I never told anyone about what I saw. I never mentioned a guardian angel to a soul. Why would I, who would believe me, I am not even sure that I did. Twenty years later I found out that I was not the only one who had seen him.. Just before my Grandmother died, she was visited by my mother. Before leaving the world, she decided to tell my mother things that she had never told anyone. One thing that was mentioned, a guardian angel. Little Grandma, as she was known, was a no nonsense, get on with it woman, as many of that wartime generation were. Many years ago, Little Grandma took my father to be baptized or Christened (I believe), during the ceremony she saw what can only be described as a Red Indian.

Unfortunately I never got the chance to ask Little Grandma about this Red Indian that she saw. I really wanted some details, to see if it was the same Guardian Angel that I had seen twenty years ago. I should have died in at least two of the accidents that I was involved in. But to emerge without a scratch, well, I find that amazing.