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Richard Pleasant
In 1968 Richard lived in Dana Point California. One Sunday morning at about 2 O’clock he was looking over the Pacific Coastline from his balcony, enjoying the view of the fishing boats, seeing thei...ver maisIn 1968 Richard lived in Dana Point California. One Sunday morning at about 2 O’clock he was looking over the Pacific Coastline from his balcony, enjoying the view of the fishing boats, seeing their running lights reflecting off the surface of the water he recalled how big and bright the moon was that night. It was a beautiful sight as it shined along with all the different colors cast from the fishing boats and the reflection of it all on the water was enticing as if it were a tapestry he could walk upon. Richard enjoyed this beautiful sight so much he wasn’t aware of a cloud that was about the size of a man’s hand which had cloaked the moon off in the distance which caste the light of the moon majestically. From this cloud there appeared to be a host of Angels.ver menos