If I Had The Power..
August 24, 2021
by Kim Klardie
It was a beautiful day in Candle Stick Park when I set up my table in the shade of my favorite tree. I had come to read Tarot cards to those individuals who were interested. I had been doing this for about a year and gradually gain a steady following of recurring clients.
I had begun reading the cards of those who had lined up and noticed that off in a distance a small framed woman moved closes to the table with each reading.
She held a peaked interest in every word I said. Finally after a while I asked her if she wanted her cards read.
Oh, no I don't believe in the Tarot she told me.
So I proceeded to gather my things as we talked to one another. She was filled with an electric energy, bubbling over and shinning through the smile on her face.
A smile of that of a child keeping a big secret that she was having difficulty containing. So I invited her over to my nephew Daniels for some refreshment.
I found out she was attending
I had begun reading the cards of those who had lined up and noticed that off in a distance a small framed woman moved closes to the table with each reading.
She held a peaked interest in every word I said. Finally after a while I asked her if she wanted her cards read.
Oh, no I don't believe in the Tarot she told me.
So I proceeded to gather my things as we talked to one another. She was filled with an electric energy, bubbling over and shinning through the smile on her face.
A smile of that of a child keeping a big secret that she was having difficulty containing. So I invited her over to my nephew Daniels for some refreshment.
I found out she was attending
one of the colleges in the city and was close to graduating in the field as a Pharmaceutical Assistant.
All the way from Kaukauna Wisconsin, she was 24 and her name was Myra Bruss. Immediately she asked me if I had a room to rent because she was in dire need of one and that she didn't have long to go then she would graduate and be able to refund me for all my troubles. I live in Foster City near Hillsbourgh in San Mateo County I told her which is many miles from the College. Well we chartered all the way to my home and there we decided that Myra had a home until graduation to start. Her breath would fill me with life and I felt so good inside and we were like two peas in a pod and worked out wonderful. Since I lived very close to the hospital where I worked, I allowed Myra to take the car into the city each day for her classes.
I felt my house was a home now and she was part of my family. We went to the aquarium in Monterey, then traveled on a boat past Alcatraz in the bay. We bought kites on the warf and flew them high in the sky over the San Francisco Bay as we soaked in the summer sun. We rode the cable car's and became groupies every Friday night at the ROXY on Market street with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I as Rocky and she as Magenta. My life was good and I was pleased and secure.
Time past on and one night in August of 1977 Myra came to me and asked me to read her cards. I said Oh! You don't believe in them so why waste my time. But she was serious. I never lie about the outcome and in the past I had some overwhelming outcomes.
I handed her the cards to shuffle. When I laid them out I wanted to lift them back up and say no not tonight.
Ok I told her, I'm going to give it to you in a nutshell.
In the 8 month, on the 28 day, the 2 hour, 6 people will die and one of them is you.
She laughed it off. Then she told me she was going home for class reunion which was on the 28 of August. You only have one month to go before graduation I told her. Go next year once you've graduated and are more settled. But I couldn't convince her. I drove her to the airport and watched her fly away.
On August 28,1977 at 2 am 6 people died in a head on accident one of them was my dear friend Myra Bruss.
To this day I've never been the same.