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June 2004 – Page
26
Civil
War Ghost
by Charles L.
One night some years ago, my grandfather relayed a story that I find absolutely compelling.
One October night in the late 1950s, while on a sales trip through the hills of rural Pennsylvania, my grandfather was travelling on a back road when he saw a vagabondish looking man walking by the side of the road far off into the distance. He said his dirty blue-ish looking clothes looked torn and he was stumbling, like he had either had too much to drink or had been in one hell of a fight. The closer he got to this man, the worse he began to feel for him and thought he would at least offer him a lift to the next town. As he got closer, he saw that this man was all cut up and burned and wearing a blue uniform with a blue fedora with a yellow band. Then in an instant he saw that it was a Civil War military uniform of some kind.
My grandfather went to pull over after passing him a bit on the road. He sat there waiting for this person to come walking up to the car. Then he looked behind him and could see the man stumbling up so he turned around and opened the side door for him and then sat and waited, but no one came to the door as he sat there. He looked behind him in the back window and there was no one there.
So he got out of the old Plymouth and looked around, thinking the old drunk tripped or something... but there was absolutely no one there behind the car. He assumed for whatever reason the man went off into the woods or something. He yelled out into the woods to check if the guy needed a ride again and again, but no answer came from the woods.
So he got back into the car shut both doors and took off. About three miles ahead there was a sign that read "Gettysberg Battlefield – ahead on right." Hmmmmm.
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