I am 72 years old, and I live in an area of Kentucky where there are numerous small caves. Some are very large, and go for miles. None of these have been improved, and the public is not invited to visit or go into them. Many moons ago, the Cherokee Indians in this area lived in these caves during the winter months. I have found many Indian artifacts around the opening of the cave on my property.
One warm night in 1984, I stepped outside to smoke. My wife didn’t like me smoking in the house. The temperature outside was about 75 degrees. The moon was full. Off in the distance, about 100 yards from my house, I saw something that make the hair stand on my neck.
I saw what looked like a large white sheet, blowing in the wind, and it was coming right toward me. It was about 50 feet square, and at least 3 feet thick. As it moved in the moonlight, it was luminous. It was undulating like a sheet blowing in a strong wind. But, there was no wind that night.
As it got closer, I saw that it was going to miss me, so I stepped out farther into the yard. I spread out my arms and that apparition went through me, moving fast. It felt like some very cold air blowing out of an air conditioner!
I turned around, and the “sheet” went out of sight, undulating, toward the south.
What was it? I have no idea. But I have a creepy feeling that it was the ghosts of that Indian villagers who used to live there, and they were once again wandering over their former homes, checking them out.
If anyone has a better explanation, I’d like to hear it.
Written by Jim Cornett, Copyright 2009