Predictions Prove True —DeWese

IN THE May 2003 edition of this magazine I predicted some mega deals would begin to occur. I also predicted that the number of printing companies would continue to shrink and that we would have less than 30,000 by 2006.

A reader, who will remain nameless, e-mailed me a few days ago and asked if there was going to be a follow-up column reporting on how well I did with my prophesies.

Hey! I am not a modern day Nostradamus. I’m just a mere mortal human being with, maybe, a tad more talent than the rest of you.

I am gonna stop for a minute and explain Nostradamus to Marvelle Stump, America’s worst and dumbest printing salesperson.

Marvelle, Nostradamus was born in 1503 in St. Remy de Provence, France. I, too, am of French descent and I have drunk great quantities of Remy Martin, a cognac distilled from champagne made from grapes grown in Remy, Nostradamus’ hometown. Now, Marvelle, I am only suggesting this is mere coincidence and in no way implies that I’m as good as Nostradamus.

Students of Nostradamus tell us he made over 1,000 predictions and more than 500 have come true so far. I once predicted I would hit over .500 in a church softball league. I did and, again, this is just another remarkable coincidence with the prophesies of Nostradamus.

He, incidentally, enrolled at the University of Montpellier in France. One summer I dated a young woman who was a senior at the University of Vermont, which I believe, is in Montpelier, VT. Yep, just another huge coincidence. And, maybe, you are beginning to see I am way more than some attention-starved newsmonger.

Here is one more almost un-believable link from Nostradamus to me. Many stories arise in history as testimony to Nostradamus’ alleged second sight.