I strongly believe in listening to that little voice in your head that tries to steer one in the right direction, but sometimes I believe destiny will not change
A few years ago I was operating the water powered Mulley mill at UCV and a young friend of mine, a real down to earth fellow came by to visit and talk about times gone by --his cup of tea so to speak- well he eventually said he had to go and left, he seemed in a hurry--left in the middle of a real great chat-well later that day, in fact only a short time later he was killed instantly on a dangerous corner on a main highway.
I always said if I could have even kept him a few seconds longer, he would have missed his rendezvous with destiny