My Uncle Joe, who is 88 years old, sees dead people. He has had that ability all his life. He told me of an incident that happened when he was a young man: One night, after returning from a party, the face of a girl co-worker (who he was fond of) appeared against the curtains of his living room. He instinctively knew that something was wrong from that apparition. Sure enough, he learned later on that evening that she had died in a car crash. I guess she appeared to him to say goodbye!

He also related to me a story about a time when he and my family visited the “Robert Lewis Stevenson” house here in California. My family and I were touring all over the house and did not see anything out of the ordinary. Uncle Joe, however, had stopped outside of the library and was admiring an antique doorknob when he happened to glance up and see a lady dressed all in black “glide” out of the kitchen area and into the pantry across the hall! He reckons it was the housekeeper from that long-ago time period.

(…stay tuned for more short tales from Uncle Joe)