I never rule that kind of stuff out. As some of you know, after my Dad passed away, I started smelling cigar smoken(my Dad smoked cigars), in the middle of the night, when I was on my way back home for good to CT. It's erie, but I believe in that stuff. I remember my Dad telling me that after he was gone, he'd be leaving pennI'd find pennies. Sure enough, I find pennied all over the place, my car, my bedroom, in the middle of the livingroom. God works in mysterious ways, my friends.