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Thursday, October 16, 2014

a roll call of the states; which American State will report the next case of Ebola? part 2

a roll call of the States; which American State will report the next case of Ebola? part 2

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edward w pritchard

Cleveland, Ohio airport and Akron where I live have twenty one days to find out if people near here have been exposed to the Ebola. A nurse from Dallas brought the Ebola here. She had never been to Africa. That how Ebola spreads, by airplane in America.

Not everyone exposed to the Ebola will die. Just some. I have decided to ask Jesus for help for those of us here in Akron, help for us from the Ebola. I will compose a prayer to Jesus but in my own style the prayer is below, a story I wrote before. A sincere call to Jesus for help

I suspect Akron and Cleveland are in trouble because of Ebola because the celebrities have left town already. To the clean air of the pastoral countryside. Our local celebrities can afford to leave the area to run from the Ebola but many of us are stuck here in our village unable to leave for financial reasons and to stay near relatives.

Help us Jesus  from the Ebola:

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Jesus talks on marketing

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edward w pritchard

It's surreal down here where Tennessee, North Carolina, and Southern Virginia come together. Cherokee territory, the Indians who hid in the Mountains to survive the trail of tears. Allegheny mountain folks, different than others. It's hard to sell real estate here anymore; everyone wants to be and go somewhere else.

That's my line commercial real estate sales, for forty years. Since I was eighteen. I drive around a lot looking for listings. I know most everyone down here. I stopped at the closed High Hat diner as I drove by because a young man was cleaning up the yard and property. After talking to him for a while I found out he is Jesus, Jesus come back to earth for a while. He is preparing for some things he said, he is not at liberty to tell why just yet.

Jesus wants to use sweat equity to buy the High Hat Diner. I have put a deal together and I am now on my way to present it to Watkins Burrows over in Marion, Virginia, the owner of several gas stations and restaurants down here. It's not a strong deal. Little cash, none actually going in from the buyer and several months of no rent payments until the new place gets going. Jesus says present the deal to Mr. Burrows; Jesus says when he reopens the New High Hat diner and announces his new business plan people from all over the three State area here will come to him. Sounds unlikely to me, but I am bound by my code of ethics to present all deals. It would be nice to get a fine restaurant going again back in the Mountains. You know one of those kinds of restaurants with an over hang on the front of the small building where if it's raining the passengers don't get wet when you drop them off to go inside and at the counter in front while the Dad pays the bill the children can look at and buy rock samples to take home and keep in their rooms. I just present the deals, I don't judge whether they should be done or not.
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