The following was written by Sylvia Leonidou – Onesiphorou:
My mother Chrystalla Andrew died on 2/3/1992. Ahe was a very quiet and faithful wife and grew up there in the old homes of the church of St. Nicholas.
One summer afternoon in 1985 while sitting on the porch with my father Andreas Leonidou and my little sister Angela Leonidou and all spoke together, suddenly my mother got up from her chair, opened her arms and shouted: “Welcome, welcome! Pass through.” Her face glowed a little strange and seemed too happy. Others who saw and watched her movements and heard her words said they did not understand, but neither could explain why she did what she did.
After a few minutes she sat quietly in her chair. Concerned the others asked her what was wrong and what happened. Then my mother said naturally: “Didn’t you see the three bishops who came to our house? Here with us were St. Nicholas, the apostle Luke, and the third I did not understand who it was. All three were dressed in the garments of the hierarch. I told them to pass through, but St. Nicholas blessed our home and told me not to fear and that all will go well. All three smiled at me, they left from the yard and proceeded toward the Church of St. Nicholas. You did not see that they were here? Why are you asking me?”
My mother at this time was awake and had her senses. Also my mother was a very positive and honest woman, and said with confidence and enthusiasm that which occurred that simmer afternoon in 1985.