When I first met Wilbur...

I met Wilbur in the Fall of 2011, though he may have been with me for years before.  I was in my second year of graduate school at the University of Utah studying Parks, Recreation and Tourism.  I don't remember the date or time of our meeting, just that I thought it was very strange.  I didn't even tell anyone about Wilbur until I went home to NC at Christmas.  Describing what happens to me when Wilbur takes control is hard.  It usually happens suddenly without warning, I feel almost like I'm playing "Freeze."  My right arm is stuck in whatever position it was in when Wilbur takes over and I can't speak, can't even think of any words in English.  Typically, Wilbur is only in control for a couple of minutes before he lets me go and then I'm fine and can go on about my day.

With Catharine in 2012.

I went to visit Catharine for a few days that Christmas; I usually tried to go to Raleigh whenever I was in NC to visit Catharine and Linda.  I remember sitting in Caribou Coffee with Catharine when Wilbur took over.  We'd both been reading something, so I had to get her attention when I realized what was going on.  I rapidly tapped the table in front of me with my left hand to get her attention.  I'm sure I had a deer in headlights look on my face because suddenly losing the ability to speak is so weird!!  She watched me until Wilbur let me go, I don't remember what was said.  I just remember feeling relieved that someone knew and that it wasn't something I had imagined.