11/62 Dr. [
4135]'s talk before a study group of A.R.E in
Calif.:
He [Edgar Cayce] was embarrassed because the medical
profession wouldn't endorse him and they wouldn't endorse me.
Not only that, but he didn't know for sure what he was saying
himself in these readings! He didn't know a bit except what
somebody told him! Yet, some of the most ridiculous things
that he pulled, when you chased them down, sure enough would
prove to be true. There wasn't any "fake" about it, as far
as I know.
When he would give these readings in the photographic studio,
usually it would be just the name given him. "You will have
before you the body of (so-and-so). Go over this body and
tell us what you find." First, he would lay down and draw
a few long breaths. After he was "down", he was just "dead
to the world." He was "under", for keeps, except that he
could hear what you said to him. But he wouldn't remember,
afterward. Many times, after a reading was all over, I would
ask him if he knew about so-and-so or such-and-such, and he
would always be surprised. After a reading was over he would
come back, just a normal, ordinary man. But when he was
under this "fit" that he pulled, it was real. Where he
got the "dope" that he did, I don't know.
I wasn't the only one that was impressed by all this, by any
means. There were others that "sneaked". Someday it will
all come out about some of those other doctors. But, you
see, once you come from a reputable medical school, endorsed
by the Medical Society, well, you're just "branded" - right
away. Why, it's the biggest wonder in the world that I
didn't get a "black mark"; but, instead of hurting me I
built up the town! The whole thing was too big to be true.
Every once in a while Edgar would make little side remarks
regarding things other that the purpose for the reading, but
he wouldn't deviate from the main subject of the reading.
And in the reading he would talk just like he was looking
at the subject. Just like he was right there and it was
all very clear to him.
I think he diagnosed my appendix some three or four times.
He said it was back of the descending colon. I didn't know
it, until years and years later I had all these x-rays. The
doctor who operated on me said I was the luckiest boy in
the world. He was three hours getting it, it was such a
difficult location. If it had ever gone like any other case,
I wouldn't be here, now. The doctor said if it had been
inflamed - as hundreds are - he couldn't have dug it out
the way he did. I've still got a whale of a scar. A
retro-sacral-appendix is one of the most dreaded operations.
It's not uncommon, but it has a bad reputation. Cayce was
the first one to ever tell me about mine. Of course, he
didn't recommend an operation. In his readings surgery
wasn't recommended very often, but sometimes he would - and
then it was as if he was determined about it. Sometimes,
like that, he would recommend operations. And then sometimes
he would say that such-and-such conditions exist and the
doctors that have it know what to do. In other words, he
would put it right back on the doctors what to do - as if
he knew what was in their minds, too.
He was a great advocate of this new treatment that has just
come in recently - osteopathy. He was quite anxious for a
great many cases to be treated by an osteopath, and he would
name the osteopath that was in the immediate vicinity. Most
of these had to do with a spinal adjustment or manipulation.
I heard his name that many times. We would ask him if an
operation was necessary and he would say no. No operation
needed. Then he would refer to some osteopathic doctor and
then he would tell what was necessary to be done. It was all
so far-fetched that, even after I heard him time and again,
I would think to myself that I wondered if that was a good
thing to hang onto. Maybe I had better just forget about it.
Then the next case I took him he would diagnose better than I
could, or anybody else, that it would give me fresh courage.
If you can imagine, nothing like it had ever been written
out. It might have been wrong - I didn't know a thing about
it - 'till a fellow called me one day and told me the New
York Times had a whole front page of the magazine section
all written up. Photographs and everything. Then the town
filled up and you had better believe that it did! It was
beyond anything that I had ever anticipated. The article
was all true - about what this one doctor had said, and what
others had said, too - and all with photographs. There was
no chance of backing out. But the town filled up, and some
couldn't find places to sleep and went on up to Evansville
and came back the next day. Some went to Nashville. Why,
you'd think that hell broke loose!
I'm not looking for criticism, and I'm not looking for
remuneration either; but I want the records straight and
true. After all, I knew this man and knew his family,
personally, and can corroborate so much of what happened
with my own cases. If anybody else had ever reported this it
would be different; but, although there have undoubtedly BEEN
others, they have never taken it up.
12/09/68 Wife's letter: "Dr. [
4135] celebrated his 90th
birthday on Nov. 11th and then on Nov. 28th passed away in
his sleep in the early morning hours of that day. Although
we had expected it was bound to come, it was a terrific
shock. He had been in a convalescent hospital for two years.
No special disease, just worn out. In Sept., 1967, due to
strain, I had a stroke and when able came here to be with Dr.
I shall be forever thankful that we could spend our last few
months together. We had been married fifty-five years - a
good record."


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