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- Geraldine Hughes -

Not knowing what my first move should be, other than
writing the book, I decided I wanted to at least contact some-
one that could make Michael Jackson aware of my intentions,
because it would involve revisiting this incident, and I wanted
to at least be respectful of his feelings. I did not know how to
locate him, but remembered that his mother and father lived
on Havenhurst in Encino. I wrote a letter addressed to
Katherine & Joseph Jackson, advising them who I was and what
I was about to do and asked them, in the letter, to please call
me with their comments concerning the project.
I drove to Havenhurst looking for their residence so I could
put the letter in their mail box. Not knowing their exact ad-
dress and hoping to recognize the house from magazine pic-
tures, I drove up and down Havenhurst from Ventura to the
end. I must have driven for about one hour without finding
anything that looked similar to the pictures I had seen of their
residence.
Finally, I stopped in frustration and said a prayer. I was
exhausted with the whole idea of trying to find a place by only
a picture I had seen in a magazine and without knowing its
actual physical location. All I had was a street name. I have,
however, had that experience before, where I was led directly
to an unknown target with the simple instructions, "just get in
your car and drive." Well, I didn't quite get that same instruc-
tion this time. This time the instruction was to, "write the let-
ter." I asked God in prayer, "if you want me to do this, you
make it possible for me to give this letter to the Jackson family
if it is your will." With the prayer said and done, I headed
towards home. I felt assured that if this was God's will he
would make a way known.
On my way home, within several minutes of praying that
prayer, while stopped at a light on Van Nuys Blvd. in Sherman
Oaks, I spotted a black Mercedes Benz stopped across the street,
getting ready to make a left-hand turn. The driver of the car
looked like Michael Jackson's mother, Katherine Jackson. I was
astonished! God answered that prayer instantly. I turned
around and pulled next to her car and my first words were,

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