Hello Cindy and others on the forum,

I had the very distinct pleasure of sitting in on two of David Thompson's seances on November 8 and 9. I was one of the "checkers" in the first seance, examining the plastic ties that bound him to the chair, the gag through his mouth, the cardigan sweater tied with plastic ties to his body, and the environment surrounding his chair. Everything was secure. It would be physically impossible for him to have left the chair during the seance.

The lights were turned out and all held hands during the materializations to ensure that everyone was in his or her seat and to raise the energy. We sang songs to raise the energy in the room. William, David's control, materialized and walked into the room. He walked around the room speaking, walked across a plywood panel on the floor with a distinctive hard-heeled boot sound, and stood in front of me speaking. He asked permission to put his hand on my head and I gave it. I felt a large hand that stretched from my forehead to the back of my head, with the bones in the fingers. As he left me, he clasped my left shoulder with the same firm, large hands.

Timothy, the little boy who comes through regularly, came and took the trumpet that we could see because of the luminescent tape on it. The trumpet whisked wildly around the entire length of the 30-foot room, swirling, banging on the ceiling, banging on a table in the center of the room, and passing inches from our faces. After some banter, he left.

Quentin Crisp, the actor and supporter of gay rights from the twentieth century materialized and walked around the room speaking to individuals. He stood in front of me and put his hand on my head. It was distinctly different from Williams' hand, smaller and softer. But I could feel the fingers distinctly.

A father who had been killed in an automobile accident six months before came to his son sitting in the seance room and spoke with him. "I didn't suffer," he said. He then put his hand on his son. Afterward, the son testified that it was in fact his father that came through.

It was a wonderful evening. There is no doubt that David Thompson is genuine and those who came through were the materialized personalities from the other side.

Love and peace, Craig