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September 2006 - Page 6
Leprechaun
by John
I am currently 37 years-old. I am a father, husband and small business owner. I had an experience when I was probably seven or eight years old. I saw what I would describe as a leprechaun.
It was summertime and I was with my mother running an erand to a nearby hospital. I was in the very back of her station wagon driving down a road that we drove down all the time. In fact, I still drive down that road, because I still live in the same town I grew up in. The area in question was a farmer's pasture right next to a state highway - NOT secluded. A small creek runs diagonally through the pasture. About halfway through, a dirt-faced area rises on the side opposite the highway. It is sort of a "bluff" on the opposing creek bank.
When we drove by that day, I noticed a little "man" standing on that bluff. He was less than two feet tall and perfectly porportional. He had on red overalls, a white, long-sleeved shirt, black shoes, a belt and hat. The hat was like a little derby. He was waving at me and smiling. As a child, I was left with the impression that he came from the side of the hill (bluff) and that's where he lived.
I have always called him a leprechaun, but the description is obviously not typical of what a leprechaun looks like. I never saw him again. That bluff is still there, but overgrown with vegetation. So he may still live there, today.
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