I knew exactly where my great grandparents were
Marilyn Skipworth Streetman
I am more impressed with your site every time I receive the e-mail. I love to read about strange people and occurrences. This is probably because I am strange and I like to know I am not the only one. Odd/unusual happenings/knowledge seem to run in my family—we attribute them to ESP. I am willing to tell you about one of mine.
I spent about 4 years walking the large cemetery in Van Alstyne, Texas. I was looking for my mothers and fathers families that I knew were there somewhere. After about 1 year I found everyone except my fathers grandparents on his fathers side.
I spent the next 3 years walking the large cemetery in the sweltering Texas summers and the freezing Texas winters; and in Texas there is not much in between.
One hot summer I spent several hours walking the cemetery and finally said, “OK, I give up!!!–I am going home and I will not look for you anymore.” I got in my car and drove to the road that enters, and runs through the center of, the cemetery.
There I needed to turn right to go home but I could not. I sat there for a minute and suddenly realized I knew exactly where my great grandparents were. I turned left and drove to a big live oak tree, parked, got out and walked straight to their graves. Now every time I am in the cemetery I go by and say hello.
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