‘So this is the Veil Room,’ Chet said. ‘There seems to be no division in time as there are people from every historical perspective…Why, I even saw a caveman,’ Chet smiled. ‘So if this is the transition room, is this the next step, or have we been in it for our lives as we know them?’ Chet asked. ‘Pope Francis is washing the feet of the poor, and both are lost in a vortex of time,’ Chet noted. ‘I see myself as a child and a man and an old man in a glimpse of an eye,’ Chet marveled. ‘I am in a first-grade classroom at Hillcrest School with Billy B, and the teacher is asking me to take my hat off and place it in the cloak room…I wondered what the cloak room was for a moment,’ Chet mused. ‘Billy B and I are playing with our western action figures, and I have Daniel Boone, who is fashioned after the actor Fess Parker,’ Chet grinned. ‘Next to the house in Parish Addition in the early 60s is my accounting business where I am a success and have many employees,’ Chet marvelled. ‘When I turn my head, I am in the rest home with a nurse helping me eat my supper,’ Chet said sadly.

‘Well, we were playing Hide and Seek and God asked if he could play,’ Neva J said. ‘He laughed and said our adventure would reveal more than we had bargained for, and we would have more questions when the journey was complete,’ Neva J winked. ‘I have wanted to peek behind the Veil all my life, and suddenly we had the opportunity to do so,’ Neva J said. ‘The experience is like Deja vu with funhouse mirrors,’ Neva J explained. ‘There is peace behind the Veil,’ Neva J observed. ‘Behind the Veil reveals the many misconceptions we have had of death,’ Neva J said softly. ‘We are players on a great stage and the play never ends,’ Neva J spoke with assurance. ‘Our role in the Great Drama is a permanent one, it does not end with transition…it continues with profound purpose,’ Neva J said with tears in her eyes.

‘When I first looked behind the Veil, I felt I had been there before,’ Jane said. ‘There was mom and dad and all the memories of home…But I was living them behind the Veil,’ Jane questioned. ‘Was I in the Great Foyer of the Secret of the Ages…or had I been in it for my life and just now understood where I was,’ Jane asked?

‘The Great Doors fascinate me,’ Billy B said. ‘I do not remember coming in them, but I see people going out of them,’ Billy B mentioned. ‘Do you suppose it is the long hall of white light leading to Heaven?’ Billy B asked? ‘Is God at the other end of the brilliant hall with his arms outstretched and saying Welcome home, my child,’ Billy B postulated. ‘Or could it be you are a baby being born all over again…there is mom and dad and everything is new,’ Billy B smiled. ‘Are we looking for Superman and the Marvel Superheros, or are we surrounded by God daily and fail to notice our sense of place in his plan,’ Billy B said.

The great Doors opened slowly. ‘Who is ready for a terrific train ride?’ the Conductor asked. ‘In five minutes we depart for the answer to the Secret,’ the Conductor said with aplomb. ‘God is the Engineer and has been looking forward to our Holiday together,’ the Conductor announced. ‘Bring your furry friends with you as they will enjoy the journey,’ the Conductor said with a wide smile…