In 1980 or about then, I don’t remember exactly, I was living alongside Avatar’s Abode about a two minute walk from Francis’ cottage, I felt a distinct urge to go and see him.
It was on a Sunday, that I can remember fairly precisely, I slowly strolled up Meher Rd. turned into the entrance of where Francis lived on Avatar’s Abode and there he was in his doorway looking directly at me. As I approached him he began walking toward me and we fell into each other’s arms weeping. Nothing was said and I returned home.