Chip writes “1978 or 79, my parents had built their dream home in a golf course subdivision out in the country kind of between the city & the closest 2 “bedroom communities” in the next county to the south. It was fairly remote at the time.
Surrounded by dying dairy farms, woods, abandoned rail spurs, creeks, ponds & lakes. I was 10 or 11, our house fronted on a long hole of the golf course, and the other side of the fairway was woods, at least a quarter section deep before the next road-I recall waking up to something that filled the entire window of my ground floor bedroom window-it was an almost floor-ceiling double hung window-I felt called or urged or encouraged to come to the window, but I was scared to, although I didn’t feel threatened or endangered, just afraid of the unknown I guess. I didn’t approach but I watched – all I could see was a huge shape that filled the window & was side-lit & slightly backlit by the moon, I could tell it was animate, moving & it was almost like it was talking in my head to come to it, not to be afraid, etc. The next day I asked my little brother whom I shared the bedroom with If he saw or heard anything, he hadn’t. I think I convinced myself I was dreaming. This occurred not 3 miles as the crow flies from a sighting that I found on BFRO under Missouri, Greene County, from 1983. Interestingly enough if you read this entry:
https://www.bfro.net/GDB/show_report.asp?id=2036
This same place (we called it Winoka) was a place my buddies & I frequented from about age 12 thru high school.
Over 40 years later I had encounter in southern Dallas County MO between Buffalo & Windyville while deer hunting, paced in the woods, touched on my boot while in deer stand.”
Brian L
I never thought much about the Queen of England thru my life….just kinda looked at the British Monarchy as more of a tabloid family/dynasty….etc. But I have to say, and maybe now that I’m 50 years old, my understanding of human time becomes more comprehensive….but when the Queen stated at some point when she was alive…. ‘Grief is the Price We Pay for Love’…..it rang so true I changed alot of how I see people in those kind of life situations. I guess we all eventually reach the point in life, if we live long enough, that life starts taking away more than it gives…..