Contact Report 913 Translation

English Translation

Nine hundred and thirteenth contact

Thursday, 3rd July 2025, 8:52 hrs

Greetings, Eduard, my friend. I am glad to see you well and not looking as strained as you have been lately.

Billy:

Thank you, but greetings also, dear friend. You know, the last few days have been a bit stressful, because I had a lot to think about, which worried me, because I had to deal with looking after a woman on the phone who ... She called me several times, and of course it was my duty to look after her until she ... But now everything is OK again, she has come to terms with herself, so there is nothing more to worry about ...

Quetzal:

I see, and you are predestined to deal with these kinds of problems ... You have done it successfully many times in your life.

Billy:

Yes, but we do not have to talk about that.

Quetzal:

Correct, but I do want to say that it would not be my own business to deal with other human beings' worries in such a way that they cannot deal with them themselves and even ...

Billy:

Well, to each his own, and I also learnt what your grandfather Sfath taught me and I knew how to apply as a boy, for example with Luise Meier when her husband died. As a boy, I also worked with her on the smallholding, learning how to mow with a scythe, how to milk cows and how to smoke sausages and bacon, which she did in the kitchen, because she had a so-called “smoke kitchen” that was black and full of soot because she smoked in it. I remember that on the north side of the smokehouse there was a two-light window with 6 divided panes, which Luise cleaned meticulously to let light into the kitchen. The window was next to the exit door, another led into the barn and a third into the parlour or living room, where the two of us ate “Zvièri” or “vesper” or had our snacks together. The doors were w