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(Tom said that on the whole the data meant quite a bit to him; he could interpret it, and did so at break. It concerned his job in banking, about which Jane and I knew very little. Tom did very well in making connections; the material was quite specific, and the longer Tom and Virginia discussed it with us, the more connections they made. “Except for the last two bits of data,” Tom said, meaning the opportunity to change his own position, and another, unseen opening.
(Some of Seth’s data was symbolic, Tom said, and explained just how he felt this was so. Again, Tom and Virginia stand ready to interpret the data in detail should the need arise. During break also, Tom expressed concern for his son in Vietnam. Resume at 10:39.)
(11:00. Again Jane emerged easily from a deep trance. Virginia agreed with Seth’s interpretations concerning her. Tom said Seth gave “some terrific material” regarding banking; he then proceeded to explain some of the details to us. They are not listed here, being rather complicated, but Tom has stated his willingness to explain them. Some of the material reaches back for years, Tom said, and involves his ideas re a “finance clinic,” etc.
(The session was witnessed by Virginia and Tom Milligan, both of whom are members of Jane’s ESP class. They had no questions for Seth prior to the session; Tom said he had been giving Seth questions mentally earlier today, and also earlier in the week. The Milligans have known for some days now that they would witness the session tonight.
(At this point, Tom said, “ I am in good shape tonight, Seth, I’m ready.”)
([Tom:] “Because now we have time to do it.”)
([Tom:] “But between the time of thinking about it now and the time it becomes a reality, other thoughts can come to bear on that idea and change it before it becomes a reality. [...]
([Tom:] “I see, and form a compromise... [...]
[...] Jane feels this refers to a young man, Tom, who works at the Art Shop where I bought the canvas which furnished the object. Jane often runs errands there for me, and Tom, a framemaker, often waits on her. Tom has an old sports car, and not long after I had bought the canvas, he described the car to Jane on one of her visits there, detailing his troubles with it, etc.
(This is a stronger connection than it would seem, for Tom is a friend of ours who visits us fairly often. [...] Other references to Tom crop up in the data also.
[...] The river can be seen from the back door of the Art Shop, and from the second-story workroom above where Tom makes his frames, etc. It was in this large upstairs room that Tom described his car troubles to Jane.
[...] Possibly another reference to Tom’s story about his car. Cars and Tom are rather closely connected. [...]
[...] What I meant of course was that if Thomas Voghler and Tom Roberts were friends, and if Seth now knew Tom Roberts, then Seth would also know Thomas Voghler, or at least of him.)
I am Tom Roberts.
(“Who is Tom Roberts?”)
(“Tom Roberts, can you tell us something about Snopes?”)
([Tom D:] “...could not hear the questions.”)
(Tom D. spoke of his ability to teach the lower classes easier than to teach the average middle-class children.)
([Tom D:] “What I was trying to say was, it is easier to influence the kids that are slow learners... [...]
([Tom D:] “I feel that I am helping those kids.”)
[...] The event reinforced much of the material in the session itself, and my idea that had brought it about: As Jane and I were finishing supper last night Tom D’Orio from Binghamton visited us with two of his friends [they had a small Seth group going at home]. Tom is an “old” ESP class member. Jane evidently enjoyed talking to the three of them, and before we knew it over an hour had passed, whereas I’d originally asked Tom and company not to stay long because we were busy. [...]
(We did take Tom’s address and phone number, Jane telling him that she might invite him and friends to the house some Friday night, with others. I explained to her in the bedroom that part of my initial resistance to Tom staying so long was my desire to start typing this session, which I consider very useful. [...]
(Jane said that the reasons she didn’t have a session for Tom and friends were that her own feelings were against her doing so even though she’d had the spontaneous urge, and that she was also tired because of her symptoms and sitting on the couch for so long. [...]
(At about 8:50 PM Jane received a phone call from Tom Hartley, a newspaper friend of ours, inviting us to a party next Saturday, November 29. [...] We didn’t expect any such data, nor had we asked Seth to comment on Tom’s call.
(As soon as she received the invitation from Tom, Jane now reminded me, she accepted it without consulting with me, even though I sat almost beside her as she spoke on the phone. [...]
My art teacher in high school, Miss Bowman, had taught Tom Lantini also — and as she had loaned me money to go to commercial art school in New York City, so had she given Tom financial aid so that he could attend the same school. [...]
Tom started school a year after I had, and I helped him obtain a room in the same school-approved boarding house that I lived in, with other students. I told Jane that at first I was somewhat jealous of Tom, probably feeling that in some way he was intruding into my own special relationship with Miss Bowman. [...]
[...] I’m not sure of the connection unless it means that at the time he knew Tom, as youthful artists both Rob and Tom believed in the magical aspects of life — which now come to Rob’s aid, assisting him by drawing the character’s head.”
(“Tom C., he’s got hair like spikes on his forehead...Tom Crompton. [...]
(“A family interaction with this Tom and perhaps your father. [...]
(Bill Gallagher told us he knew a Tom Crawford in college; Bill and Peg verified, or made connections with, much of this data. [...]
[...] Tom C. was a prolific profanity man, according to Bill.
(Here are some corroborative notes re pages 436-37 of the last session, dealing with our invitation to a party given by Tom Hartley on Saturday, November 29. [...] They are friends, it developed, of Tom Hartley, a fact totally unknown and unexpected by me.
(The pendulum told me I hurt the rib cage over my frustration at the visit of Tom and friends, although I wasn’t conscious of any such feelings. Jane also enjoyed it, and we took Tom’s address with a view to inviting he and wife Becky some Friday evening. [...]