I rolled-up most of the iterative comments from 1998 into one unified section. I don't usually include too many personal references in the write-up unless they somehow  relate to my broader work and "mission" with the mystical/111 stuff. But I will depart from that tradition for a moment. We recently spent some time back east with my parents at their condo in the Poconos (they are retired "snowbirds" and live most of the year in sunny Florida). We also visited my brother and his family down in Maryland. It was great to visit with my folks and my brother and his family since we only actually see them in person once or twice a year at this point. There was, however, one sort of sad note that played out while we were back. It was regarding Cyd, our special little tabby that I had picked up in the Summer of 1980 when she was just a few months old.

Cyd was getting on in years (19 in May!!!) but she continued to remain a source of love and warmth for everyone in my family as she had for most of the past 20 years. She had been in failing health recently and my parents were really hoping she would "make it" until I got back east. Well, when I saw her, she had lost a lot of weight. She was still cute and cuddly but she really was missing that certain friskiness that always came pouring out of her. After taking her to our trusted family vet, we were told that she really was in a bad way. We put her "to sleep" on the morning of 12/22. It was a very sad thing to do, but it had to be done. We had one last visit with her and then stayed with her while she was given the injection. As the needle went in, she let out a loud crying wail, a hiss, and then she fell over and was gone.

I had picked her up the same summer (the same month? week? day?) I started noticing 111 on the car odometer (see 1980-1983 section). That was so long ago. And it's hard to imagine that she's really gone. I guess I thought she would be with us, physically, forever.  It has really reminded me that this special journey we are on is such a special gift. And my extra-special insights into the patterns and synchronicities of this world are an extra-special gift that I continue to be especially grateful for.

I continue to receive e-mails from all over the world from people who stumble upon my write-up and say "Wow, I thought I was the only one!!!" They are grateful that I have put this out there for all to see.  I also continue to hear from those who would have me move off my raw, undefined stance regarding "number patterns" and other associated topics. They would urge me to accept their definitions of "the 111 experience" (and their experiences with a myriad of other number patterns as well) as THE explanations for what's happening. But I can't. It is my destiny to remain a "free agent" when it comes to this experience.

Actually, I continue to function as somewhat of a clearing house for this type of information. I have documents relating to all sorts of "number pattern people" that I have encountered over the past 10-15 years and I willingly provide this information to anyone who asks for it.  I will continue to resist the temptation to mythologize my experience with 111. I do acknowledge the undeniable connections of my experience to/with the QABALA. I also acknowledge the work of Aleister Crowley - a guy that spoke of ONE ONE ONE (111) in the late 1800's  and early 1900's. And I must also acknowledge (again, as a "free agent") all the well intentioned, hard work of the "Angelworkers", the "Lightworkers", the "Starseeders", the "Stargate Openers", the "Channellers", the "Ascended Master Seekers", the "Lodge Brother/Sister types", the "8-11-1999 People", and others.

But my experience with 111 still remains unique and really stands out as a lone testimonial that resists affiliation with any one particular school of thought. The report-like quality of the write-up is no accident. I keep it that way on purpose. I have access to a number of different web publishing tools. I could put in pictures, I could put in other glitzy graphics, I could put in a guest book, and I could even make it run as a JAVA applet. But I won't. This write-up exists simply - as one solid chuck of HTML. If you have Netscape, you may see it in a font called Flexure. If you have Internet Explorer, you will most likely see it in a simple Times New Roman.  It continues to be the simple story of one being's experience with one FUNNY LITTLE NUMBER. And this funny little number is many things to many people. It is  ONE ONE ONE. It is One Eleven. It is 111. And this, the write-up, forever remains "the 111 experience".