During the time Hurricane Irene was hitting South Carolina where my Uncle Earl lived, he passed away from a stroke. I actually told my mom the day he died to call him and ask if he had made it off the island he lived on. My mother did not have his phone number. My Aunt Pattie came by that Monday stating he had passed and my mom’s first thought was he had got caught on the island but he did not it was a stroke.
Well a couple of weeks later I was on my computer watching a show and I saw someone at my door and I looked around to ask my brother in law if he wanted something and I saw what looked like a tall man with dark hair and he disappeared. I told my sister who is the only one that ever met him. I told her what I saw and she laughed stating that my uncle looked just like that. Like the title says I never met him and now I won’t it makes me sad.
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