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re: Do you believe in ghosts/hauntings?
Posted on 3/25/24 at 1:47 pm to Epic Cajun
Posted on 3/25/24 at 1:47 pm to Epic Cajun
Posted on 3/25/24 at 2:08 pm to cdcleary
My grandfather had passed away back in the 90's. He and my father owned an independent Falstaff distributorship where they had garages around his house where they kept some of the beer trucks. One particular garage had all of his tools and equipment they used to maintain said trucks. They sold the business back in the mid 80's and sold all the trucks and other stuff that was part of the business.
This particular garage had a back door in it that was painted shut and had never been open in years. My grandfather was pretty particular about his tools and he didn't mind me using them as long as I cleaned them and put them back in the right place.
I was in that garage getting crab nets to go crabbing and decided to rummage around to see what I could find. just then a huge gust of wind came out of no-where and blew that back door open and it slammed against the back wall. I just knew it was my grandfather telling me to get the hell out. I closed it and closed the garage door and left.
I worked for a reception hall back in the 80's that was owned by probably the nicest people I've ever worked for. The owner, Mr. Johnny, was diagnosed with colon cancer and died about a year later.
A few weeks after his funeral, his widow was in the house with her granddaughter, who was probably three at the time. She heard her granddaughter talking to someone and she asked who she was talking to, the little girl said Paw-paw, he's standing right there on the stairs.
Another pretty weird story, I work at a hospital in NO that has a huge rehab program. One of our pt's was on this particular rehab in and out for about 7 seven years before he died. He was a workman's comp case, so he had crazy coverage for a hospital stay.
He stayed in his last room for about two years before he finally died. A few months later, a pt who was in that room said a guy named Bruce came to see me in the middle of the night and he told me everything was going to be ok.
The seven-year pt's name was Bruce, and the patient who said it knew nothing about him.
This particular garage had a back door in it that was painted shut and had never been open in years. My grandfather was pretty particular about his tools and he didn't mind me using them as long as I cleaned them and put them back in the right place.
I was in that garage getting crab nets to go crabbing and decided to rummage around to see what I could find. just then a huge gust of wind came out of no-where and blew that back door open and it slammed against the back wall. I just knew it was my grandfather telling me to get the hell out. I closed it and closed the garage door and left.
I worked for a reception hall back in the 80's that was owned by probably the nicest people I've ever worked for. The owner, Mr. Johnny, was diagnosed with colon cancer and died about a year later.
A few weeks after his funeral, his widow was in the house with her granddaughter, who was probably three at the time. She heard her granddaughter talking to someone and she asked who she was talking to, the little girl said Paw-paw, he's standing right there on the stairs.
Another pretty weird story, I work at a hospital in NO that has a huge rehab program. One of our pt's was on this particular rehab in and out for about 7 seven years before he died. He was a workman's comp case, so he had crazy coverage for a hospital stay.
He stayed in his last room for about two years before he finally died. A few months later, a pt who was in that room said a guy named Bruce came to see me in the middle of the night and he told me everything was going to be ok.
The seven-year pt's name was Bruce, and the patient who said it knew nothing about him.
This post was edited on 3/25/24 at 3:02 pm
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