From: swood@vela.acs.oakland.edu (Scott Wood - EVENSONG)
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: Re: Animal instincts?
Date: 20 Aug 92 19:56:21 GMT
Organization: Oakland University, Rochester MI.

kinstrey@unix.ecs.rpi.edu (Michael Kinstrey) writes:

`In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19231227@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
`>In article <EIVERSON.92Aug19230423@ithaka.nmsu.edu> eiverson@nmsu.edu (Eric Iverson) writes:
`>
`>> There are many well documented cases of this happening.  I've read
`>> some articles in Omega about this.  There are also many cases of animals
`>> spontaneously dying within a few days of their masters.  Weird stuff.
`>
`>I might also point out that this is not limited exclusively to
`>animals.  Case in point:
`>
`>My Aunt [...]

`My wife, Terry, and her mother are very close. They talk to each other
`almost every single day. Anyway, one afternoon while Terry was in
`college (over 400 miles away from home), she was suddenly hit with
`a very strong feeling that something terrible had happened to her
`mother. She immediately called home, and her brother told her that
`her mom had just been in a serious car accident less than an hour
`earlier, and was in the hospital.

Hi!  Scott here again.  I suppose since the vein that I started has led
into accounting human incedence of my neighbors' story, I guess I will
lead from here into a couple of family incedences:

Case #1:

	Back during World War II, my grandmother was apparently the
object of admiration for a young lad in her neighborhood.  She was in
fact married to and living with my Grandfather at the time, so that is
all the further it went.
	My grandfather was a worker in a factory that supplied metal
products to defense contractors and thus was not classified in a high
priority draft status.  However, it wasn't long before the young man
was drafted and sent to fight.
	My grandmother has said she received a few letters from the man
and even sent a few back to try and keep his spirits up.

	Late one summer evening she was awaken from her sleep by the voice
of someone calling her name.  She reckognized the voice as that of the
young man.  He sounded as though he was very weak and in pain.  She got
up and woke my grandfather to look but by the time that he was aroused
the voice had ceased.
	Thinking it just to be a strange dream or groggy hallucination
she tried to go back to bed.  A few days later she had learned that the
young man died in battle.  It was never learned (at least not by our
family) what the man's last words were.

Case #2:

	As I have previously stated, my grandfather worked in a factory
during the war.  He was laboriously working away at his metal press one
afternoon when he caught a strong scent of perfume.  He right away
recognized it as a brand his mother often wore.
	Thinking his mother had come by to pay him a suprise visit, he
wheeled around but found no one else around - and no women at all in
the shop.  The smell faded and he went back to work.

	Upon arriving home that evening he discovered that his mother
had passed away that afternoon.  Perhaps she had stopped to pay him
one last visit?


Case #3:

	My mother once told me of a dream / incedent she had.  She recalled
to me one morning that the night prior she awoke (or at least dreamed she
awoke) very tired but seeing a shadowy figure of a man at the foot of
her bed.  To her account she said it seemed very real.  The man reached out
and pointed a long finger at her abdomen and then his finger just seem to
pass into her body.  Very tired, she fell back to sleep.

	The next morning, she recalled it and figured it most have been a
very strange but realistic dream until she received word her mother had
been hospitalized with a tumor in the location the nightly visitor had
pointed to her.

Case #4:

	My mother again.  On two such occurances she has had dreams of
a car with a non-descript image at the wheel getting into an accident.
The first time more vividly seeing the car go off a dirt road into a tree.

	On this first incedent, my mother thinking that I drove more dirt
roads talked me out of taking a trip to a friends house that afternoon, not
really disclosing me about the dream till just before she went to bed for
the night.
	My brother had called to say he was spending the night at a friends
house.  Come 3:00 A.M. we found out that he had in fact been out with
his girlfriend, got into a fight, and later fell asleep on his way home and
hit a tree (survived with a few bruises).

	By the way, the other time, my father rear-ended a car....

swood
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