Man who looks like Jesus visits Spring Valley
By Carol Thouin Monday, October 15, 2001
A strange thing happened to me while I was driving home from Rochester last week. I had just left my weekly Dale Carnegie session and called home to let my boys know I'd be home soon. My 17-year-old son, Nick, answered, "Mom, you'll never guess who we saw walking down the alley."
Who? I asked nonchalantly. "It was Jesus!" Nick said.
Since it was Homecoming week at Kingsland High School, I surmised that someone had borrowed a statue of the Holy One and was going to display it as a lawn ornament in someone's yard.
"No!" my son exclaimed. "It was a man with long hair down to his shoulders, a full beard and flowing white robe and he was carrying a wooden staff."
It all sounded just a little bit peculiar. Nick proceeded to inform me that the man talked to a group of neighborhood kids -- shinning his little light down on them --before heading down the road. Apparently curiosity got the best of my son and he started down the road following the mysterious stranger.
"He just needed a place to stay for the night so I offered to give him a ride to our church," Nick told me over the phone. After a thorough scolding for offering a stranger -- especially someone dressed in such unusual garb -- a ride in his car, I instructed Nick to lock all the doors, that I'd be home soon.
Once home, I learned that Nick had dropped the man off at St. Ignatius Catholic Church in Spring Valley where Father Scepaniak booked a room for the man at the Super 8 Motel. Nick gave the stranger a ride to the Inn and returned home.
Our conversation that evening didn't revolve around the Homecoming coronation my boys had attended earlier in the evening. They were more interested in talking about the mysterious stranger they had just met -- a man who looked just like Jesus and who had sent special blessings their way.
"Mom, I don't think I'll ever forget this night," Nick said to me. I couldn't stand it. I had to meet this person.
Bright and early the next morning I called the Super 8 and asked to be connected to the room of the man who was dressed like Jesus. They knew exactly who I was referring to. The man was registered under the name of Neal Thompson and I'd spend more than an hour with him later that day trying to figure out if he was some sort of "born again" fanatic or perhaps a messenger sent here .....[Read the Rest]