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Friday, August 29, 2014

Today; I have a few things, which have come up in my mind, after the last messages.

In the 'Messages 1, Wednesday, July 17, 2013;' and 'Messages 6, Tuesday, April 29, 2014;' I have written about the sweater, which my wife first had given to me, and afterwards started to use herself. I think these criminals can have influenced me to say something, which got my wife to buy a new sweater to me, and start to use this sweater herself. Below I have photo of my wife at that time, taken in a photo machine, for use at identity cards and suchlike. These pictures came out of the machine as four small photos each time, and I got one to have to look at in my wallet. This is enlarged. This picture is from after the summer 1977. On this picture she also wear this sweater. She always had this sweater on, for many years after 1977 and into the 80s. When I looked at the new hair style, I started to think about that I can have been influenced to say to here, that she should change her hair style. And then I thought, that it can be because I earlier used to plait her hair, and these criminals have wanted to ruin that. I had bought the golden earrings and the scarf to her, that was bottle green, because I had asked here about what colors she liked. I can have been influenced to do that also. The rain jacket was bought to the cycle tour, the summer 1977. I still have some of these different small photo machine photos I got from here to have in my wallet.

In 1980 or 81, I bought a kerosene lamp, which it is a picture of below. Now I think I can have been influenced by these criminals, to bring my life as a child together with my mother's mother at the alpine pasture, into this little apartment in a residential area in Oslo town centre.

But a lamp shade as this red one, was not generally used at the alpine pasture. Below I have a picture of a kerosene lamp which often was used.

When I thought about this, I got a strong feeling of breathing fresh air. And I started to think about that I earlier in my life, wanted to live a place with fresh air, not in the town centre. Below there is a picture of me by the alpine pasture, when I am together with the farm animals on their way into the mountains, to find grazing land in 1967. I was 12 years old at this photo.

David H. Hegg