"I was brought up by my grandmother from the age of 18 months and, never knew my mother or father. My father's name was never mentioned.
It wasn't until I was 46 years old that I discovered his name and that for all these years he lived only a half hour's bus ride away from me! Also, I discovered I had two sisters and a half brother. From the information on the death certificate, I found out where my father was buried.
I went straight to the cemetery. I knelt down beside my father's neglected grave and sobbed 'Father. If only you'd lived long enough for me to see what you looked like' When I looked up I saw the ghostly figure of a man dressed in a blue uniform. He was stood on the top of a grave in a position that would be impossible for a real person to climb to.
I also noticed that the figure faded away from below the knee and there were no feet. He smiled at me. In utter horror I fled from the grave yard. When I met my new found sister I explained what happened and described the man I saw. She said nothing but handed me a photograph of my father- the first picture I had ever seen of him. It was the exact likeness of the ghost I had seen in the graveyard.
Mrs Jean C- Appleby, Cumbria."
It wasn't until I was 46 years old that I discovered his name and that for all these years he lived only a half hour's bus ride away from me! Also, I discovered I had two sisters and a half brother. From the information on the death certificate, I found out where my father was buried.
I went straight to the cemetery. I knelt down beside my father's neglected grave and sobbed 'Father. If only you'd lived long enough for me to see what you looked like' When I looked up I saw the ghostly figure of a man dressed in a blue uniform. He was stood on the top of a grave in a position that would be impossible for a real person to climb to.
I also noticed that the figure faded away from below the knee and there were no feet. He smiled at me. In utter horror I fled from the grave yard. When I met my new found sister I explained what happened and described the man I saw. She said nothing but handed me a photograph of my father- the first picture I had ever seen of him. It was the exact likeness of the ghost I had seen in the graveyard.
Mrs Jean C- Appleby, Cumbria."
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