Ed Warren, Lorraine Warren, and Me

I met Ed and Lorraine Warren in the fall of 1979. It was in the green room of the Jorgensen Auditorium at the University of Connecticut.

The first thing Ed said when I walked in with Judy ( my lovely wife to be- and Ed’s daughter )
Was , “ Hello kid, do you believe in ghosts?”

I don’t remember my exact answer, it was probably a mumbling of some sort.

Then he said, “ let’s all go out for pizza after the show “ I nodded in agreement.

Lorraine was sitting in a comfy chair sipping tea. She wore a white laced blouse and a Stewart Tartan kilt. She looked and me, smiled and said, “ Hello dear. Pleased to meet you.”

Judy and I found our way to the reserved seats and watched the presentation. And from the first slide to the last I was mesmerized by what I saw and heard. It was so intriguing that I couldn’t wait to meet Ed and Lorraine for pizza afterwards.

We did go for that pizza. When we met them at the pizza place, there was a young man with them. ( I found out later that it was Gerald Brittle, the person assigned to pen the book about the Warren’s work. ( The Demonologist ).

I immediately began asking questions of both Lorraine and Ed, about the presentation I’d just seen, and about ghosts in general.

By my second slice of Pizza I was convinced that ghosts existed, that devils existed and that I wanted to be involved with it all.

And that was the beginning of my paranormal journey into a fascinating realm.

Stay tuned for more…..

2 thoughts on “Ed Warren, Lorraine Warren, and Me”

  1. Thanks for this post, Tony. These types of anecdotes are exactly why I come here. Your life, and the life of the Warrens, is so fascinating that any memories and insights like this that you are willing to share are more precious than gold. I love hearing how friendly and down to earth the Warrens were because it gets rid of a lot of the negative stigma and stereotypes associated with those who are interested in the study of the paranormal and the “black facts” of life (as Ed put it).

    Man, what I wouldn’t give to go for Pizza with the Warrens…

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