Paul Kaspar - Rise
L Whitaker wrote -
As a young child I had a close relationship with a neighbor couple. They were elderly and I looked on them as " grandparents".
One evening, while getting ready to climb the ladder to my bed ( the top bunk), the husband entered my room and told me he was going on a long journey and wouldn't be back.
I chattered away asking questions as I climbed the ladder. However when I got onto my bed and turned around, he was gone.
I shrugged and went to sleep.
The next morning, at breakfast, I chattered away telling my mother about his trip.
It's been 60 years...and I still see in my mind's eye, the look of shock on my mother's face.
This startled me and I stopped talking as my mother sat down next to me and explained I couldn't have seen him...he had died the afternoon of the day before....
I wonder to this day how many of us, as children, see people who have " passed" and don't know, until told otherwise. I never saw him again.
In search of the dead.