Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part Three)

I knew that it would be very difficult to locate my Uncle Johnny’s Grave. Especially when you consider all I had to begin a search was his Veteran’s burial flag. But after that dream I had about my mother and her very vivid conversation with me about Uncle Johnny,I had a feeling that divine help was with me and it would only be a matter of time before something happened that would lead me to Uncle Johnny’s Grave. Little did I know that I wouldn’t have to wait too long for that divine intervention!

 

We happened to be getting ready to move a few weeks after I had the dream,and anyone who has moved knows the hassle of gathering all your “stuff” into boxes and going through your current place of residence to make sure you get everything packed and secured for the moving trucks. Our move

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August 15th,2011 | Tags:,,,,,,,, | Category:Experiences | Leave a comment

Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part Two)

My wife wasn’t home. She hadn’t been for several hours but I swear I heard her call me into the house. When she did arrive home I told her what had happened and she and I agreed that I must have been hearing things. I have been known to do that often. I am not sure some of the things I hear can be explained,but I know I have voices in my head so I pass it off as that. Sometimes those voices help me get through things,sometimes they get me into trouble. Most times they just irritate me.

 

I couldn’t get my Uncle Johnny’s flag out of my mind that night. As I said,when I went into the basement it drew my attention so intensely,as though I was supposed to see it and think about him. Can’t really explain that to anyone,that feeling,

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July 28th,2011 | Tags:,,,,, | Category:Experiences | Leave a comment

Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part One)

I hardly knew my Uncle Johnny,but I loved him dearly.

 

When I was a little kid I remember the day my Uncle Johnny moved away from New Jersey. When I asked my parents why that had happened I remember my mother telling me that Uncle Red (that was his nickname) wasn’t coming back to New Jersey for a very long time and I shouldn’t be sad he had left. She told me that I should just remember the good times I had with him and those happy moments where he would pick me up,put me on his shoulders and run around the house or the yard and act like a wild horse or a raging bull.  She told me to always think about the times that he would make me laugh so hard that I couldn’t catch my breath and also all the presents he would give

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July 9th,2011 | Tags:,,,,, | Category:Experiences | One comment

The Tug On My Sleeve

On a cool Summer night in 1987 I was driving on Route 280 East in New Jersey at about 2:30 in the morning. I was not tired at all,wide awake in fact. This drive late at night was not really a big deal for me,as I always have been a night person because of my playing gigs and leaving clubs this late most times.

 

Moving along at a good pace (around 75MPH) and in the left lane I had the strangest feeling that came upon me. A feeling that there was someone else in the car with me. Looking around inside the vehicle there was no one. “I must be insane” I thought to myself. Driving further on,maybe another 5 or 6 miles the feeling came upon me again,this time much stronger. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone sitting in the

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June 22nd,2011 | Tags:,,, | Category:Experiences | One comment