Wausaukee Road — April, 1973–April, 1974
After having secured a full-time job, for the first time in three years, I rented an old farmhouse in a nearby rural area. There I sewed yet another tipi, a bigger one, and lived peacefully with a lady friend. I purchased at least 50 books dealing with an array of spiritual and supernatural topics. I absorbed all that I read. By this time, I had been witnessed to three times over the past two years by well-versed Christian men. I still rejected Christ and felt a deep longing to know the old Indian’s ways. Being almost repulsed at this time by electronic instruments, I bought a very expensive ($1500) ‘Guild’ concert-body rosewood acoustic guitar, which I still play.