Hi everyone. My mother was born in 1930, when she was 5 my grandparents lost their farm. They started working for a farmer about 20 miles away and moved into a workers house on the property. This house was near the barn, where they built a pig pen to raise their pork.
Several months after moving in the family started hearing someone walking on the tin roof over the living room of the house. Just the living room no where else in the house. The walking would start about dark and go on for hours. Grandpa would go out with a light and look but never saw anything.
After a couple weeks of the walking Grandpa ask the owner if the previous tenants had ever heard anything. He said no, but the last person who lived there just left without saying a word. The owner said he left everything and was never heard from again.
A little later when the hogs were being fed a bone was noticed in the pen. Grandpa picked it up and took it to town to get the doctor to look at it, the doc said it was a human leg bone. Grandpa took it to the sheriff to report it and was told to just forget it there wasn’t any thing he could do about it.
My grandpa went home, built a wooden box, gathered up all the bones he could find in the pig yard and put them in the box, and had a small funeral placing a cross on the grave. They lived in this house another 6 years and never heard the footsteps again.
The next place they lived was worse but I’ll have to hear that story again before I can tell it.
Thanks for all your great stories I enjoy reading them.
Sent in by Martha Swayze, Copyright 2010
MARTHA–that was so very sweet what your grandpa did for the ghost.but why would it just be one part of the house theats weird.that made me upset that the sheriff didnt do anything.it was a human bone so why wouldnt he do anything?maybe it was 70 years ago and the sheriff didnt thought it was relivent.i dont know.i would love to hear the other story so i cant wait.has anything happen to you that you know of?thats for the story.
Smart man, your grandpa. The law probably just didn’t want to get involved. It was a different time back then with more pressing things, like surviving. Or he could have had his own superstitions.
Back to grandpa……..a very nice thing to do for those bones. And when you get the skinny on the other story, do tell us.
Christina
your grandfather did a good thing. finding human bones in a pig pen would be creepy, but pigs have been known to eat meat and i think that if there was foul play involved, that would be the best place to bury a body. still creepy!!
Your grandpa was a fine and decent man! I believe those were the bones of that tenant that left without a word? Well his bones showed up didn’t they??? I am glad the bones were buried and the man’s soul can rest in peace…great tale!