It was December 21st 1998, my wedding day. I am a parapsychologist and always looking for that picture but not on this day. Everything that could go wrong did. From the weather to the photographer using the wrong film. One of the few pictures to turn out was this one. The best man took it, he and I were the only ones in the room. There were no pictures of anything on the walls and no way for this image to appear through normal means. Rather then being happy about this photo it...upset me, because "she" ruined the shot.

Deborah Rice
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