Over the past 78 years, I have asked for and received major miracles. It’s been a lumpy, bumpy life so far and I am so thankful.
Raised Roman Catholic in Jamaica New York, I married a young man in 1964 who pretended to convert to Catholicism. We divorced. I was officially excommunicated. I was destroyed.
My three year old son, Harry, and I moved in with my parents, two sisters and younger brother in a suburb of Bellevue Washington. I found work waiting tables, breakfast shift, at Gigio’s restaurant located at the center of a construction project to create a north-south, east-west interchange on I-5. I worked mornings and crossed Lake Washington to take classes at University of Washington. I also worked Friday and Saturday nights at Tom’s Teepee Tavern, serving beer and wine to the same construction workers that frequented Gigio’s and their friends and families. Tom was Native American, loved and respected by all, and his tavern had the best country western band in town.
I prayed for a normal life for Harry, and we got it, miracle after miracle. Harry has been happily married to Karen for almost thirty years. They have three beautiful adult children and a life full of adventure rooted in love and trust. I remarried, a man I met at Gigio's. We celebrated our fiftieth anniversary last month and i thank God for all of the hidden gifts in my life, for answering my prayers along the winding path. ,
— Julian
Raised Roman Catholic in Jamaica New York, I married a young man in 1964 who pretended to convert to Catholicism. We divorced. I was officially excommunicated. I was destroyed.
My three year old son, Harry, and I moved in with my parents, two sisters and younger brother in a suburb of Bellevue Washington. I found work waiting tables, breakfast shift, at Gigio’s restaurant located at the center of a construction project to create a north-south, east-west interchange on I-5. I worked mornings and crossed Lake Washington to take classes at University of Washington. I also worked Friday and Saturday nights at Tom’s Teepee Tavern, serving beer and wine to the same construction workers that frequented Gigio’s and their friends and families. Tom was Native American, loved and respected by all, and his tavern had the best country western band in town.
I prayed for a normal life for Harry, and we got it, miracle after miracle. Harry has been happily married to Karen for almost thirty years. They have three beautiful adult children and a life full of adventure rooted in love and trust. I remarried, a man I met at Gigio's. We celebrated our fiftieth anniversary last month and i thank God for all of the hidden gifts in my life, for answering my prayers along the winding path. ,
— Julian
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