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And not only from the dead .......from the living to.
I had a great aunt, Gertie, who lived some 10 miles away from my Aunty Betty. Gertie was about 95 years old at the time, and lived alone. My Aunty Betty and her husband used to drive to Gertie's house every Saturday morning to clean her house and do her grocery shopping for her. It was almost a weekly ritual, and never during midweek as both my Aunt and her husband worked.
One midweek night, my Aunty Betty was awakened by a sound, and saw an apparition old Gertie standing at the bottom of her bed....she said to my Aunty "Betty, please help me". This was like 2am in the middle of the night.
My Aunty got out of bed, and with her husband drove over to Gertie's house, where they found her laying at the bottom of the stairs with a broken hip. She had been there for two days.
They got her to hospital, but she never lived long after that.
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Chills!
Nobody, but NOBODY, will ever convince me these things don't happen.
I may have mentioned this....On July 2, 2003, I saw my dad and Cody in a dream. Dad was smiling and waving, and Cody, sat by his side, all smiles and tail waggy.
I woke my mom up and told her that it was a sign that it was OK for me to get another dog. In late morning of July 2, Mz Logan came into my life. Even mom agreed that it was a sign that it was time. I can still remember it so vividly!
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Years ago now, when my niece was very young and had just started walking and talking she used to go around the house saying "Bobby, Bobby, Bobby."
We could never figure out who she meant.
My stepmother lived in Las Vegas and became ill and had to go to the hospital. My brother and his wife flew to Las Vegas with my niece and stayed at my stepmother's home.
When my niece walked into the kitchen she walked right up to the refrigerator and pointed to a picture that was on it and turned to my brother and said "Bobby."
The picture was of my Dad - my niece's grandfather and his name was John Robert - but everyone called him Bob.
My brother about fainted and called me right away to share such a special moment. It really makes you wonder doesn't it? But my niece was just
too young to ask her questions about why she knew that was Bobby.
My Dad (her grandfather) passed away in 1988.
My niece wasn't born until 1994.
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I came on to find this thread and post a message about a high school friend, who I just found out had passed away..
Dennis C was a pal that I hung out with after high school and lost track of him a while back.
I found out that he had passed from another guy in our group, via an email from Dennis' old GF.
She managed to find out that Dennis had passed away and he was in the county morgue - awaiting a pauper's burial because no one knew where he was and no one had come forth to claim his body.
It was a sad ending for a guy who had a great life ahead of him.
He was the best looking guy from our group-We called him the 'Robert Redford looking (guy)' - he attracted all kinds of women and was on the way to becoming an lawyer.
Money and looks, not a bad combination?
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I came back to CA to take care of some loose ends when I got the word of his passing.
The email his old flame sent mentioned some photos that were taken at Magic Mountain - the huge theme park here in So Cal, a concert he attended (Roxy Music) and some of the other things he loved.
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I am currently staying at a hotel a stone's throw away from Magic Mountain at the moment.
Last night I walked into a store to grab some stuff to take back to the room and I gal wearing a t-shirt that said ROXY, ROXY, ROXY on the front.
Today I was at my storage unit getting the rest of my belongings packed so I could send them to KY.
My roomie told me that there were some loose albums on some boxes in the corner.
I picked them up and glanced at the album on the bottom and it was by Roxy Music.
The name of the album was "Avalon".
Avalon was a mythical island paradise in the story of King Arthur. Supposedly, KA went to Avalon after his death and, if it is a paradise island?
I hope my friend is there and is finally at peace with himself.
He was a troubled soul from the time I lost track of him and hoped he would appear again, better and free from the demons that haunted him.
In a way?
I guessed that he would never show up again.
But all these little 'coincidences' made me feel like he finally is resting.
I think he deserved that much from life. :(
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This happened a few months ago. I had forgotten.
My friend's son, age 3, was on his potty with my friend leaning before him encouragingly. Suddenly the little boy points behind her and says "Poppop! Poppop!" My friend was terrified to turn around. "Poppop" had died tragically a week before.