I love the stories and y'all don't have to stop telling them since they are part of history that will be forgotten if they aren't written down and passed along. I remember my grandpa and grandma told stories like these when I was a child but I don't really remember much about them. I used to visit my Aunt Claudie Ray Cross and her mother, Leona Ray, lived with them and she was old and very frail. She loved to talk and I was young and loved to listen. After she would talk for awhile she would look out the window and say, "here comes Lige home for supper", and she would get up and totter back toward the kitchen. Lige was her husband who had been dead for many years but she always saw him out the window coming home. I always loved that about her. On Mon, Oct 31, 2011 at 7:28 AM, Jeannine K Smith <[email protected]>wrote: > > > Loved the story Janie. > > My McClellan grandmother also 'saw' the dead in her later years. She had > her first heart attack in 1971 and had several until she died in the early > 1980's. > > When she had the first attack the doctors didn't give us much hope that > she would survive. But slowly, very slowly she began to get better. > After she was back home she told us that she woke up in the hospital and > that her father (Dave McClellan from Hebron, the one murdered in the > 1930's), her husband (the one with second sight from earlier post) and > Jesus were in the room with her. She said that she was so glad to see > them and that they visited for a while. Then she said her father told her > that she was going to have to go back, that it wasn't time for her to join > them yet. She said she didn't want to but knew she had no choice. The > next time she woke up she was in ICU. > > After a later heart attack she lay in her hospital bed talking to people > she could see going up and down a long staircase in her room. She would > call out to them and said they were calling to her, saying hello and how > glad they were to see her. One I remember in particular was she kept > saying she could see Jim Hambrick who had been dead for a while I believe. > > The one time I saw her do this was after her last heart attack. Again she > was in ICU, sitting bolt upright in the bed talking to a host of people > she had known at Hebron as a child and young woman. She talked so much > that the nurses had to close the glass door to her room because she was > disturbing them. That went on for a little more than 24 hours. When she > finally quit the woman that had been sitting, talking and gesturing with > such animation was so weak she could not drink from a straw and her throat > was so raw she couldn't speak. > > That made a profound impact on me. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not one to > go chaseing after ghosts or mediums but there is something there. It > makes me think of the Bible verse that says that we now see through a > glass darkly and then face to face. It also brings to mind the great > cloud of witnesses we are told exists. > > I'll not tell anymore 'haint stories but sure have enjoyed this run with > the group. Made me remember folks that I've loved dearly that are gone on > before and makes me look forward to seeing them again one day. > > Jeannine > > > Jeannine Kirkpatrick Smith > > > ------------------------------- > Visit the Palmertree Family History website at > http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > -- Donna Kay Cross Griffin