This message concerns an older man who went by the name "Wilkerson." He died of a lung ailment from smoking, such as lung cancer or emphysema, and he visited me in a scenario that looked and smelled like an old timey gas station. He was with three or four older guy friends, and they were chatting while standing around an old pot-bellied stove in the center of the gas station's office. He knows his loved ones have been very concerned that he'd be lonely in the Otherworld without his family helping him, but he wants you all to know that he's with a group of his buddies, and they're having a "grand time!" He loves you, is checking on you from time to time, and he'll see you all soon enough, but meanwhile he's hanging out with his friends, so stop your worrying!
My dreams, visions, sightings and a healthy dose of holistic and homeopathic remedies: the paranormal and unusual world of Kerry Murphy
