"Anton Lavey!" I shouted out of the blue... startling every high person in the room. G.T.S. ( Google That Shit)I quickly googled it... yep... creepy. Mr. Lavey was a eccentric ( to be kind) Satanist. You can Google him. Draw your own conclusions, my friend. Besides looking an awful lot like my late husband, ahe also had similar personality traits. He had this a crazy swag about him that turned me on. He could get anyone to do anything he wanted them to do. Als like Lavey it didn't matter what he said he belueved every lie with his whole heart and made others...