Metroplex Atheists "If you're interested in us, we're interested in you!" Mr. O'Lucky Saved My Miserable Life By Virginia Barnett I was once a lost soul without direction or hope. I had become an atheist, and when I became ill and had to be hospitalized, I told them I wanted no pastors or prayers sent in my behalf. In spite of this directive, one of our best friends brought to me a totem that proved to save my life. He's Mr. O'Lucky (a souvenir from Fitzgerald's casino in Las Vegas) and from the day he was hung on my IV pole, my health began to improve. Oh, they kept telling me that fluids and medicine were working, but I know better. Mr. O'Lucky saved my life! Note the inscription on the back, verifying that this is indeed Mr. O'Lucky, not Jesus or any other religious healer of note. Now I carry Mr. O'Lucky with me everywhere. A bus from the Rehab clinic nearly ran over me in the breezeway at work this afternoon because I had unwisely left Mr. O'Lucky in my purse upstairs. Oh, the doctors made fun of me all right. But I know in my heart that Mr. O'Lucky has real power to heal. I'm living proof! Return to the Metroplex Atheists main page