I do believe in ESP. My mother grew up in St. Louis, MO, and when she and my father were first married, she worked at a shoe factory. One day, my father was going to meet my mother where she worked and they were going to go to lunch together. Just before lunch time, my mother was sitting at her machine working and she heard my father say her name, very plainly and quite loud. She stopped and turned around, expecting to see him standing there. He wasn't there! Later, when he did arrive, she told him about it. He looked pale and said he had been walking along the street, his mind on my mother and their lunch together, and he stepped off the curb right into the path of an oncoming truck. He said he scrambled back out of the way and said her name out loud, very loud. He was blocks away, but she heard him say her name. One of my favorite ESP stories since I knew the people involved. |