Ever since I was a little boy I have always had that feeling that I was watched and followed because of my family background. From time to time there have been subtle clues, vague and sublime, shimmering and not seen.
One big clue came to of at Murray State where mom and I were looking up my grandfathers history and found evidence that my great grandfather had stolen gold from Mexico and hid it. It disappeared and has never been found. I thought maybe folks were looking my way quietly, vague and shimmering and not seen.