Back in 1990 or so, my husband and I were preparing to replace my mother’s kitchen flooring. The kitchen door opened on to a high outside deck with its railng top about 6 feet above the ground. We had the kitchen door open in order to take out the old linoleum, and I proceeded to bring in the shop vac. As I sat it down, it suddenly roared on with its loud motor-then shut off-then roared on again and off. My husband stopped pulling the refrigerator out from the wall and asked,
“Did that just turn on without being plugged in?”
Incredulously it had! I glanced out the open doorway and saw my brother’s ghost float by the railing. He was transparent but had color. He was in a walking stance but did not have motion-just floated by.
My brother had died on the property a few years before this happened.
Submitted by Mary Rodriguez
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