I have had plenty of hosehold spooks that can usually be explained to make yourself feel better, but I have had one experience that will never be explained until the day I die. Before my father passed away from cancer he had gotten too ill to care for himself and had always requested that my sisters and I never let him go to a nursing home. Well he was staying at my sisters house for the last few weeks of his life. One day on my way home from work I got the call from my sister that he had passed so I turned around and went to be with her and my other sister. The coroner came and pronounced him and all that stuff and then came out of his room and told us that they were going to remove him and that most people don't like to watch so we went outside and stood behind the house. When we heard them open the door and out onto the deck my sister screamed and strated shouting and crying while telling us to look into the sky. We all turned around to see a single cloud in the sky in the perfect shape of an angel. She ran in to grab a camera and took two pictures.

There were six people there that day and every one of us saw it. The officer that was helping at the scene came over and asked my sister to give him a call when she got the pictures back be cause he wanted a copy. She rushed into town as soon as everything was taken care of to get them developed so she could put a picture of dad's angel in the casket with him. When she went back to pick them up the two pictures she had taken were totally white frames. Evrything else on the roll came out perfect but those two were completely over-exposed.

 

Photog95..........That one gave me chills.

 

You want real chills? I'll give you chills. Turn back the clock a few hour to that morning. We had hospice coming in the mornings and afternoons to care for him so none of us would have to miss out on work, but they couldn't cover Friday mornings. This particular morning happen to be my turn. We had a bay monitor set up so we didn't have to sit by his bed the entire time. I was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when I heard him start talkingso I went to see if he needed anything. I got to his room and he was sleeping. (RIGHT NOW i HAVE GOOSE BUMPS JUST THINKING ABOUT THIS AGAIN) I went back out and began reading my magazine, and a few minutes later I heard him talking again. I got up and went in only to find him sleeping. This went on a couple more times until I finally heard what I swear to this day was a womans voice answering him. I sat there for what seemed hours listening( actually less than a minute) to this conversation but I couldn't understand a word of it. Keep in mind that there were two people in the whole house, my dad and myself, and I have no idea what was going on but it freaked me out.

 

WOW....stop it. Goosebumps all over!!!!

 

Those are two no **** stories. When it comes to my dad I am a serious as the cancer that took him from us.

 

Oh I believe you big time. There is definitely something beyond death I believe.

 

WOW Photo those gave me goose bumps too.

I could offer an explanation for the events but they are to special to you to even think about discrediting the miracles you witnessed in anyway.

The only one I have trouble explaining is why the pictures came out over exposed. I know your sister is a photographer. Even though it happens to the best of us from time to time. If she took the time to take a second back up pic. Then she wasn't so excited that she might would over look exposure during set up "twice". As a pro photographer it would be like second nature for her. She could snap a snap shot in her sleep.

For me as an outsider that is more proof of an unexplained phenomena than anything else.

 

One time not so long ago we were in Cleveland visiting the rock and roll hall of fame. We decided to stay the night. When i finally dosed off my soul left my body (thru my anus) and went over and kicked the **** out of matt's soul because matt's soul said my soul smelled like *****. My soul returned that night late, smelly, bloody,singing songs we had heard earlier at the hall of fame and a hand full of marbles.

 

You mean Mattineer and not PSS right?

 

Well of course he does. Once we decided what part was the soul in that thread then I stated as a fact that mine does not go any where. (Though my grandpa always called it a Tally Whacker ) But it is most definatly permenantly attached!

I do find it odd that buckdropper's left thru his anus?
Then went and wrestled with Matt's?

 

You guys freaking crack me up!!!!

 

It left out my fanny because i had my wife's binky in my mouth, ear plugs in and i had a sinus condition. My soul told me that he beat matt's soul with the Websters dictionary and a bag filled with hooked on phonics stuff and he took matt's spelling blocks because they were still in the package.

 

 

Many years ago when i was living in Kona HAwaii. Laying in bed at night i heard loud stomping on my roof above the bed, sounded like it was stomping , running in a large circle. I sit bolt up right "WHAT THE F### WHO IS ON THE ROOF " Then the earth quake hit. Around 5-6 ( as i rember it ) richter scale about 50 miles south of me.

The earth quake before that one i thought some one was stomping up the stairs.

The old Hawains called the stomping noise the night marchers.

 

isn't that every episode?


like that episode of Gilligan';s Island. The one where they almost got off the isalnd by Gilligan screwed it up.

Or that episode of Three's Company where someone walks in and hears half a conversation and then we have 30 minutes of slapstick and pratfalls around the misunderstanding.