Facing The Washington DC Area Snipers

For eighteen Months I lived in Ft. Meade , MD. Every week I used to travel to NY to stay with my two brothers in New York city. It always caught my attention the city of Aberdeen every time I saw the sign from the car I traveled to and from NYC. The year was 1967. I found out about 25 years later the mystery of my infatuation with Aberdeen. In the year 2002 I was moving from Long Island, NY to Florida after having lived in Long Island almost a dream. I was able to give my daughter a better life away from the Bronx. She decided to stay in Long Island by herself and we moved to Florida. We were traveling in a Buick Regal. We stopped in several Inns. One of them was a Days Inn right in Aberdeen. I told my wife about my infatuation with Aberdeen and that I wanted to stay there and see the place.



That first night I had the most unexpected surprise of my life when I met face to face with the "Snipers" of the Washington DC area. You have to remember Malvo and John Muhammad. When we started to get comfortable in the room my wife sent me to get some things like coffee and the coffee maker, etc. As I was walking out and almost closing the door behind me, my wife opened it to tell me something else. We talked a little and she closed the door. I noticed this teenager walking back and and forth with head down almost in front of our room by the stairs in the second floor. He looked very suspicious to me. As soon as my wife closed the door he came to me and asked: "What is she saying? (my wife spoke to me in Spanish) Is she talking about me?" I answered him: "No, she doesn't even know you", and I continued to the trunk of my car.
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As I was looking in the trunk for what I went there for and finished the search, I was closing the trunk and ready to go back, the boy (about 17 yo) and this older man came to me. The older man asked me: "Are you a Muslim? I guess my Hindu look made him believe I was. I started to have some strong gut feelings. In those days the snipers were doing their random killings. The police were following a lead in which the Media was almost convinced they were two white folks in a Van. My guts were telling me I was facing the snipers. It is like you know something and you don't have no evidence. I answered him: "No, I am not a Muslim" and I noticed he put his left hand under his light jacket. I took control of my fear and many scriptures started to come rushing to my mind and I walked away giving him my back and starting to walk away with confidence and without fear (faking it). When I took the curve after the reception area I walked the hallway of the first floor fast until I got to the stairs that took me to my room. I walked to the window to look and I saw them getting into a big car parked right under a phosphorescent light which gave their car a light blue color. Malvo's hair was braided.
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I called New York and told my friends that I had just met the snipers and gave them my experience. Silence. Then I decided to stay quiet and not to say anything else. My surprise came when I heard in the news that they had capture the snipers and when I saw the picture, I realized I was not wrong. The older guy looked exactly the same and Malvo a little bit different because there was no braided hair. The car was the same except that it was dark blue. The phosphorescent light made it to appear light blue to me. I remember saying joking when I left NY to my friends: "I am going to capture those snipers". Was I in a way prophesying my experience without me knowing it? Well, this is a true story. You can believe or not but nothing can take away the truth of it. I just thank God for His protection. I remember this lady pastor praying for us before we departed. It was such an anointed prayer!