The male German Sheppard *Spud short for Potato Head) went fast. He was 2 years old and really big and healthy but in the weeks following the incident, he lost control of his nervous system to the point he couldn’t function and was put to sleep. The vet said he had no idea what was wrong with him, he’d never seen anything like it. The female went blind (5 years old) over the next few months and we ended up having to put her to sleep.
The next few months my daughter Cynthia was born and all went well and she was a healthy, normal child. Right after Cynthia was born Ric, Viv and I moved to a house not far away.
It was Saturday and I got up and there were large black smudges going from both of Cynthia’s nostrils down to her upper lip and Viv and I had the same thing. It wiped off real easy and it didn’t happen to Ric, but I’ve seen the same effect on people who have gotten caught in a large fire and breathed in a lot of smoke.
I left to go over and help my dad for the afternoon and we did a few projects in the back yard. As I got ready to leave I told him I was going to go look at the circles on the hill (Ric and my mother and dad had gone up there and seen them after I told them about them). I walked up there and the circles were there just like I’d first seen them. I just kind of looked around and remembered that night and then went back home.
I went to bed that night and the next thing I remember is waking up in a hospital with a 105 degree temperature. I had only been sick 1 time after we quit getting those shots but I was sick now. They drug me in and out of the hospital and started drawing blood from me every day. They put me on different pills, said I had cancer and pulled me in for 2 days of tests. And blood. I was getting blood drawn continuously.
Then they said I didn’t have cancer but my liver was failing so back in the hospital for a couple of days for more tests. The only thing that was consistently said was that there was some anomalies in my blood work and I should not give blood to anybody. I was so sick for over 4 month, throwing up sometimes several times a day and total exhaustion.
I finally decided I’d had enough of the blood tests and pills because I was getting no better so I quit going to the doctor and stopped the pills. I started feeling better but it was 6 months or more until I started feeling decent but I never fully recovered from that.
In the months following the screaming my dad aged rapidly. He was only 45 and had no gray hair but his hair went gray and he just seemed to age 10 years real fast. I remember we were up at the pool one day and those thoughts going through my mind while looking at my dad.
He even went to the doctor for the first time in years and was given a clean bill of health. In August of 1977 he ran to first base in a company softball game, walked back to the bench and died of a massive heart attack.