Just Dad
I've read a lotabout the stories that take place in England and the EasternUnited States. Has anyone experienced situations involvingdeceased family members similar to the ones listed below?
These are all true accounts and relate to my father who died inJuly, 1990 in a small town in Nebraska, USA.
After dad's death, my brother reported that he had taken a loadof cattle to market and was sleeping in the bunk waiting tounload first thing in the morning. Mind you, dad and my brotherdrove semis for the same cattle company for years before dad diedand went on some of the same hauls together. Anyway, my brotherwas awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the cab of histruck and saying "Jimmy, you had better get up and get goingif you want to be first in line this morning". Jim lookedout of the bunk and there was no one there. The only person tocall Jim "Jimmy" was dad.
One of my other brothers' wife relates that the lights in theirspare bedroom continue to go on and off without anyone in theroom. This was the room that dad occupied whenever mom had to goto work and my brother and his wife would take care of dad.
My sister-in-law had gone to take a shower and when she enteredthe bedroom, the covers were drawn back as if someone was gettingready to retire for the night. There was no one in their home andthe doors were all locked. Both my brother and his wife searchedthe home and found nothing. Things continued to be moved from onespot to another spot without explanation.
Brother #4 was married two years ago in October. The day of theirwedding the priest did a nice job of remembering dad at thewedding without causing grief to anyone. The day after theirwedding we were all gathered at the newlywed's new home when itbegan to shower. Before they had opened one gift, the lights wentout. There was no lightning, no thunder, nothing to knock out theelectricity. We all laughed and said "Dad's here" muchto the dismay of the new in-laws. My brother said "you canturn the lights on now Dad" and they went on immediately.The lights have never gone off since, not during a blizzard, notduring severe thunderstorms, etc.
Sister #2 was telling her friends at a gathering at her place inTempe, AZ about Dad's afterlife adventures, when suddenly theyheard the unmistakeable sound of a semi's airhorn. They got upfrom the table and went outside to see where the semi was as theylived on a cul'd'sac and there was no way a truck could enter thestreet. You guessed it. There was no truck in sight. Remember,Dad was a trucker for over 40 years.
Sister #2 and her roommate have been having Dad visit them quitea few times since his death. They have smelled the after shaveDad used. Dad was in the habit of using the bathroom during themiddle of the evening. At least once a week, the bathroom toiletflushes in the middle of the night by itself.
Sister #2 was talking to an overnight visitor of her roommate'swhen the overnight visitor asked her if their house was haunted.No mention was made of Dad to this visitor at all prior to theovernight stay so Sister #2 asked the visitor what he meant. Thevisitor said he had to go to the bathroom during the middle ofthe night and he saw a man walk through the living room. Sister #2asked him what he looked like and he said the man was tall (Dadwas 6'4"), was stooped shouldered (as was Dad), he worecowboy boots (Dad's favorite shoe), and he had one pant leg stuckin his boot (we were always ribbing Dad about looking like AndyTaylor of Mayberry and wearing one pant leg in and one pant legout). There is no way this stranger could know this about Dad. Todate, this is the only visual of Dad that we have had.
Mom has someone knocking on the side of her house at least once aweek during the night. She's never had the nerve to look out thewindow to see if anyone was there.
My nephew was only a few months old when Grandpa died. He wouldvisit the grave with my brother and would say things like "Grandpawants to talk with you" and that "there were somepretty ladies with Grandpa that could fly". My nephew had noconception of what an angel was, but he was pretty descriptiveabout what they looked like.
It does seem that Dad likes to play with the lights. My niece waswalking past her bathroom door when the light in the bathroomwent out. My niece said "Okay, Grandpa, turn the light backon" and it did go one once again immediately.
We were telling our cousins about these strange happenings at thefuneral of their mother last year. Some of the cousins thoughtthis was too wierd and went to leave the garage (they wereoutside smoking). The garage had a cement floor, but when one ofthe cousins grabbed the door knob, she received an staticelectrical shock. Where did the static come from?
I know this is long, but remember you can always hit the deletekey if you are not interested. These things are true and thereare many more incidences that we do casually explain away asbeing Dad.
Has anyone else experienced anything similar?