Imagination or fact? You Decide And Tell Me…
My uncle Albert who was and still has a key role in the group died last May 8th 2009 In Albany Medical Center with a blood clot to the brain. Albert was 64 years of age. He passed at 10pm Friday night. Now it was hard. He lived with us and was like our best friend.
Well it was around 10 am Tuesday morning May 5th when I was upstairs and Albert was downstairs. It was quite down there so I went down to see what was going on. The TV was on and Albert was in the bathroom. I sat in the kitchen for awhile and went next door to my cousins house. Which was only across the hall. I sat there and talked with her for about 15 minutes or so. I went back to my apt. and the bathroom door was still closed. I knocked on the door and got no reply. I then said out loud. Albert you alright in there man? No reply. I looked under the door and saw that the light was out. I went to open the door and the door came back on me quick and shut hard on me. I thought I was intruding so I said to Al hey man you ok or what? Still no reply.
I went to open the door again and still the door came back on me however this time I kept it cracked open as much as I could. Well I looked into the bathroom and saw that Albert was up against the door on the floor with his back against it breathing funny. I didn’t see much as I mentioned earlier that the bathroom light was off and there was no window in the bathroom as well. I then panicked a bit and opened the door enough to carefully push him to the side so that I could break the door out. The door opened from the inside. I literally busted the door off the hinges and took the door out. I yelled to my cousin to call 911 right away.
I stayed with Albert until the ambulance arrived. Then he was gone. I was sitting there with my cousin in total disbelief as to what just happened. My cousin looked over to me and said. Bill aren’t you going to ride with Albert to the hospital. I looked at her and said no he will be fine. And that’s when it all changed in my entire life… I was the kind of person who has been involved my entire life with the paranormal world. That when someone who had died around me that was close to someone I knew. I always told them to don’t worry about it. The person is in a better place and you will be ok. Man if I could go back now to change that hypocritical saying.
I then at that moment realized that Albert was in serious condition and looked at the floor where paramedics were putting all this stuff into Albert. The wrappers and the tubes were all over the floor. I never had to deal with death so close to me than I just had to at this moment. I then stood up and paced into the living room and came back out to the kitchen and then bam. It hit me and it hit me hard. I fell onto the kitchen counter with my arms and head down and started crying. I haven’t cried before this since 1988 when my grandfather passed away. I was all Albert really had as family. It was left to me to make sure he had the best funeral one could give. I did just that for Albert.
Well the year went on and things were getting better for me day by day. Like I said that moment changed my life forever… We moved from the house two weeks later. I couldn’t be there any longer. Time went on and here we are one year later. You see Albert was very active in the Keepers Of The Circle Paranormal Group. I wrote a complete goodbye for Albert at his funeral. The end of the goodbye I stated Keepers Of The Circle Forever my comrade we will see you later.
Well as I was saying the year went by and it is now the anniversary of Albert’s death. Please keep in mind nothing happened all year pertaining to any connection with Albert. Until May 7th 2010. It all started at exactly 7:51am. I was checking my email and saw Albert’s picture there on the update section of my connections. It said AL ACTIVATED HIS YAHOO PROFILE. The thing is no one has his password not even me. I opened his profile up and there was nothing there. No in memory of Al or anything. In order to activate a yahoo profile you have to have a password… That’s number one thing that happened on this day.
Now later on in the day at around 5pm. Me and my fiancé are in the kitchen of our new house. She’s at the computer and I’m at the kitchen sink getting a glass of water when suddenly there was a bang in our room. Now in our new place we have hardwood floors so something falling would definitely be heard clearly. I went into the room and found that the bed on one side was away from the wall and the TV remote was on the floor. Ok that was number two that day.
Now later on that night the group gets together every Friday night and we have our weekly meetings and head out on investigations. Well we all went to Saratoga Battlefield to do an outdoor investigation. We all were standing on the battlefield having an EVP session. The time was exactly 12:24 am May 8th the day Albert passed away last year. Well my cell phone rang. I never seen this number come up on my phone ever. The rule is all cell phones are to be shut off during all investigations. Well for some odd reason because I never forget to shut my phone off. I didn’t. I answered the phone and it was a robotic kind of voice I couldn’t make it out so I hung up. In the meantime the entire group is looking at me weird. They weren’t sure if someone was calling for them from there families or what. I told them all I don’t know this number and the voice was robotic like. I then said I don’t know this number and that I will call it back and put it on speaker. I did just that redialed that phone number. It answered Thank You for calling Albany Medical Centers automated phone line. To make a longer story shorter. Albert Died in Albany Medical Center.
Please keep in mind that everything that happened above did not happen the entire year prior to Albert’s Anniversary date. Oh also about a month ago we had just picked up a new piece of equipment for EVP work. We all went out on our back porch here at the new house and did a EVP session. Well we have a perfect class A EVP of a voice exactly sounding like Albert that says after Frank asked is there anyone here who would like to communicate with us said AL LEE. Clear as day… Albert Keepers Of The Circle Forever My Friend. I’m waiting for you to fully show yourself to me and tell me more… Ill keep you all posted.
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May God bless him. May he he forever live in Heaven. I like it because it actually isn’t haunting. As normally everybody lives and dies. I like it very much that you love him. He just fell unconscious and he probably woke up later. I’m really sure there was no evil in this story. God bless you and him
Thanks for the comment. The whole thing behind this story is one of paranormal or scientific ?. I mean hey the exp. I had to endure was one of what many endure in thier lifetime as well. However , Do you find it strange that all year goes by and not a peep then all heck breaks lose in one day. The one day exactly one year later of Uncle Al’s death all this happened ??. I dont know but I do believe he might have something to say. I will not look into this to much however , I will keep an open mind just in case he is. This way I wont be ignoring him. If you can explain this please feel free to leave your theory…Thank You…..
sorry to hear that he past.maybe when he tryed to communicate (maybe)that he wanted to celibrate with you.i dont know.thansk for the story.
This is quite poss. I need to have an open mind. However , I know the mind can play twisting thoughts on a person. I will not dwell on Albert. I will just keep open to the poss. that Albert is finally gaining the energy he needs to come through…This is my theory. If you have another please feel free to leave yours. Thank You….
maybe just maybe he wasnt thinking he was dead.ig that makes sense.and thats why he was around.and somehow he crossed over.i dont know.weird idea i know.thanks for commenting me back.
I think Albert must have loved you very much and wants you to remember this fact. My mom passed away very peacefully several years ago, and every now and then she leaves things for my sister or me to find — things that meant something to her that only we would understand — or visits us in our dreams or thoughts, especially during meditations. My sister and I are extremely irreverant which used to drive our Mom nutz when she was alive. (not disrespectful though) so we always get such a giggle when Mom comes through to one or both of us. We know she’s just trying to remind us that she was here and that she loved us very much…or she’s trying to tell us to “shape-up girls”! LOL
I believe that Albert was identifying himself by using the date and place of his death so you would know that it was him. The strange thing is his Yahoo Profile – everything gone! Though it might sound silly, I think there is some kind of meaning behind it.
My mom was not an easy person to get along with, but she had a lot of problems, which I won’t go into. But at 21 (long time ago), I was married & living in SC, having moved from California were my mom lived. She found out that she has cancer, and she had my sister & her husband there to take her to the hospital. I was to fly out in a couple of weeks to be with her. She had throat cancer and the operation was a new procedure, and when I called her doctor, he said the operation went well, and she was doing great. A week later mom went home to my sister’s place until she got better. Two days later my sister called me around 5 in the morning, saying that mom took a turn for the worse and was back in the hospital, and could I get out there as soon as possible because it didn’t look promising. I got a plane out that morning.
The entire time on the flight, I kept praying (and I wasn’t a Christain back then) that please God let her live. Let her live long enough so that I can tell her everything between us is all right. That in spite of everything, I love her. Then a voice said, “Your mother has died.” It wasn’t a thought inside my head; it came from outside as if someone leaned over to speak to me. And I knew the words spoken were true, and I broke down crying and couldn’t stop. One of the flight attentants came over and asked if I was okay, and if she could do anything for me. All I could do was shake my head, no. To shorten this – my sister, her sons and girlfriend were at the airport to meet me. Once in the car and on the way, my sister didn’t mention mom and I didn’t ask any questions. We got to my sister’s house, which confirmed the truth of the voice I heard, because why wouldn’t I have been brought to the hospital? My sister told me once we got into the house, but mom didn’t die when I was enroute. She had died before my sister had even called me. For the longest time I could’nt figure out why I was told that. I would have found out from my sister. But later I realized that my entire trip on the plane (until I was spoken to) was pleading for a chance to tell my mother that nothing matter except that I love her. I’m thinking she is still alive because I was told that she took a turn for the worse. Was it to hush my prayer because it was fruitless? I don’t know for sure. But my worry was for my mom. I wasn’t a Christain, but I believe in a heaven and a hell.
My sister told me that when mom came home from the hospital that she had to sleep downstairs. My sister & her husband’s bedroom was upstairs, and in the early morning they heard my mom yelling. My sister ran, finding our mom soaking wet trying to crawl up the steps. The front door was wide open and it was raining. Mom was yelling that an evil ugly man was trying to get her, saying “your mine now”, and she ran to get out of the apartment. She said that she banged on other people’s doors for help, but everytime the door opened, the man was there laughing, saying the same thing over and over. Mom died before the ambulance could get there.
I don’t know what to say about this, because I don’t like to think about it. I went to bed crying, scared for my mom. And my prayers turned to pleading once more. Please no hell.And then a warmth came over me; it felt like a blanket had been draped across me, and I felt at peace, and went to sleep. Was this her goodbye to me? Was she letting me know that she was okay?
And maybe Albert was letting you know that he was at peace. Maybe your ‘In Memory Of’ was gone as a signal to you that he had witness it. He got to say goodbye.