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Then shortly thereafter, I felt the need to return to the physical and did so without incident. 7/13/61 Afternoon-Night On a visit to Cape Cod, I arrived in Hyannis somewhat tired, and lay down in the afternoon for a rest. Upon relaxation, the usual lifting-out process occurred, and I found myself drifting over the back area of a house, near the garage. A dog was in the yard (a large, German shepherd type), and when he noticed me, he barked excitedly. A man came around the edge of the house (right side, facing the rear), pulled a gun, and aimed it at me. 1 withdrew hurriedly before I could realize that perhaps bullets could not hurt me. I returned, lay in bed and thought it was over, and was able to recall no more than the fact that the man seemed very tall. That evening, after going to bed, the surge came again, and I drifted out. I was floating over several houses, trying to decide what to do, when suddenly this tall man appeared in front of me (the same one), and stopped me merely by being in my way. I got an impression of calm strength. He asked me why I wanted to see the President. 1 was surprised at first, because 1 did not have any particular desire to see Eisen-hower (that was my mind's connotation of President), but I made up an idea of a plan for peace, and told the tall man about it. He then asked how "we can be sure you are loyal to the United States." 1 replied, still confused, that I was sure proper information on me was in Washington. He then said, after a moment, that I could not see the President at this time. I consented agreeably, and returned. Lying in bed, thinking it over, I first realized that Eisenhower was no longer President of course. I also suddenly had the very deep conviction that Kennedy had a psychic bodyguard (or rather mindguard). I then realized that Kennedy might be there in Hyannis that weekend. I got up and went downstairs, found the local paper, and on the front page was the story that Kennedy was arriving in Hyannis that afternoon. (I had not seen a paper for the past two days.) These represent a sampling of the many "events" that defy classificaton, especially in terms of plain, everyday dreams. It may be that each is but a fragment of a living mural, someday to be seen in its entirety. I hope one does not have to "die" to obtain the total view. The greatest proof of the existence of any particular phenomenon is consistency through repeated observation. Only through such reasonably careful analytical experiments, or as much so as I could make them, did I