Ghosts!!!!!
Posted by Pete | Posted in News | Posted on 30-01-2010
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Old ghost are scary, ain’t they? You remember me writing about Mrs. Old Lady Thornton, huh? Well, she was a friendly ghost back in Pickens County, AL. I just changed her name. Folks around those parts could insert the real name I’m sure. Well, Mrs. Old Lady Thornton was based on hearsay…I never actually saw her….Let me tell you of a personal encounter, in Sarasota, FL. In 1982 while working a temporary job, I lived with a couple of engineers. They would go home or visiting people most every weekend while I just stayed put. I noticed some odd things going on, alarm clock being moved, shoes being moved, while I took note of those things it did not really bother me. One Saturday morning I had coffee with the Land Lady across the street. I asked her how she happened to buy the house across the street. “Well,” she says, “a nice young couple lived over there for a long time, biker types and the girl decided she wanted a divorce.” One morning after she left him, he was heart broken, she said, took his own life with a gun in the middle bedroom.” Gasp, gasp, that was where I was sleeping…Some time later, I woke during the night and the covers were tucked tightly all around my person, stuff up under my body, really making me prisoner. I woke up and freed myself after a bit, but I continued to sleep in that bedroom..A few nights later, a week or so before my duty period was to be over, a sheer curtain over the head of my bed, was hanging loosely over a couple of small nails. It fell down over my face and head during the night. I got up and not having a hammer, took my shoe and bent the nails over the rod. Feeling that I now had it securely in place, I went back to sleep….It came down again, a little harder..Again, I got up and this time made sure it was securely affixed to the wall and it should not fall again. Just after going to sleep, the rod that had been falling on my face was thrown with force, all the way down to my feet. It was obvious at this time it was not falling on it’s own. There was a good couch in the den, so I moved and spent the rest of my time in that house sleeping in the den….I got the feeling that the old ghost did not like me…..Or maybe he just wanted me to know he was there….Anything like that ever happen to you?….It’s plum scary, ain’t it…. Let me know if you have a story to share…Pete
Pete,
You never struck me as being so brave (or stupid) as to sleep in that room with that phenomenon as long as you did. A pundit once wrote that bravery is just another synonym for stupidity. I would have moved into the den (or completely out of that house) after the conversation with the landlady across the street; but, then, you have lots of experience with the Ghosts of Happy Hollow in Coal Fire. I only remember them with fear, mostly out of my own imagination and the tales told by a certain Cousin and Brother, who were trying to scare me to death. The Ghosts of Happy Hollow may not have been real; but, thanks to my active imagination, they were real to me. Even today, I am just thankful that I can drive by the cemetery across from the church in a big Escalade, and I don’t have to walk by it, particularly after dark, with a lip-flapping Cousin and Brother.
As a kid, I always wondered how the ghosts of black people could be white. It took me almost an entire lifetime to realize that skin color really has no effect in whatever form the after life might take.
Uh, er, which cousin was that? You know, all our Uncles and Dad loved to tell Ghost stories that would just scare the stuffin’ out of you…I guess that is how they were brought up.
thanks, Pete
Come now! You know very well which cousin, and it wasn’t Sambo. who was probably still in the Navy at that time. Mom’s wartime letters have jogged my memory a lot about the exploits of this particular cousin and the only brother I had at that point in my life.
Wow….I am glad someone remembers the adventures of these two cousins…seems like it was non stop action ever summer…I would kind of like to do it all over again…well, except for a couple or three things….