Boomers - Write

October 2009
Vol. VI
Issue # V

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Hello Everyone!

We’re just days away from the only night of the year when ghosts, witches and goblins abound, knocking on doors and hollering, “Trick or treat!” The word Halloween actually has its origins in the Catholic Church. It comes from a contracted corruption of All Hallows Eve. November 1, "All Hollows Day" (or "All Saints Day"), a Catholic day of observance in honor of saints. But in the 5th century BC in Celtic Ireland, summer officially ended on October 31. The holiday was called Samhain (pronounced sow-in), which means "end of summer," the Celtic New year. Whatever the meaning get the candy ready, turn down the lights and turn up the spooky music. Who knows, maybe a real ghost will make an appearance!


Deborah Shaw says a trick or treater at the front door of this house was unaware of two deaths that had occurred here: her grandmother and a woman who lived here before her parents bought the house. Though both died of natural causes, it seems at least one of them decided to stick around.

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Now on to all the paranormal news I have ready to share with you this month. When you get part way through this newsletter, you’ll need to go to the web site (you will see the link) to view the rest of the news. You will find a VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE in my Final Thoughts, so please read all the way through.


In This Issue



This month’s story comes from Mary Scheib, 59 of New Orleans, Louisiana (one of the most haunted cities in the country!)

Mary’s Sixth Sense Began In Childhood

"I have a history of paranormal experiences from when I was a child," says Mary Scheib of New Orleans, Louisiana.
The now 59-year-old says her experiences with the other side began when her maternal grandmother crossed over, just before her eighth birthday. Her grandmother came to live with them shortly after Mary was born and the two of them even shared a bedroom. In fact, Mary says, "She died sitting in her recliner, which was in that bedroom."
That physical closeness during her grandmother’s life led to a continued rapport after her death. "I don't remember this incident, but my brother said that I used to talk to my grandmother after she died," she said.
At 8 years old another unusual event occurred. It was October 9, 1958 (a year after her grandmother died (October 8, 1957).
"My mother had gotten me up to get dressed for school and I told her about the Pope dying as soon as I sat up in bed. She figured I was just dreaming, as he hadn't been in the best of health and was in his 80's. We got dressed and left the house to go to school. My mother taught at the same Catholic school I attended, so when the principal announced (the death of Pope Pius XII) over the PA system… my mother was ready to flip out. When we left to go home after school, as soon as we hit the car she asked how I had known… I told her that 'Nonnie" had told me about it early that morning."
Not only was her mother shocked, but her brother as well.
"My brother told me years later that I gave him a case of the creeps, since he heard me tell my mother about it that morning and heard about it during the day."
Mary’s mother was concerned about the state of her daughter’s mental health and took her to see a child psychologist. The psychologist felt that perhaps the trauma of her grandma dying in their house was the cause of her strange behavior and suggested they move. Shortly afterward, they did move to another house. However, Mary’s innate abilities did not change.
"Two years later, I was sitting in my 5th grade class when around 1:30 p.m., I felt a pain in my chest like severe heartburn. A little while later, I was called out of the classroom and saw my mother standing in the hall. Before she could say anything, I started crying and just said, 'Daddy's dead.' I just knew it… don't know how. He had died at work of a massive heart attack."
Aside from her grandmother’s messages, Mary began receiving warnings from a friend who had been killed in a car crash in 1969.
"Once she even warned me about a man who was following behind me along the curb in his car. I heard her voice behind me telling me to turn around and look right away and then after I did and saw the guy, she said to run. The warning gave me time to run away home and call the police. I gave them a description of what he looked like but I didn't remember anything about the car except that it was blue. Then I heard my friend's voice in my ear repeating a license plate number. I gave it to the police officer taking the report. About an hour later, he called and said that the description I gave fit a suspected rapist the police had been trying to pick up, and the license was for a stolen car."
Had it not been for her friend’s warning, who knows what might have happened to her.
Yet another strange incident occurred in March 2001 when her brother Nick was terminally ill. In deep depression, he had left the house and no one knew where he’d gone.
"I came home and found the (suicide) note, reported it to the police but they said that until he was gone 24 hours, he wasn't considered a missing person. So my significant other and I went out hunting all over town to try to find him or his car. Finally around 11:30 p.m., I said out loud, 'you have to tell me where you are. I won't go home until I find you.'"
All of a sudden, she knew where to look.
"Sure enough, he parked his car near a field on the outskirts of town and had started to go into the field where he shot himself."
Mary says Nick has returned a few times since that fateful night.
"About six weeks after his death, I fell and broke my shoulder. I had taken some days off work, as I was in tremendous physical pain, as well as still being distraught over his death. I was lying in bed and hadn't taken anything for pain yet, so I know it wasn't a drug-induced hallucination. I had just asked out loud as I was crying, 'Why did you do it? Why did you leave without even saying goodbye?' As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I felt someone sit on the edge of my bed. I looked and it was my brother, looking like he was about 21 rather 58, his age at death. He put his arms around me and said he hadn't said goodbye because he never left. He said that he would be around whenever I needed him and that everything was going to be okay. He kissed me on the cheek and then disappeared."
Mary thought perhaps due to her deep grief over the loss of her brother that she might be imagining things. However, when she spoke with her partner, she realized that his otherworldly visit was the real deal. He had seen her brother walking along the halls of the house a few times since he’d died. A friend who stayed with them temporarily also saw Nick.
"She asked me shortly after she moved in if I had seen Nick in the house since he died. I said that I had and asked why she asked. She replied that when she was looked toward the kitchen, he was standing by the dining table watching her and smiling. As soon as she started to walk toward him he disappeared."
It seems Nick also kept his word about watching out for his sister too.
"We lost the memory card in Hurricane Katrina but we had a couple of pictures from a digital camera showing a smoky looking presence holding up a tree branch that had broken during a bad wind storm and fallen on the power line to my house. When the power company repairmen came out, they said that they didn't know how the line didn't break because the branch was that heavy. Everyone who saw the picture just said one thing: 'It's Nick!'"
Mary has seen many other spirits come and go over the year as well and her experiences have led her to believe "that when there's a strong bond of love, it can surmount anything, even death. I don't believe in ghosts, per se, but I do believe that our souls live on in another plane after death, whether you call it heaven or what. I think that our loved ones do come back when they think we need help."

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Michael Jackson’s Final Message

"Hello. My name is Michael Joseph Jackson.
I’ve come here today….
This is difficult…very difficult for me…
I have come back to say there will be no recurrences with people
who have been accused of my death. I did not commit suicide.
Although I take full responsibility for my death, there should be no
charges brought from anybody. I am totally responsible for my passing.
That is all I wanted to say. And I will carry on my work from this side of life.
And I hope that the world will listen this time.
Thank you."

"To learn how and where this message was received go here.

What Lurks on the Exorcist Stairs!


This photo was taken in Georgetown, D.C. at the scene of where the priest falls down the stairs in The Exorcist. It is believed that the movie was 'loosely' based on fact. Could it be that a lost soul actually does linger here?


Join in on the most intriguing issues of the day!

A Child Ghost Is Living In My House!

"It's official," says my friend, co-writer and author Dawn Colclasure. "A child ghost is living in my house!"
Dawn posted a blog recently in which she recounted what happened one evening while cleaning up a food mess on her son, Jesse’s high chair.
"I had the high chair just outside of the dining area and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the figure of a child going into my bedroom. I thought it was (my daughter) Jennifer because I saw a thin frame and small white legs."
"Jennifer, you're supposed to be in bed," she said still cleaning up.
"Just earlier, the kids had had their shower/bath and the baby was asleep. I knew I'd left that room with Jennifer getting into bed. After I cleaned up a big gob of old spaghetti off the chair, the whole time with the door to my room in view, I went to the bedroom expecting to find her in there, going through things she wasn't supposed to be going through. But... she wasn't in there. I froze, holding my breath. I walked out of the room and slowly walked to the other bedroom. Sure enough, my daughter was in bed. Sleeping!"
Now Dawn believes a child ghost might be haunting them or perhaps just visiting her own children.
"It would explain the many times that I've found things moved around or books on the floor that were on shelves shortly after I moved here! (In all honestly, I thought somebody broke into my house and nosed through my stuff.)"
But this was not the first time Dawn saw the little girl ghost in her house. And somehow, she felt that she’d originally been drawn to the place and quite literally, had to rent it.
"As I stood in the kitchen talking with my future landlord, I got a very strong impression that a man and his daughter had lived here. They might as well have been in the same room as we were! I felt that impression so strongly, but I didn't say anything about it... until now. I do know a man lived here before me. Actually, a couple lived here. Maybe it's not them, but residents from way back when or something."
Whatever the case, Dawn says she plans to look into the history of the house in an attempt to determine who lived there before and might have had children. She also hopes to catch a clearer glimpse of the child the next time she shows herself.
"Maybe next time," she said.

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