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Haunting.
Following me,
desecrating me.
I search,
looking feverishly for an escape.
There is no escape.
Ghosts follow, not far behind.
Ghosts of memories, of a past.
Why must I have been fooled into thinking they were gone.
That I myself, at those particular times, had disappeared.
Never again shall I be fooled into such thoughts.
Never again shall I be dissuaded by those that have not seen,
and, therefore, do not believe.
Mysteries held in the night surround,
shielding me from the ghosts.
I call, I plead for help.
But, the rain drowns out my voice.
Rain still falls around me.
Dark shadows are hiding in the mist, unable to be seen.
My head pounds, alerting me that fear is extinguishing my senses.
My heart quickens when I hear slashing.
Then, no more.
For now, I am lost.
Forever to be followed, by the hauntings.
Urban Legends - Vanderlip Mansion
Probably just about everyone everywhere no matter where you live has heard an urban legend about your area.
Growing up in Torrance, Ca ours was Vanderlip Mansion. Just outside of San Pedro in the hills of Palos Verdes stood the mansion.
From grade school and through high school the stories of ghostly encounters swept through the hallways. Kids going up and never coming out. The lucky ones just happy to be alive ..... swearing never to return.
I was actually out of school when myself and three friends decided on a warm summer night with nothing better to do to go and see if we too could experience Vanderlip Mansion and its ghostly happenings. Expecting to experience nothing, but coming out with a memory ..... a memory of fear.
Driving up the long driveway through a heavily wooded area we could see the large gate up ahead. Will it be open? I had heard that sometimes it was and others it wasn't ..... this night it was. Through the gate and on down the drive to the mansion. It was dark ..... you could see its shape up ahead. We stopped. Mostly deciding amongst ourselves whether or not to continue.
It was then we heard the dogs. Seeing nothing. Windows rolling upward. Hearts pounding. The strange barking all around us ...... yet no dogs to be seen. It was at this moment we decided to turn around and leave. We had heard of the dogs before. And what we were experiencing was real. With a few light screams of fear from myself and the other girl in the car ..... we left. And have had no desire to return.
Why I thought about this earlier today, I don't know. But I googled "Vanderlip Mansion" and this is what I got:
I have lived in the South Shores area of San Pedro, which is not to far from the PBC and Vanderlip Mansion, all of my life and have heard stories of the Vanderlip Mansion since I was about 5 lol. I have had several friends go there, all of them with stories they won't ever seem to forget, yet none of them have ever been inside the actual house. From my understanding the security is very much in effect due to kids constantly going up there before. I've heard several stories, but the most famous is this.
Frank Vanderlip a wealthy owner of land here in Palos Verdes went crazy and slaughtered his whole family and buried their remains out on a patio/stage type thing out in the front of the property (which I somewhat believe is true due to the fact that this is where most of the paranormal activity goes on). And as far as the story of his daughter falling in love with a slave, I've heard that was true as well, but his daughter was actually a cripple who was in a wheel chair, and after discovering this he slaughtered his daughter's lover and child.
This brings me to the most recent story I've heard from about a month or two ago. One of the girls I work with used to go there all the time, and she made a quick visit not to long ago. Apparently there is a gate not too far from the actual house itself with an open field. Her friend had to use the restroom so the two of them went down into this field (apparently where the old barn used to be) and immediately began hearing sounds of something squeaking almost as if a wheel chair were being moved through the dirt. She had shone her light on an area that had caught here eye down at the ground to see a pair of shoes, followed by two pant legs. As she moved the flashlight up the image seemed to fade out into a smoky type substance, and when she went back down to see the shoes they were gone.
I also heard another story of this field of two horses (almost statuesque if thats how you spell it lol), one large white one and a large brown one that seem to disappear into nothing?
Also, as far as the slaughtering of Vanderlips dogs, the rumor is that he took out their voice boxes and they still roam the property so they catch any intruders that lurk by, but from what I've heard this is actually a trick the police have used in recent attempts to stop trespassers, but it still is creepy to hear these dogs rustling around in the brush.
***I will interject here that this was written in 2007, June. Our experience was probably in about 1977, so whether or not the dogs barking (it was a quiet raspy bark) was a trick by police back then, who knows, or even if it is today ..... I don't know. But this was the first I had heard of that.***
Best way to probably get in to Vanderlips is just to wait for someone else to enter the gate and follow behind, the area itself is very trippy from what I've heard, something almost out of a horror movie, and not anything like the rest of Palos Verdes at all. If anyone knows the gate password, or any other stories of Vanderlips I'd definitely be interested to hear.
Another encounter ..... this one from 1987.
I LIVE IN SOUTH BAY AREA ALSO, BACK WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL (1987) I WENT TO VANDERLIP WITH A BUNCH OF FRIENDS (5 OF US). WE DROVE UP TO THE ROAD TO THE GATE, THEN WE WALKED DOWN THE TRAIL TO THE MAIN HOUSE, WHICH HAD A 6 FOOT FENCE AROUND IT BACK THEN, AS SOON AS WE GOT THERE WE HEARD THE DOGS BARKING. BRENT HAD BROUGHT SOME STEAKS AND A CHICKEN FOR THE DOGS AND TOLD US TO RUN TOWARDS THE BACK WHILE HITTING THE GATE AND WHEN WE THOUGHT THE DOGS WERE ALL THERE TO THROW THE MEAT OVER THE FENCE. WE DID WHAT HE SAID, AND WHEN THE DOGS WENT TO THE BACK, MY PSYCHO FRIENDS BRENT AND JERRY BOTH WENT OVER THE FENCE AND UP TO THE HOUSE. IT SEEMED LIKE FOREVER WAITING FOR THEM, WE COULDN'T REALLY SEE MUCH FROM THE FOG. BUT WE DID SEE THEM GO IN. JERRY HAD A TAPE RECORDER WITH HIM, BACK THEN WE DIDN'T HAVE DIGITAL PHONES, CAMERAS, ETC.. AND THIS IS WHAT THEY SAW.....
THEY SAID WHEN THEY WENT IN THERE WERE STAIRS THAT WENT TO THE 2ND LEVEL AND THERE WAS A ROOM TO THE RIGHT, AND A SMALLER ONE TO THE LEFT. THEY SAID THAT AS THEY STEPPED INTO THE HOUSE THEY COULD HEAR US YELLING OUTSIDE, BUT AS SOON AS THE STEPPED INSIDE COMPLETELY THEY DID NOT HEAR US ANY MORE.
(ON THE TAPE YOU COULD HEAR JERRY SAYING "OH SH*T" OVER AND OVER.) BRENT HAD THE FLASHLIGHT AND HE SAID THAT HE SAW A SHADOW BESIDE THEM GO TOWARDS THE STAIRS. JERRY WANTED TO LEAVE BUT BRENT WENT TOWARDS THE STAIRWAY. BRENT WENT UP THE STAIRS, JERRY STAYED AT THE BOTTOM. WE WERE OUTSIDE AND COULD SEE JERRY BY THE DOOR, WE YELLED TO HIM TO GET OUT BECAUSE WE THOUGHT THE DOGS WERE COMING. HE TOLD US HE NEVER HEARD US. JERRY SAID THAT THE INSIDE OF THE HOUSE STARTED GETTING COLDER AND FOGGY, HE CALLED BRENT THEN WENT UP THE STAIRS, HE SAID HE COULD SEE LIGHT MOVING AROUND IN THE ROOM TO HIS LEFT. HE THOUGHT IT WAS BRENT'S FLASHLIGHT. HE WAS CALLING BRENT'S NAME AND ON THE TAPE IT GET' S FUZZY/STATIC WHEN HE WAS DOING THIS. JERRY SAID THAT AS SOON AS HE STEPPED IN THE ROOM, THE DOOR SLAMMED SHUT AND HE ALMOST FAINTED. HE SAID THE ROOM GOT DARK AND HE COULDN'T SEE NOTHING. HE WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING AT THE SAME TIME.
BRENT SAID HE WASN'T EVER IN THAT ROOM. HE WENT IN THE ROOM TO THE RIGHT. HE SAID THAT HE DIDN'T EVEN HEAR JERRY COME UP THE STAIRS. HE SAID THAT HIS FLASHLIGHT STARTED DIEING OUT AND THAT'S WHEN HE WAS HEADING BACK TO GO DOWNSTAIRS. JUST BEFORE HE GOT TO THE DOOR , HE SAID HE FELT THIS HEAVY COLD BREEZE/WIND GO RIGHT NEXT TO HIM AND THAT HE SAW THE DOOR SHUTTING AND HE RAN AND STUCK THE FLASHLIGHT IN THE DOORWAY. HE SAID RIGHT AFTER HE HEARD LIKE A LAUGH AND THEN HEARD THE DOOR WHERE JERRY WAS SLAM, AND HE HEARD THE FRONT DOOR SLAM. BRENT SAID HE ALMOST mad HIS PANTS BECAUSE WHEN HE RAN TOWARDS JERRY HE SAW THIS BIG MASS OF BLACK WHATEVER IT WAS GLIDE DOWN THE LAST STEPS OF THE STAIRS AND THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR. HE WENT TO JERRY'S DOOR AND HE SAID AT FIRST HE COULD NOT OPEN IT. AFTER A FEW SECONDS THE DOOR SUDDENLY OPENED EASILY. BRENT SAID THAT JERRY COULDN'T MOVE. HE LOOKED TRAUMATIZED AND SCARED BUT DID NOT RUN. BRENT HAD TO PULL JERRY'S SWEATER BEFORE HE BEGAN TO RUN. THEN THEY FLEW OUT OF THE HOUSE.
FROM THE OUTSIDE ALL WE SAW WAS THEM GO IN, JERRY BY THE DOOR, THEN THE DOOR SLAMMED SHUT, WE ALMOST LOST IT OURSELVES. MY FRIEND CRISTINE STARTED CRYING, AND BRIAN WAS IN PANIC. I WAS FELLING LIKE IT WAS ALL HAPPENING IN SLOW MOTION. THEN WHEN WE FINALLY SAW THE DOOR OPEN, WE HEARD THE DOGS. WE YELLED FOR THEM TO HURRY, WHILE AT THE SAME TIME WE STARTED RUNNING TOWARDS THE CAR. WE FINALLY GOT TO THE CAR AND WE THOUGHT WE WERE SAFE BUT WE COULD HEAR THE DOGS STILL COMING. THEY WERE GETTING CLOSER. WE GOT IN THE CAR AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW WE GOT OUT OF THERE. ALL I REMEMBER AFTER THAT WAS FEELING MY HEART IN MY THROAT.
I AM 36 YRS OLD NOW, AND I REMEMBER THIS LIKE IT WAS LAST NIGHT!.. THIS IS THE TRUTH ABOUT THIS PLACE AND THIS I PUT THIS ON MY SON.
This all just makes me want to go back and explore! lol
Peace. J.
Growing up in Torrance, Ca ours was Vanderlip Mansion. Just outside of San Pedro in the hills of Palos Verdes stood the mansion.
From grade school and through high school the stories of ghostly encounters swept through the hallways. Kids going up and never coming out. The lucky ones just happy to be alive ..... swearing never to return.
I was actually out of school when myself and three friends decided on a warm summer night with nothing better to do to go and see if we too could experience Vanderlip Mansion and its ghostly happenings. Expecting to experience nothing, but coming out with a memory ..... a memory of fear.
Driving up the long driveway through a heavily wooded area we could see the large gate up ahead. Will it be open? I had heard that sometimes it was and others it wasn't ..... this night it was. Through the gate and on down the drive to the mansion. It was dark ..... you could see its shape up ahead. We stopped. Mostly deciding amongst ourselves whether or not to continue.
It was then we heard the dogs. Seeing nothing. Windows rolling upward. Hearts pounding. The strange barking all around us ...... yet no dogs to be seen. It was at this moment we decided to turn around and leave. We had heard of the dogs before. And what we were experiencing was real. With a few light screams of fear from myself and the other girl in the car ..... we left. And have had no desire to return.
Why I thought about this earlier today, I don't know. But I googled "Vanderlip Mansion" and this is what I got:
I have lived in the South Shores area of San Pedro, which is not to far from the PBC and Vanderlip Mansion, all of my life and have heard stories of the Vanderlip Mansion since I was about 5 lol. I have had several friends go there, all of them with stories they won't ever seem to forget, yet none of them have ever been inside the actual house. From my understanding the security is very much in effect due to kids constantly going up there before. I've heard several stories, but the most famous is this.
Frank Vanderlip a wealthy owner of land here in Palos Verdes went crazy and slaughtered his whole family and buried their remains out on a patio/stage type thing out in the front of the property (which I somewhat believe is true due to the fact that this is where most of the paranormal activity goes on). And as far as the story of his daughter falling in love with a slave, I've heard that was true as well, but his daughter was actually a cripple who was in a wheel chair, and after discovering this he slaughtered his daughter's lover and child.
This brings me to the most recent story I've heard from about a month or two ago. One of the girls I work with used to go there all the time, and she made a quick visit not to long ago. Apparently there is a gate not too far from the actual house itself with an open field. Her friend had to use the restroom so the two of them went down into this field (apparently where the old barn used to be) and immediately began hearing sounds of something squeaking almost as if a wheel chair were being moved through the dirt. She had shone her light on an area that had caught here eye down at the ground to see a pair of shoes, followed by two pant legs. As she moved the flashlight up the image seemed to fade out into a smoky type substance, and when she went back down to see the shoes they were gone.
I also heard another story of this field of two horses (almost statuesque if thats how you spell it lol), one large white one and a large brown one that seem to disappear into nothing?
Also, as far as the slaughtering of Vanderlips dogs, the rumor is that he took out their voice boxes and they still roam the property so they catch any intruders that lurk by, but from what I've heard this is actually a trick the police have used in recent attempts to stop trespassers, but it still is creepy to hear these dogs rustling around in the brush.
***I will interject here that this was written in 2007, June. Our experience was probably in about 1977, so whether or not the dogs barking (it was a quiet raspy bark) was a trick by police back then, who knows, or even if it is today ..... I don't know. But this was the first I had heard of that.***
Best way to probably get in to Vanderlips is just to wait for someone else to enter the gate and follow behind, the area itself is very trippy from what I've heard, something almost out of a horror movie, and not anything like the rest of Palos Verdes at all. If anyone knows the gate password, or any other stories of Vanderlips I'd definitely be interested to hear.
Another encounter ..... this one from 1987.
I LIVE IN SOUTH BAY AREA ALSO, BACK WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL (1987) I WENT TO VANDERLIP WITH A BUNCH OF FRIENDS (5 OF US). WE DROVE UP TO THE ROAD TO THE GATE, THEN WE WALKED DOWN THE TRAIL TO THE MAIN HOUSE, WHICH HAD A 6 FOOT FENCE AROUND IT BACK THEN, AS SOON AS WE GOT THERE WE HEARD THE DOGS BARKING. BRENT HAD BROUGHT SOME STEAKS AND A CHICKEN FOR THE DOGS AND TOLD US TO RUN TOWARDS THE BACK WHILE HITTING THE GATE AND WHEN WE THOUGHT THE DOGS WERE ALL THERE TO THROW THE MEAT OVER THE FENCE. WE DID WHAT HE SAID, AND WHEN THE DOGS WENT TO THE BACK, MY PSYCHO FRIENDS BRENT AND JERRY BOTH WENT OVER THE FENCE AND UP TO THE HOUSE. IT SEEMED LIKE FOREVER WAITING FOR THEM, WE COULDN'T REALLY SEE MUCH FROM THE FOG. BUT WE DID SEE THEM GO IN. JERRY HAD A TAPE RECORDER WITH HIM, BACK THEN WE DIDN'T HAVE DIGITAL PHONES, CAMERAS, ETC.. AND THIS IS WHAT THEY SAW.....
THEY SAID WHEN THEY WENT IN THERE WERE STAIRS THAT WENT TO THE 2ND LEVEL AND THERE WAS A ROOM TO THE RIGHT, AND A SMALLER ONE TO THE LEFT. THEY SAID THAT AS THEY STEPPED INTO THE HOUSE THEY COULD HEAR US YELLING OUTSIDE, BUT AS SOON AS THE STEPPED INSIDE COMPLETELY THEY DID NOT HEAR US ANY MORE.
(ON THE TAPE YOU COULD HEAR JERRY SAYING "OH SH*T" OVER AND OVER.) BRENT HAD THE FLASHLIGHT AND HE SAID THAT HE SAW A SHADOW BESIDE THEM GO TOWARDS THE STAIRS. JERRY WANTED TO LEAVE BUT BRENT WENT TOWARDS THE STAIRWAY. BRENT WENT UP THE STAIRS, JERRY STAYED AT THE BOTTOM. WE WERE OUTSIDE AND COULD SEE JERRY BY THE DOOR, WE YELLED TO HIM TO GET OUT BECAUSE WE THOUGHT THE DOGS WERE COMING. HE TOLD US HE NEVER HEARD US. JERRY SAID THAT THE INSIDE OF THE HOUSE STARTED GETTING COLDER AND FOGGY, HE CALLED BRENT THEN WENT UP THE STAIRS, HE SAID HE COULD SEE LIGHT MOVING AROUND IN THE ROOM TO HIS LEFT. HE THOUGHT IT WAS BRENT'S FLASHLIGHT. HE WAS CALLING BRENT'S NAME AND ON THE TAPE IT GET' S FUZZY/STATIC WHEN HE WAS DOING THIS. JERRY SAID THAT AS SOON AS HE STEPPED IN THE ROOM, THE DOOR SLAMMED SHUT AND HE ALMOST FAINTED. HE SAID THE ROOM GOT DARK AND HE COULDN'T SEE NOTHING. HE WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING AT THE SAME TIME.
BRENT SAID HE WASN'T EVER IN THAT ROOM. HE WENT IN THE ROOM TO THE RIGHT. HE SAID THAT HE DIDN'T EVEN HEAR JERRY COME UP THE STAIRS. HE SAID THAT HIS FLASHLIGHT STARTED DIEING OUT AND THAT'S WHEN HE WAS HEADING BACK TO GO DOWNSTAIRS. JUST BEFORE HE GOT TO THE DOOR , HE SAID HE FELT THIS HEAVY COLD BREEZE/WIND GO RIGHT NEXT TO HIM AND THAT HE SAW THE DOOR SHUTTING AND HE RAN AND STUCK THE FLASHLIGHT IN THE DOORWAY. HE SAID RIGHT AFTER HE HEARD LIKE A LAUGH AND THEN HEARD THE DOOR WHERE JERRY WAS SLAM, AND HE HEARD THE FRONT DOOR SLAM. BRENT SAID HE ALMOST mad HIS PANTS BECAUSE WHEN HE RAN TOWARDS JERRY HE SAW THIS BIG MASS OF BLACK WHATEVER IT WAS GLIDE DOWN THE LAST STEPS OF THE STAIRS AND THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR. HE WENT TO JERRY'S DOOR AND HE SAID AT FIRST HE COULD NOT OPEN IT. AFTER A FEW SECONDS THE DOOR SUDDENLY OPENED EASILY. BRENT SAID THAT JERRY COULDN'T MOVE. HE LOOKED TRAUMATIZED AND SCARED BUT DID NOT RUN. BRENT HAD TO PULL JERRY'S SWEATER BEFORE HE BEGAN TO RUN. THEN THEY FLEW OUT OF THE HOUSE.
FROM THE OUTSIDE ALL WE SAW WAS THEM GO IN, JERRY BY THE DOOR, THEN THE DOOR SLAMMED SHUT, WE ALMOST LOST IT OURSELVES. MY FRIEND CRISTINE STARTED CRYING, AND BRIAN WAS IN PANIC. I WAS FELLING LIKE IT WAS ALL HAPPENING IN SLOW MOTION. THEN WHEN WE FINALLY SAW THE DOOR OPEN, WE HEARD THE DOGS. WE YELLED FOR THEM TO HURRY, WHILE AT THE SAME TIME WE STARTED RUNNING TOWARDS THE CAR. WE FINALLY GOT TO THE CAR AND WE THOUGHT WE WERE SAFE BUT WE COULD HEAR THE DOGS STILL COMING. THEY WERE GETTING CLOSER. WE GOT IN THE CAR AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW WE GOT OUT OF THERE. ALL I REMEMBER AFTER THAT WAS FEELING MY HEART IN MY THROAT.
I AM 36 YRS OLD NOW, AND I REMEMBER THIS LIKE IT WAS LAST NIGHT!.. THIS IS THE TRUTH ABOUT THIS PLACE AND THIS I PUT THIS ON MY SON.
This all just makes me want to go back and explore! lol
Peace. J.
Our house appears to be haunted!
I have been having a hard time getting settled and comfortable, I havent been able to really relax in our new home in the more then two weeks we been here. And now I'm convinced we have a ghost, or demon or whatever you want to call that thing that seems to want to show itself to my son.
There have been little things happening, that always make you wonder what the heck, And Tyler has mentioned hearing things like foot steps and what not, but you always think they are hearing creeks in the house and what not.
Last week I woke up to a loud noise, When this happens I often assume the cats have knocked over the bird cage. Then my son Tyler was in my room, scared. I asked him if he had a bad dream as is the routine when he comes in scared. He said yea, but that he heard breathing. I assured him things were okay, and took him back to bed and tucked him in. The next morning it was discussed and I said, remember your sister (who is across the hall from him) snores loud and breathes heavy. He said yeah mom but I know what that is, she was across the hall from me at the other house. Nothing more was said of it, and I thought nothing more about it.
Last night, I woke up again to an even louder noise, and thought That has to be the bird cage. Then Tyler showed up scared. I asked did you have a bad dream, he said no not a bad one, but after the dream I woke up and saw something floating. Every hair on my body stood straight up. I KNEW this was a different scare, and that he must really be seeing something. I asked if he wanted to go to the couch, cause he did NOT want to go to his room. ANd he didn't want to do that, I asked how about your sisters room. He was okay with that. And was able to get to sleep. This morning when we all woke up, he said he had woken and seen a face, (looked like his brother steve sorta) and so he blinked his eyes, and opened again and saw more of an image with that face, then it began to move and he was terrofied and ran out the room, running into his door first, bruising his head.
After he had gone to bed last night, I just wanted to bawl, I already feel guilty moving kids here, and now this. I don't want us to live in fear like this. I did call this morning and talked to our Pastor, he's going to come out tomorrow night, and do an annointing and some praying. Just to help Tyler and us feel comfortable I guess. We aren't thinking it will get rid of it.
Tonight now, Hubby leaves to play basketball, though I asked him to stay. Kids are pretty scared, even my very brave 15 yr old. I'm scared, and it just sucked he left tonight. So I'm not real sure how we are going to deal with this.
There have been little things happening, that always make you wonder what the heck, And Tyler has mentioned hearing things like foot steps and what not, but you always think they are hearing creeks in the house and what not.
Last week I woke up to a loud noise, When this happens I often assume the cats have knocked over the bird cage. Then my son Tyler was in my room, scared. I asked him if he had a bad dream as is the routine when he comes in scared. He said yea, but that he heard breathing. I assured him things were okay, and took him back to bed and tucked him in. The next morning it was discussed and I said, remember your sister (who is across the hall from him) snores loud and breathes heavy. He said yeah mom but I know what that is, she was across the hall from me at the other house. Nothing more was said of it, and I thought nothing more about it.
Last night, I woke up again to an even louder noise, and thought That has to be the bird cage. Then Tyler showed up scared. I asked did you have a bad dream, he said no not a bad one, but after the dream I woke up and saw something floating. Every hair on my body stood straight up. I KNEW this was a different scare, and that he must really be seeing something. I asked if he wanted to go to the couch, cause he did NOT want to go to his room. ANd he didn't want to do that, I asked how about your sisters room. He was okay with that. And was able to get to sleep. This morning when we all woke up, he said he had woken and seen a face, (looked like his brother steve sorta) and so he blinked his eyes, and opened again and saw more of an image with that face, then it began to move and he was terrofied and ran out the room, running into his door first, bruising his head.
After he had gone to bed last night, I just wanted to bawl, I already feel guilty moving kids here, and now this. I don't want us to live in fear like this. I did call this morning and talked to our Pastor, he's going to come out tomorrow night, and do an annointing and some praying. Just to help Tyler and us feel comfortable I guess. We aren't thinking it will get rid of it.
Tonight now, Hubby leaves to play basketball, though I asked him to stay. Kids are pretty scared, even my very brave 15 yr old. I'm scared, and it just sucked he left tonight. So I'm not real sure how we are going to deal with this.
I do not believe in ghosts, I do not believe in ghosts, I do........
If someone tells me ghosts do not exist, I certainly won't argue with them. However, I do try to keep an open mind about things. As the great physicist, Carl Sagan, said, "Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence". And something happened to us lately that might even be evidence.
Tracy's mom was married to a man named Don for many years. Don was a tough old guy who was a paratrooper in the Korean War. Don had very strong opinions on almost any subject you wanted to discuss and he was always ready to share his opinions and speak his mind. I spent many enjoyable evenings talking with Don, having friendly arguments, and listening to his war stories
During the last year of his life, Don and his wife, Sue, (Tracy's mom) moved to Florida to be near his kids. When Don passed in Sept. 06, Tracy's mom wanted to move back to Tennessee. We helped her to move back and set up a manufactured home on the lot we own beside of us.
For Christmas that year we gave most of our family and friends "Atomic Clocks" as gifts. They look like this.
The clocks pick up the signal from the national atomic clock so it always shows the accurate time, day, and date. Note the day of the week displayed in the lower right corner.
Now what I am about to show you might be explained by somebody. If you know why it did this please let me know. It is still very strange that out of the dozen or so clocks that we gave away, this is the only one that ever did this.
A few days ago Sue was sitting in her living room thinking about Don, as she often does, when she looked up at her clock to see this.
I don't think that "Don" is a day of the week. There probably is a perfectly good explanation for this but......Hey Don. If that was you. It was nice hearing from you.
The next day, the clock was back to normal.
A somewhat LATE Halloween special...
You’ve heard of the phenomenon of “orbs” in haunted places. You’ve heard of ghosts and spooks and specters. But how many of YOU have actual PHOTOS of such horrors?! Heh.
(Disclaimer: This is actually a coworker of mine. See what working at a newspaper can do to a person? She was normal once, just like you. Be warned. Take heed. Be afraid. Be VERY afraid...)
(Disclaimer: This is actually a coworker of mine. See what working at a newspaper can do to a person? She was normal once, just like you. Be warned. Take heed. Be afraid. Be VERY afraid...)
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