Dads Death
| I'm sitting here crying like a baby from uncovering some old wounds. I tried to put this in a reply to Linda's post, on the message board. But near the end of it, it would disappear, so I came here. It should not be possible for it to disappear here. As it became clear Dad's end was near, I moved in to help with Dad's care. My lifestyle couldn't have been more opposite of theirs. But I put a brake on my musician lifestyle and we waited for what could not be stopped. Dad slipped into a deep coma, and the ambulance came and took Dad to the hospice section of the hospital. My sis and Mom and I took turns sitting with Dad. We would not let him die alone. On that last night a really stupid nurse came in and asked me, " Are you trying to be some kind of hero?". As grief was replaced with rage for a moment that nurse came really close to severe injury. But the grief took over and I awaited the dawn. If you've ever sat with the dying, there's a whole group of things that you might have to deal with. Death rattles and so much more will tear your heart out as your love one passes from this life. Dawn came, and Mom and sis sent me home to get some sleep. In minutes of me getting home a friend came by to comfort me. He is a nice guy, but also a musician, a bad influence on his son, in my Dad's eyes. Suddenly my friend bolted straight upright, He looked as scared as I had ever seen. I am a veteran and have seen real fear up close many times. " John whats wrong?", as the phone rang, I asked . As I went to the phone John bolted for the door. The call was the dreaded one, .......... Dad was Dead. Overcome by grief,and with tears flowing down my face I went to John, sitting in his car still shaking. " My Dad's dead ! What the hells wrong with you damn it? " I screamed , '" You didn't hear it? ", he asked back still upset. " Hear what? ", I replied. Then he told what he had heard. Just before the phone rang he said someone in a clear loud voice said, " GET OUT!! " I didn't hear the voice, but he did, right after Dad died. John refused to ever step foot in that house again. Dad had come home one more time, and did as he believed right. He's still with me, as I sit here crying so hard I can't type,. The tears,, part of my leftover stroke stuff. But not all of it, " Dad, I've got something to do before I see you again "...... I know the paranormal is real and I have to do this 'till its my turn, Dad. Submitted by Wayne Harrup |
| This is letter posted on the Obiwand site by a Richmond man after viewing the light I ran across your website after doing some searching last night. Myself, my wife and family had an encounter with the West Point Ghost Light late yesterday. I wanted to ask if you knew of any stories or talk about the possibilities of what that thing could be? Do you have any thoughts, ideas, accounts or explanations that aren't on your site? Ever since seeing it I have been trying to find out more. I am a rational and skeptical person, but I can't deny what we all witnessed. Some explanations sound plausible, but searching the net finds all sorts of the same lore about a deceased railway worker of some kind searching with a lantern for a missing head, etc. These lights seem to all appear near railway beds. I mean, how many deceased & headless railway workers are there in the US. My skeptical and scientific side tells me it has to have something to do with the fact that if you stand on railroad tracks, you can see very far with an unobstructed view. Presumably you can see RR crossings literally miles upon miles away. In the blackness of night, a single car passing across may appear as a slight glimmering light. All of us went to the Railroad crossing about 10 or so miles past the West Point Paper Mill. We were only there about 45 minutes and we were able to see the light six times. All five of us saw it at the same instant. Everyone gasped in shock at the exact same moment, which tells me it wasn't any kind of figment or our eyes playing tricks on us. That location is so remote from any civilization or traffic that it is pitch black and silent. Just being there is unsettling enough because it is so in the middle of nowhere. I could barely see my own hand in front of my face. It was overcast with very little moonlight. We all sat down and stared down the track and after about 15 minutes the first glimmer appeared. It looked like a welding arc. It was bright and shimmered for about 3 or 4 seconds and vanished. It appeared very far away. The second time it appeared as red, moving from left to right and it illuminated the tops of the rails so it was easy to gauge it's distance. The light appeared to turn into several lights and they again vanished after about 4 seconds. It then appeared randomly four more times, each time moving closer to our location. The last two appearances were in quick succession about 10 seconds apart and they very clearly illuminated the ground underneath. That blew my theory of a distant car crossing the tracks away because it was so much closer. I didn't know what to look for the first time, but after the first couple of times I was able to hone in on where to look. The ground begins to illuminate like the light is shining in the other direction and then points towards you. It was actually quite amazing. My family all bolted to the car on the last time. They were genuinely spooked I guess. I left too but only because they threatened to leave. I wanted to pass this all on to you for what it's worth and ask your advice on any other accounts, etc. |
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