“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

It turns out that the officer took Fred to the Rescue Mission, rather than the Salvation Army (they may be connected, for all we know). Fred stayed overnight, was let go, went to the local Holiday Inn, and was arrested for failure to pay for services. Meaning meals, I suppose. He was kept in jail overnight, then released. The officer I talked to today didn’t know what had happened to him after that. So as I wondered about the day it all happened, Fred was turned loose in town, and might have indeed turned up at our door. He didn’t though; so far, that is.

The police didn’t know how he arrived in town either, without money or even a coat. Chances are he’s left town by now. They don’t think he has a family. He did tell them he had an apartment in Denver, CO, but obviously no local agency was going to pay to transport him back home; we’d wondered about that, too.

I explained a few more details to the officer today, and he told me to give them a call if by any chance Fred shows up again. Like me, he didn’t believe that Fred flew here from Denver—that is, talking a stewardess into giving him free transportation all that way—yet Fred got here somehow, and I explained that the manuscript of Fred’s that I’ve looked over contains descriptions of his landing in Pittsburgh, PA, and working his way east through a series of stops at restaurants, in which he’d add to his manuscript each time.