as I have scars in my lungs from this event.
2. At an age of about nine years being “face to face” (12-14 inches) with a Diamondback rattlesnake already in a coiled striking position ready to strike me in my face only to be saved by my father. The only place I would be bitten is my face because the snake was at my heads level as it was laying on a dirt crevice on the dirt creek wall. It was a hot day and I veered over to the creeks vertical wall side because it had a cooler feeling on this hot day. I was walking as close to the vertical wall as I could. At the exact moment I heard the snake rattlers start making that deadly sound, I turned immediately to my right to see what it was. When I turned my head, all I saw was  this big snake. Mouth open, tongue out wagging, tail rattling, big black eyes and already in a coiled striking position. My dad instantly upon hearing the snake’s rattlers sounding  off and then reacting quickly from about 15 feet away and diving in the air and swats me away from the snake with his hand when he flew by me. And the next thing I remember was the great pain in my back I received when his hand swatted me away from the poisonous deadly snake. Since I was walking at the side of the creek wall very close and upon the snake who had a flat  area whereby, he could lay and get  the sunshine. Our family was in front of me and had walked in the middle of the wide creek bed. That is why they did not startle the snake. I was lagging behind all of them and I went to the wall to get some cooler air. A fraction of a split second later than I would have been bitten directly in my face. We were in a country setting deep in the woods and our family was walking in a dry creek bed. Even if I did get bit by the poisonous snake, it would have taken close to 25 minutes  to get out of the woods to our car and another 20 minutes or so to the county hospital on a Sunday. Also, we were unarmed at this time. No rifle or a pistol was carried by my dad.

3. At an age of 19, 1967.I was attacked in a street fight whereby three thug assailants with knives tried to kill me with an air born kill strike. A full kill strike to my head with a knife and I miraculous escaped with no injuries. The assailant was in full attack mode and was literally airborne and coming toward my head area with his knife as I saw the reflection from the shiny  blade from the street lights as it was coming towards me. Somehow, I escaped. I should have been hit. I was told that I whipped all three of them with my fists and feet.
4. At age 19, 1967. Construction site in Dallas, Texas I escaped instant death by a fraction of a second to be instantly dead. A micro second before instant death. I saw death in the face of another person whose face turned to stone the instant he saw my imminent death and I than I escaped this imminent death. I was staring at Paul Ray; the machine operator and I was waiting for him to turn around and I would alert him to change direction of the paving machine. He finally turned around and he just froze. His face turned to stone. He did not do anything but froze in his face. He made no body movements to alert me. He just froze. I knew at that exact split-second moment in time I was in danger and I was in a pathway of a big truck. I still remember I was standing on previous truck tracks in the soft dirt. And I did look up the hill and saw no trucks forthcoming. I had turned and faced the machine operator and waited for him to turn around. He did and froze! I immediately moved  my right leg and swinged it to the right. That would basically take my body out of the pathway of the truck that was within inches of killing me by backing over me. A split second or an inch further over and I would have died instantly at this exact moment in time. The truck was going about 10 -12 MPH and had not started braking to stop. Therefore, no warning sounds beforehand. AS I turned, the truck blasts by me and I was so close to its backwards path that  the truck bed  knocked off my hat, the truck bed skimmed my chest and the tire ran over the toe on my left foot shoe. I immediately ducked down because the side mirrors would be coming next and they would have hit me. I ducked away and not even a scratch or anything. These are big trucks and death would have been imminent. The reason the driver of the truck did not see me is because he was backing down  this hill and had his truck in neutral and the area was a soft loam dirt area. And he was only looking at his side mirrors on his driver side to back down the road and coasting in neutral. The combination of a soft dirt sloped grade and being in neutral and truck in idle, there was no sounds of this truck. Plus, the paving machine was powered by a big diesel engine and a loud muffler.

Below is actual size of truck.

5. At age 19 at the same construction site in the same week to have another instant death event. Another mini second between life and death. I decided to quit the job after this that week. I will provide more details in 2^nd

6. At age 20 , 1968 in a drag race between my 1957 Chevy and a Charger super beef race car. I blew my clutch going from third to fourth gear at about 90 mph at the exact time I was just beginning to enter a hard curve to the left, I blew my clutch and no longer be able to go from third gear to fourth gear.
   If I did not blow my clutch and had shifted to fourth gear at that high rate of speed I would have crashed or rolled my car against a concrete wall. The concrete barriers were there for traffic control and protect light poles. This was a 30% hard curve and at my speed I would have crashed. If I tried to take the curve with no drive train than I would not be able to control my Chevy. But I did not, I knew the road had a straight-line exit so I looked in my rear-view mirror and saw that I was in front of the other race car about a little over a car link. I knew I must go straight and not try the curve. I did just that. I was not wearing a seat belt.

7. Age 20, February 22, 1969, I became severely distraught over the death of my first true love Susie and our unborn baby. We were planning on getting married but things were pretty crazy at that time. We were relocating to Galveston whereby we could start our life together. I had a big opportunity with a significant pay increase. We were running off together traveling in two separate cars on a divided highway going south. I witnessed the head-on crash from my car just a few feet away. Immediately I ran to her car and grabbed the door handle and pulled the steel door handle completely off the steel door. Then I began pulling on her door and finally busted it loose and opened her door. I lifted her out of the car and was carrying her to  a safe distance from the crash when she died in my arms before I could lay her down. I took off my blue wind breaker and laid it on her and I laid down with her on the road until EMS arrived 10-15 minutes later and they pulled me away from her. I became suicidal and had two events whereby I was clinically dead. This was an Acute Trauma 
   
   

   I got the flashback of her dying in my arms in the year 2021, 52 years later. The clinical term that I had is called Dissociative Amnesia.

   March-April  1969. The second event (my clinical death) was for 9.5 minutes duration and I was blessed to go to Heaven and I visited with Susie and our child for 9.5 minutes. I was told about this from a medium and telling me for 9.5 minutes I was clinically dead. I died from a drug overdose and alcohol. The setting with Susie was in a beautiful garden area with beautiful flowers and beautiful stone walkways and walls. Susie made me to go back because she said I cannot stay here as it is not my time  and we will meet again.
   Lazarus Event for 9.5 minutes.
   At my parent’s home I have the memory of my life I believe was the exact time after 9.5 minutes and my lungs start to begin inhaling and restarting  my life and was trying to get air back into my lungs after 9.5 minutes of being clinically dead. I remember it  was a peaceful feeling I had and I was okay with dying and was praying to God it was okay for me to die. I still remember that  I had tried two times or three to breathe and got no air into my lungs. On the fourth attempt I got a little air into my lungs. After getting some air to restart my lungs I passed back out. I assume after 9.5  minutes of not breathing my lungs must have already collapsed.

This was Divine Intervention and a possible Lazarus event.

8. At age 20, 1969 on a narrow concrete bridge in Mississippi in late 1969 again escaping death. At age 20 on a desolate narrow bridge elevated over railroad tracks in rural Mississippi traveling northbound in my 1968 Camaro Rally Sport and entering a short bridge only about 60 feet long and cruising about 60 MPH and as soon as I got onto the bridge, I now can see the full bridge and any  traffic  The bridge had no traffic but the tractor truck just beginning to get on the bridge. I had moved over the center stripe about 2-3 feet when entering the bridge and as soon as I get my car onto the bridge there was a tractor trailer that had entered the bridge coming onto the bridge in my direction from the other end of the bridge.  I had no vision or ideal upon approaching the bridge that it was a very-very narrow bridge. The truck tractor had also cheated over at least 2-3 feet into my lane and only 1/2 of the tractor heading South was actually onto the bridge and was traveling about one mile per hour. The truck driver was pulling a 40-foot trailer and since he was having a right-angle approach onto the narrow bridge, he had to move over as much as possible because his trailer was tracking right and could not clear the concrete walls. The driver was wearing a long sleeve white shirt and he was a white guy and as soon as he saw me his first reaction was to start turning his steering wheel to the right.The bridge had concrete walls. So, my only immediate reaction was to adjust my steering wheel and target the open area that was left between his tractor bumper and the concrete wall. I knew that I was probably going to damage the sides of my car because there was not enough horizontal space for me to go through. And no time to try and stop. If I did try and stop traveling at that speed and such a short distance, I would have hit the truck head on.  All of this happened in about ½  of a second of time.

   I cleared the trucks bumper and the concrete wall and since I was now going at an angle, I was angling off the bridge. Once I cleared his truck and the concrete wall, and my angle is now headed off the asphalt road into the grass medium. I immediately steered a left angle and got my car back on the asphalt road. The angle I had when going through the open space I completely left the road.
   Still traveling at a speed about 60 mph. This was an event of some Divine intervention by angels or spirits. The open space between the truck and the   wall would be about two foot too narrow. Meaning my car was protected by Angels and got me through this space without any injuries or damage to  my car. Not even the side mirrors on my car were unscathed. This old 1950 bridge only had a single dividing stripe in the middle.

9. At age about 45, years 1992 to 2002 to be poisoned repeatedly by family siblings with anti-freeze to kill me and therefore remove me from my dad’s estate since I was executor of the Last Wills over my father’s estate and money.
   I believe I got poisoned at least ten  times over a few years. This is an extensive chapter with allot of drama and does not have a good ending for my mother and father. Allot of events that will take a full chapter as I want to expose them for what they did and the illegal acts of will forgery, corruption ,murder by poisoning, attempted murder, collusion to protect them when they killed my dad in the nursing home.Getting my dad embalmed within an hour of his death. Funeral home colluding to get him picked up and transported to the funeral home and start embalming within minutes of arrival. We know this because we were wanting to get an autopsy and we were too late, we had talked to the funeral home and learned he was embalmed immediately. The funeral home on this Sunday to perform the embalming process on my dad.

   The death of my mother and my father were at the evil hands of Dolly Merryman, Peggy Hanna, Charles Hanna, Debbie Hanna. These poisonings were done in order to kill me from the poison alone. That is why my oldest brother was always  calling our home repeatably starting about our projected arrival time at our home after visiting my parent’s home in Groesbeck. Every 5 minutes he would call. We had an answering machine and we would have 10 to 15 times of calls within minutes of one another. And once we get into the house, we would hear our phone start ringing. We would not pick  up and it would ring again a few minutes later until we finally pick it up. And all we got from this idiot  was just he was calling to see what everyone is doing. That was bull shit. He was calling to see if we got back home alive and everything. He was part of the conspiracy. And this idiot would call during the week and start asking if we were going to see my parents in Groesbeck. I finally told him after this occurring more than twice, I said it is none of your business if we go to Groesbeck. The reason he was asking is because to get me poisoned by Dolly that she needed to be close by that day. Since she only lived about three miles away from my parent’s home. Dolly had to be there in order to refill my tea glass from the kitchen and that gave her the only opportunity to place the poison in my ice tea glass. We would always have a meal at end of the day and Dolly was always there, but she never joined us at the dinner table. She stayed on the couch and when our tea glasses got empty, she would always get up and come to the table and pick up the glasses and take them into the kitchen and refill them and then return them back. Then a few minutes later, she would always leave us. My mother always notified her we were there and my brother would always be questioning us as well. Thank God he is now gone to hell. Basically, Good against Evil.

10. At age 48 years old, 1996. A picture inside our home with Angels.