Lion's Gate 8-8

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Long ago and far away before rock and roll a boy came to Canada from an Air Force Base in England and this is not mentioned in the biographies. It was 1956 and he was 13 and came to Montreal that summer on a hot day in early August to attend a children's party that would change the world.

In 1959 he got his first British passport with photo showing him at 15 or 16 sporting Tommy Steele hair, which would have allowed him to come to Toronto, an aspiring young Elvis but not yet in a band.


Long ago and far away before there was a British invasion I met young Mike Jagger when he came to Montreal and Toronto.

And if this happened and it altered the course of my life, it also altered life for a whole generation. 

This scrap of memory sheds light on an early period of Jagger's life that no one has written about before. 

It also explains how we got caught in the machinery of MKULTRA mind control.

My story doesn't end in childhood. It picks up again with the Voodoo Lounge tour which has been called the most glamorous ever..


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  1. Ann DiamondAugust 8, 2022 at 4:26 AM

    What do I most regret about my life? Not showing up for the Big Event. Letting my parents down. Living on the sidelines of my own life. Missing ballet classes. Overlooking the warnings. Leaving the scene of the accident in a daze. Knocking on all the wrong doors.

    Being taken for "rude" when I was just uninformed.




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    1. Ann DiamondAugust 8, 2022 at 4:41 AM

      On the other hand, when Alice went missing she discovered a whole world Underground. I wouldn't trade this lifetime for all the tea in China. I did it my way.

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  2. Ann DiamondAugust 8, 2022 at 4:50 AM

    If I hadn't gone Missing, All This wouid never have Happened

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  3. Ann DiamondAugust 8, 2022 at 9:54 AM

    The children's party we attended on August 4 1956 was part of McGill University's notorious MK-LTRA Subproject 68.

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  4. Ann DiamondAugust 8, 2022 at 10:45 AM

    A black limousine to the Valley of the Shadow of Death

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