My Own Ghost Story

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3 total messages Started by Lewis E. Wolfgang Wed, 23 Dec 1992 22:53

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Author: Lewis E. Wolfgang
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 22:53

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Hi,

     Let  me preface my story with a little bit about myself.   I 
am 46 years old, have never subscribed to an organized  religion, 
have  worked for 28 years in a highly technical/scientific  envi-
ronment,  subscribe  to  Scientific American  and  The  Skeptical 
Inquirer,  and up until five years ago didn't believe in  ghosts.  
Now  I  am  not so sure.  We have all heard  ghost  stories  from 
friends,  and I always explained them away as "blots of  mustard, 
bits  of cheese".  I can't explain my story away that  way,   and 
now I confess to some internal puzzlement. 

     It was about 9:30 PM in Chula Vista, California (a suburb of 
San  Diego).   The evening was clear with the  temperature  being 
about 65 degrees F.  My wife and I drove our 1985 Toyota Van (the 
one with the big windshield) to the local supermarket and  parked 
approximately  in  the middle of the lot.  The parking  area  was 
well  lit with mercury vapor lamps (the kind that give off  white 
light, not these yellow-dim-bug-lights that are in use now).  

     As we walked back to van with my wife beside me I looked  up 
and saw a woman sitting in the drivers seat of OUR van.  Thinking 
non-verbally and quickly my train of thought went thusly:  "Opps, 
danger, wait, automatic burglar alarm turned on, hmm, how did she 
get  in,  couldn't, must be mistake".  The woman  was  wearing  a 
loose  fitting white garment.  She was illuminated by  the  pole-
mounted mercury lamps and did not glow internally.  

     As I thought "this must be mistake" I started to look  clos-
er. My wife on my left then made a sound that could be  described 
as  "Oof... oof... oof".  I glanced in her direction to see  what 
she was oofing about and saw that she had an incredulous look  on 
her  face  and was pointing at our van.  Up until  this  point  I 
didn't  say  anything to her about what I saw.   I  then  thought 
"Whups, waz-up" and looked back to the van.  It was now empty.  

     We  cautiously approached the van and it was  indeed  empty.  
The  burglar  alarm was armed and the seat was cold.   We  talked 
about what we had seen and even walked back to where we had first 
seen  her  to see if it was a reflection off of the  large  wind-
shield.  Try as we could, we could not re-create the effect.

     For me, this was a significant event beyond the fact that it 
happened to me first hand.  My wife made an independent,  contem-
poraneous  observation  of what I had seen!  This  precludes  the 
obvious  explanations for what we saw and I am convinced that  we 
did see something.  My wife, who is from the Philippines,  claims 
to have seen many ghosts (stories for another day) and says  that 
this  one looked like an old friend of her's who had the  misfor-
tune  of dying 10 days prior to our sighting.  My wife  was  dis-
traught  in  that she didn't learn of the death until  after  the 
burial  and  felt that she didn't have a chance to  properly  say 
good-bye.

     Could  this have been "the last good-bye"?  If so, why in  a 
Toyota van?     

                                        Luck,
                                        Lewie
                                        wolfgang@nosc.mil

Re: My Own Ghost Story

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Author: Tony Zugates
Date: Thu, 24 Dec 1992 22:50

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Lewis...thanks for the story..  

I think you are at what was once called NOSC, point loma, right?

I used to service computer equipment there both bayside seaside..
nice place to work!  

Anyway, do you know of the Proctor Valley ghost?  Proctor Valley
has a tale and for the life of me I cant remember the details.. it 
was a place for teenagers to go at night to see if they could 
encounter the ghost..  I have a friend who claims to have seen it.
He and some other of my friends went there for the same reason..something
to do for fun.. He claims that they were walking in the valley 
talking and they noticed something against the dark background about
50 yds away..it was lighter than the background foliage and taller
than wider..about the size of the human body.  He says that when they
noticed it they couldnt recognize what it was and it was stationary.
They didnt think much of it, could be anything and continued walking
and talking about what it could be.  They noticed though that it 
would change position.. They really couldnt tell if it was moving..
certainly, when they stopped to observe, it was stationary.  They 
would move up the road 50 more yards and it appeared to be trailing
them. Well, needless to say this scared the sh** out of them and 
they decided to go back to the car and head home without approaching
the object.  It wasnt glowing either, just lighter than the background.

I have never encountered anything supernatural and remain a skeptic
until the day I do.. I envy you.. I am intensely curious about these
things, being formally educated in science myself.  I know my 
friends and they are not ones to make up hoky stories...I can only 
assume that they described what they saw was what they think something
other than a reflection. There was no moon in the sky and this object
was lurking in foliage.   

I guess they saw the Proctor Valley ghost.. I think I recall hearing
that the ghost is supposed to be a woman.  

If you ever hear about this one, I'd appreciate you posting here...

Thanks, Lewis.

Re: My Own Ghost Story

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Author: Lewis E. Wolfgang
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 1992 06:13

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Hi.. about the Proctor Valley Ghost...

Well, I am Lewis's 17-year-old daughter and I have heard stories, tales,
rumors, etc. about this Proctor Valley ghost.  Many of my teenage friends
have either gone to this valley or heard these stories.  I'm always
talking about going there myself but I haven't gone yet.

A bunch of college guys I know did drive through Proctor Valley.  They said
they followed a long (dirt?  I can't remember) and dark road.  The only light
was from their headlights.  They reached the end of the road and saw a 
tree;  underneath they say they saw a lady dressed in white.  I can't quite
remember the details.

One tale I've heard is that cars will sometimes encounter this lady in
white standing in the middle of the road.  If you don't stop to let her in,
you will never return.

Another bunch of guys I know began their drive down the dark road, but say
that they were afraid the car wouldn't make it back (junk car) so they
turned back.

I remain skeptical about all of this.  I'll have to ask these friends
about the details again sometime because I have a terrible memory.
These are just rumors that I've heard.  One day I'll have to make that
drive into Proctor Valley myself to see what happens.  :)

Lewie's daughter,
Deborah

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