Chapter XII
The Fatima MessageIt was Monday, August 12, 1974. Rama and I got out
of bed about 8:30 in the morning. The tourists had
cleared out of Acaya, and we had the bathhouses all to
ourselves.
We decided to cook our breakfast outdoors, using our
new wok and borrowing some fresh eggs from a nearby
chicken coop. It was still chilly that morning, even
though the sun was shining brightly, giving the promise
of a hot day to come.
I was extremely pleased that I didn't have to go back to
Lima. I felt I could make full use of this day by talking to
Rama about something she'd mentioned many times,
without ever having given me a straight answer.
Rama had said the Fatima incident could have been
nothing more than the visitation of a spaceship from a
neighboring galaxy that made contact with the three
shepherd children near Fatima, Portugal.
During the month I hadn't seen Rama, I managed to
squeeze in a couple hours every day to do some research
investigation I felt was necessary. I was at a disadvan
tage in several ways. First, I didn't have the best
reference books, as few libraries had material available
in English. Second, whatever I could get that had some
value, I could only get through studying old newspapers
and magazines. Luckily, international journalists are
people who acknowledge no national boundaries when it
comes to the search for truth. It's a nationality in itself.
Thanks to this brotherhood, I was able to gather some
interesting information on the Fatima incident.
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