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Ken
Local Historian & Researcher
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Posted -
02/07/2004
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Copy of E-mail received yesterday.
About a year ago, I was walking home at lunchtime from Gisburn Road Nursery Barnoldswick with my son. We started to walk past Cravenside old peoples home when I noticed a young man crossing the path to Cravenside next to the grass, he looked and smiled at me, he was carrying a brown paper bag. I just remember thinking what a lovely warm friendly smile he had as he went off for his dinner(what I presumed was in the bag), then without taking my eyes off him he vanished. I never said anything to my son as he was only 4 at the time. It wasn't until he vanished that I realised he must have been a ghost, and when I started to recall more detail in my mind I remembered that his clothes were greyish brown and dusty looking(at the time of sighting I just thought builders apprentice) afterwards I'd say more Victorian or 20's/30's. I have later found out this used to be the coal yard where the old peoples home now stands, maybe he was a young man who lost his life there, or maybe he comes back in spirit to the coal yard because he was at his happiest, when he worked there? If you can possibly shed any light on this story I would be grateful. contact me joannacw@supanet.com Thanks. Joanna Warrington.
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Cathy
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Posted - 22/12/2006 : 08:34
To my mind, it's all about the Love Connection....it never dies. I feel sorry for those who are either too busy to look a little deeper, or too closed of mind to recognise these messages. There really is a whole other sphere within us, or out there, depending on how you look at it.
All thru the fields and meadows gay .... Enjoy Take Care...Cathy |
Sue
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Posted - 22/12/2006 : 11:10
I agree Cathy.When Mum died I knew the instant she left us. She was a Catholic but had not been active for year. When she died we had a private service for her some days before the actual funeral. Before the service that atmosphere was sad, intensely sad and can I say disturbed. At the instant that the Priest blessed Mum, my sister and I felt a movement rising off our shoulders, we both suddenly felt very light and the whole atmosphere changed. We both knew she had left us at that instant. I could go on about the feelings related to this, but anyone who has lost someone really close knows what I am talking about
Sue
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Flutterby
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Posted - 23/12/2007 : 08:15
I was walking through Nelson with my son who was a young teenager,ten years ago. A young boy in a large woven irish tweed suit with matching waistcoat crossed our path and took of his hat. Smiled at us both thensaid "Good morning" , he then looked at my son spoke again and said in a a irish accent " Give my regards to your Da",(would say he was no more than ten years old) He certainly looked like he was from another era, at the time i thought he was out of place No ! he wasnt a leprechaun, was he a ghost ? We certainly still talk of this strange brief meeting as we both saw him clearly
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