Grandma’s Feather Bed
Many years ago I purchased a brand new 1973 luxury Oldsmobile station wagon that seated eight. It was a gorgeous deep sky blue with electric doors, windows, seats and a fabulous stereo. When I purchased it at the dealer they asked me to do a testimonial about the car. I remembered that Toyota was running an ad about how their cars were the least expensive per pound, costing about $1.10 per pound. I paid about $5500 for my Oldsmobile and figured out it weighed about 5600 pounds. So I said in the interview that my luxury Olds is cheaper per pound than a Toyota. The ad ended up in the National Sunday magazine in all the major newspapers! You never know about life!
My children and I would put on a John Denver tape and listen to tunes like the title of this blog. We would turn it up full volume and shout ”
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
And soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty ‘leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It could hold eight kids and four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn’t get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma’s feather bed
One night we’re going down the road with the windows open and the music going when all of a sudden the automatic door locks began to click on and off. I turned off the tape and then every few seconds there would be the clunk clunk of those door locks. The door locks were tall silver metal objects about and inch and a half high. The kids said “dad stop doing that and turn John back on”. I said I wasn’t doing that and they didn’t believe me. The driver was the only one with access to operate the automatic door locks for all the doors. To prove it, I raised both hands from the steering wheel and in a moment the clunk, clunk continued. I began to feel strange about the event. I was enrolled in a metaphysical university at the time and was studying paranormal events. I got the idea to ask if there was someone in spirit doing this. I asked the energy to clunk once for yes and two for no. I then said is there someone here besides us doing this…clunk. The kids screamed and still thought I might be somehow doing this even though I showed them that my hands were no where near the lock control. As we went along we all got into asking some questions of our mysterious guide. It was an amazing evening and bonded us all ever closer somehow to John Denver and the giant feather bed! From my amazing heart to your amazing heart, Thomas
That’s so cool to learn about these things even now as your children are all grown up! We used to sing that too…in Texas with my aunt uncle and cousins in the summers when I would visit Sissy’s farm!!