The Little Red Dress

When I was about 10 years old, my mother told me this story about an event that occurred when I was about 3 years old.

She said that I was a surprise pregnancy. Her thoughts were that she felt that she had her complete family after both my brother and my sister, a boy and a girl, were born. My brother was 6 and my sister was 2 when I was born. She said that I was a good baby and did not present any problems.

Now she related to me about an incident that happened when I was about 3 years old. We lived in a 2 flat building with a laundry in the basement. One morning when she was going to do the laundry, she noticed that she had no clean clothes for me to wear. My sister who is now 5 had some of her baby clothing available. My mother thought there was a red dress that would fit me, until my laundry was finished.She then put the red dress on me, because I would not know the difference anyway. Also there would be no one there to see me, because my sister was in kindergarten.

While she busy with laundry, some how I was able to get out of the house. She just said that when she got upstairs, I was gone. She quickly went out side and there was no one there in the yard She proceeded to the street in front, and looking up and down, but she saw no one.

What a dilemma. Where should she look? Which direction should she go? We lived a short distance from 16th street which was a busy road on the left. So far she still saw no one. Her decision was to go left to the main street. A short distance from the corner was a local grocery store. She decided to go there first. Her thoughts were that she would find some one to talk to. She would have to ask if any one saw a little boy in a red dress. There was no other way to say it. She entered the store, what a surprise. She saw me, red dress and all, sitting there on a cracker barrel with a face smeared with chocolate. I imagine in her embarrassment, she did not have much to say except, "Thank You." What a frightful experience to go through.
She picked me up and we went home.

It was several years later when I was older, my mother told me this story. I do not know if she ever told that story to any one else.

My Father's First Car

The year is 1925, and I'm 5 years old. My father went to a car dealer and with cash in hand he bought a 1919 model T Ford. That was the year I was born. He paid for the car and the dealer gave him the keys. After a few instructions, he told him to drive it home. There were only a few cars on the road, because there were only horse and buggy era.
Well there was no gas peddle. The throttle was a lever in the middle of the steering wheel. It had no starter. It had a crank that had to be turned by hand.It was hanging in front right behind the bumper. In my curiosity I reached over the bumper, lost my balance, hit my chin on the crank, cut my skin, and went home bleeding.

My father would service the car including greasing the wheels. On one occasion he forgot to put the cotter pin in. We were on our way home from Fox Lake with my Grandma. The cotter pin was missing from the right rear wheel. The wheel came off and the car tipped; sliding on the axle. My poor Grandmother was being squished into the corner of the car. Luckily, the car finally stopped in front of an auto repair shop. Thankfully the service man was in. On a Sunday! He told my brother to go get the wheel which rolled across the road. He looked at the axle,and he said there was enough tread left. So he was able to put the wheel back on this time with the cotter pin, and we continued on our way home.

Earlier that day we went to mass. Our angels were working overtime.

May flowers

While we are waiting on the next step of the publication of the book, I thought you might like to have a look at the May flowers in our garden. They were planted by previous owners and they have been multiplying over the years. Enjoy the views!

About My Book

My book, I Married An Angel, has a two fold purpose. First it is a form of entertainment but also to show that there is life after death. It is my impression that there is a casual attitude toward morals and personal behavior throughout one's lifetime. This impression comes from the idea that people tend to ignore consequences of their actions during life because they no longer consider what happens after their death. There is life after death, just read my book, and you will see that, after Dorothy died, many things occurred of a spiritual nature which I will call miracles.

To me alone, I was the recipient of seven of which two were when she was alive. The first was when I coughed up a peanut that was lodged in my lungs since childhood, about 80 years. Before I coughed up the peanut, I was nicked-named stinky, after the peanut came out, the nickname disappeared as well. The second miracle was the discovery of a key that opened a locked car whose owner had left the keys inside.

Two times she talked to me one month after she died, and three times she sent eagles over when I was working. I know she is heaven, and I call her my unofficial Saint.

She was my darling wife for 63 years, and I wanted the book to be special. So I had it printed in color, however it did increase the cost. Sorry about that. The next edition in Spanish will be black and white. I want the whole world to hear Dorothy's story.

Dr. Ray

My Book of Memoirs

It's Here It's Here It's Here
The long awaited book, "I Married An Angel", just arrived yesterday. It is now available @ lulu.com. You can search either by the book's name or the author, Dr. Raymond Broz. The cost for an e-book is $5.00, or the cost for a soft cover copy is $45.00 plus shipping and handling.

This is an incredible story, and is all true with no fiction at all. Also the events are current with real live people today. The only one that died is my wife, Dorothy, and most of the miracles have occurred after her death. I call them miracles, because I have no other explanation. You will be surprised and astonished that this is happening currently. Just read the book. It is also in color, a beautiful book.

Dr. Ray

HELP NEEDED

With my grandson teaching in Alaska for four years now, I have taken an interest in things about Alaskan. My name eventually got to a Christian radio station,KNOM,that broadcasts 24 hours a day.

This is primarily a Catholic station,and is a 25,000 Watt AM station which is the oldest Catholic Radio station in the United States. They broadcast the Mass, the daily Rosary,also the news and music. It has been called, "a treasure of Catholic Evangelization." Many villages first encountered outsiders less than a hundred years ago. Their whole culture has been torn apart with heartbreaking violence, suicides,and other horrible tragic deaths.

Their only source of income is the kindness of others like you. In order to continue,they desperately need your help.

ALASKA RADIO MISSION - KNOM
P.O. BOX 988
Nome, Alaska 99762

Spectacular Sunrise

On Nov. 3rd the day after the election, there was a spectacular sunrise in Chicago. I could only see part of it here in Hawthorn Woods where I live, however the weather man called it that on his broadcast that evening. The part that I saw when I was looking out of my South bedroom window was a cloudy sky which was mostly dark gray. However looking down toward the horizon, the clouds were almost white. Staring at that area, I noticed a gradual color change. It started to become a light pink. Then it became darker pink until it was dark pink like the color of the rose in our front yard.

Then I recalled to my mind that could be one of the times that Dorothy, who is in Heaven,uses to communicate with me. She is telling me that everything will be rosy again. We are under a financial strain at this time, and I was delighted to see this. Dorothy uses nature to communicate with me before, and this could be one of those times.

However today I see in the newspaper that the stock market went up 220 points which is the day after the election. Perhaps our whole economy will become rosy as well. The people that were in office were so pro abortion, and that made me sad. I have read that the Catholic votes put them in office. The comment I heard that abortion is not the only issue. To me it is. Killing is killing. I love children too much. I have delivered many babies in my practice, and it usually is such a happy event. Besides they are our future.

Happy days are coming and things will be rosy again. Have Faith.