"Dear Abby" often features little stories from people who find pennies in odd places and welcome them as little "signs" from loved ones in Heaven. I don't know if Dad ever read Dear Abby, but he seems to have adopted the practice himself, only with a lawyerly spin. Would you believe...paper clips from Heaven?
Shortly after his death, my sister Mary began seeing paper clips in the most unusual spots. She automatically associated them with Dad, because the lowly paper clip was his tool of choice for adjusting his hearing aids, and he frequently asked Mary to get him a paper clip for that purpose. The strangest paper clip sighting was at Dillards, when Mary and her 23-year-old daughter were shopping for shoes. There was a paper clip inside the shoe Erin was trying on.
When Mom came to Chicago, we had a paper clip from Heaven, too. I had been organizing things in my office and muttered to Dad, "I could really use a BIG paper clip." Not having one, I made do with something else, and then Mom and I went to the noon Mass at St. Peter's. After Mass, Mom genuflected and reached to the ground, coming up with...a BIG paper clip. (She didn't know about my need.) A few days later, going for physical therapy, I found the locker I usually use was occupied, so I went toward a different one, and as I got there, I found a BIG paper clip right in front of the locker I had chosen. And on Tuesday, realizing that our telephone message had been inadvertently recorded over, I went to check the other recordings. There was a BIG paper clip resting in front of the phone. ("Thanks, Dad.")
Do you get pennies...or paper clips... from Heaven, too?