Since: Oct 10

Kirksey, KY

#266 Aug 15, 2011
Looking into it the confirmations I can find on such short notice either point to Tennessee or Kentucky with an outside possibility of Michigan.
Dr Pepper

Benton, KY

#267 Aug 16, 2011
One of the best and well documented ghost or “crisis apparition” stories of modern times took place at the end of World War I.
Lieutenant David McConnell was an eighteen-year-old British trainee pilot. On the morning of December 7, 1918, his commanding officer unexpectedly asked him to fly a small plane to a field at Tadcaster, some sixty miles from his home base at Scampton. Another pilot was to accompany McConnell in a two-seater plane. McConnell was to leave his plane at Tadcaster, and it was the second pilot’s job to bring McConnell back to his home base as soon as soon as he had accomplished the mission.
At 11:30 a.m. McConnell told his roommate, Lieutenant Larkin that he had to deliver an airplane to Tadcaster but that he expected to be back that same afternoon.
The sixty-mile flight from Scampton to Tadcaster was a routine one under normal conditions, but along the way the two planes ran into a heavy fog. The pilots landed and telephoned their home base for instructions. McConnell was told to use his own discretion, so they took off again for Tadcaster. The fog got worse and McConnell’s companion in the two-seater made a forced landing. McConnell, however, continued the flight to Tadcaster. Upon reaching the field, he started his approach for landing at a bad angle and crashed. McConnell was thrown violently forward and smashed his head on the gun mounted in front of him. A witness to the crash rushed to the plane and found the pilot dead. His watch had been broken in the crash and was stopped at exactly 3:25 p.m.
At the same time McConnell crashed at Tadcaster, his roommate, Larkin, was sitting in the room they shared at Scampton reading and smoking. He heard footsteps coming up the corridor and heard the door behind him open. Then he heard the familiar words,“Hullo, boy!” This was McConnell’s customary greeting. Larkin turned around and saw McConnell, or what looked like McConnell, standing in the doorway, about eight feet from him. He was dressed in the standard flying outfit, but instead of a flying helmet he was wearing a naval cap. McConnell often wore a naval cap because he had served in the naval air service and was very proud of that.
To Larkin there seemed nothing odd about McConnell’s coming in at that moment. He said,“Hullo! Back already?” The figure replied,“Yes. Got there all right. Had a good trip.” The figure then said,“Well, Cheerio!” and went out, closing the door behind him.
A little while later, the time was approximately a quarter to four, another officer, Lieutenant Garner Smith, came into the room. Garner Smith said that he hoped that McConnell would be back early so that the three of them could go out that evening. Larkin said that McConnell was already back and that he had been in the room less than a half an hour ago. Thus McConnell, or something that looked like McConnell, had appeared to Larkin between 3:15 and 3:30. McConnell, we know, was killed at 3:25.
Larkin didn’t even hear of McConnell’s death until that evening. At first he assumed that McConnell had returned at about three o’clock that afternoon and then gone out on another flight during which he was killed. Only hours later did Larkin realize that McConnell had been killed almost exactly at the moment that he had seen the figure of McConnell standing in the door and had talked to that figure. The next morning Larkin related the incident to other officers on the base. Garner Smith confirmed his part in the story.
Dr Pepper

Benton, KY

#268 Aug 16, 2011
Despite what he saw, Larkin remained skeptical about ghosts and other psychical matters. But he had no other explanation to offer. The strange story got around the base, and when McConnell’s family came to claim the body of their son, they heard of it and wrote to Larkin immediately. He replied on December 22 and set down a clear matter-of-fact account of the experience.
Eventually the McConnell case came to the attention of the Society for Psychical Research. The SPR investigated, and though it happened almost a century ago, the McConnell case is still generally considered one of the best, if not the best, story of this type in the SPR files, and those files contain many stories of this type.
There are several reasons why this particular incident, though it is not an exceptionally dramatic one, is considered to be so good. First is the quality of the witness, a reliable, level-headed individual, not the sort likely to make up stories or who habitually “sees things.”
Secondly, the witness wrote down his version of the event just about two weeks after it took place. So often in cases of this type the written account is not produced until months or even years after the event, and in that time the mind can alter a story beyond recognition, without any effort or conscious fakery. It would have been better if Larkin had written of his experience immediately after hearing of McConnell’s death; the details would have been fresher in his mind. But Larkin certainly did not know at the time that his experience would become a psychical research classic. Considering that he was not interested in psychic matters, he may not have cared very much either. Larkin did tell his story to others the day after McConnell’s death. Those who heard the story and read the written report confirmed that both were the same; Larkin had changed nothing.
Another thing that makes this case so impressive is that there was a confirming witness, not to the reality of the apparition itself, but to Larkin’s belief that he had seen his roommate when in fact the man was dead or about to die sixty miles away. There is no way Larkin could have known of McConnell’s death when he talked to Garner Smith. All the times are well established. The time of McConnell’s death was established dramatically by his smashed wristwatch.
When SPR investigators looked into the case, they quickly ruled out the possibility of a hoax, because it would have required collusion between Larkin and Garner Smith in order to fool the parents of a dead comrade. That, the investigators found to be unthinkable.
Though the figure never gave its name as McConnell, the possibility of mistaken identity was also ruled out because of the naval cap. McConnell was the only man on the base to wear such a cap. Besides, Larkin said that he knew what his roommate looked like and had an excellent view of him.
It was possible that Larkin had fallen asleep in the chair and then dreamed that he had seen McConnell. However, Larkin insisted that he was wide-awake at the time. He was also wide-awake when Garner Smith entered the room. Even if he had fallen asleep, dreaming of McConnell at the moment that he was killed would be an extraordinary coincidence,
The figure of McConnell may have been a hallucination. Some psychical researchers think that hallucinations are waking dreams, while others insist that hallucinations, apparitions, and ghosts are pretty much the same thing. They theorize that McConnell’s death released some sort of “psychic energy,” and that this created the hallucination or apparition in the mind of his friend, who may have been thinking about him at that moment.

THE END
Dr Pepper

Benton, KY

#269 Aug 17, 2011
The First World War was, without a doubt, one of the greatest upheavals in the history of the human race, involving 70 million combatants nine million of whom lost their lives. When this so-called "Great War" first broke out in August 1914, millions of patriotic
conscripts in Britain went rather light-heartedly to the trenches over in France, believing that they would be making a victorious return home by Christmas of that year. In fact, the war dragged on for four long years, and during that eternity of horror, the soldiers were
subjected to gas attacks, hand to hand combat and bayonet charges, constant barrages of high-explosive shells which obliterated all traces of a man, snipers, typhus fever, rats, body lice, water-logged trenches, and shell shock syndrome. Because of the strategic stalemate between the warring nations, the front-line soldiers of both sides spent most of their time confined to the trenches, cooped up with dismembered bodies and hideously disfigured comrades. In the first year of the war, at Christmas Eve, German and British soldiers alike pined to be at home with their families, loved ones and friends. At midnight, snow began to fall, and a strange hush descended on the cratered battlefields of France. Suddenly, the sounds of a distant choir drifted across no-man's land. It came from the German front lines; less than 150 yards away, and it was a beautiful but saddening sound. They were singing Silent Night. Most of the soldiers caught up in the insanity of the conflict suddenly realized that the unknown men they were fighting were not the ruthless, heartless soldiers the propagandists had painted them to be. The men on the other side of no-man's land wanted to go home too. About an hour later, something very strange occurred on that freezing Christmas morn. Some of the Germans emerged from their trenches and walked unarmed to the middle of the neutral battlefield. One of them carried a leather football, and he kicked it towards the startled British troops, who were surveying the courageous German soldiers with binoculars and periscopes. Three unarmed British "Tommies" responded to the daring challenge. They arose from a trench further down the line and went to meet their adversaries. One of the men was a Liverpool-born man named George Wilkinson of the 1st Cheshire Regiment. Wilkinson shook hands with one of the German men, who offered him a cigarette. Wilkinson and his friends exchanged sweets and some cocoa for tobacco and tins of pressed beef, then sportingly kicked the football around. Soon, more troops from both fronts came over to no-man's land. Some laughed and shook hands, but others openly wept and comforted one another with a reassuring hug or a pat on the back, even though they couldn't speak the same language. The soldiers produced cherished photographs of their loved ones; of wives and babies, sons and daughters, mothers and fathers who were spending Christmas back home without them. How they all wanted to just pack up and go back to the life they knew. But the short cessation of hostilities didn't last long. Within the hour, the military commanders in Britain and Germany learned of the 'unpatriotic' meetings in no-man's land, and they wired an immediate order: the meetings between the opposing armies was to be terminated straight away, or heads would roll. And so, the soldiers from both sides of the war shook hands and headed back to their trenches. George Wilkinson thought about the strange encounter with his foes as he patrolled the trenches for the remainder of that morning. After his sentry duty, he laid down on the duckboards of his dugout and pulled a thick coat over himself. A knapsack over his tin hat was a makeshift pillow. As he started to fall asleep, Wilkinson's thoughts were with his family in Warrington.
Dr Pepper

Benton, KY

#270 Aug 17, 2011
He could see his familiar little terraced home in the snow-covered street. Meanwhile, back in England, something very strange took place which has never been explained to this day.

George Wilkinson's wife, Maggie, left her home and rushed across the street to her sister Joan's house. Joan was a reclusive widow, and Maggie had invited her over for the Christmas dinner, but typically, she hadn't turned up. Maggie went over to find out why, and while she was out of the house, her children, 6-year-old Jimmy and 5-year-old Lucy, were playing with their toys in the parlor.

Jimmy was sitting on the hearthside rug in front of the coal fire, winding up his clockwork train, when he suddenly noticed a figure out the corner of his eye. The boy turned and dropped the tin locomotive.'Daddy!' he gasped,'Daddy's home for Christmas!'

Lucy saw him too and her little round face lit up with joy. She and Jimmy charged at their father and he stooped down to pick them up. George Wilkinson had never been happier and he doubted his senses. He just couldn't believe he was home at last. He hugged and squeezed his kids, then asked where their mother was.

'She's over at Aunty Joan's, Daddy.' Jimmy told him.

'Come on; let's go and meet her.' George Wilkinson took hold of his children's hands and they led him to the front door. They walked out the house and across the snow-covered street. There was Maggie, standing on the other side of the road with her sister Joan. The two women were gazing at the returned soldier in utter disbelief.

'Maggie!' George shouted, and suddenly, he wasn't there. Just his two children crossed the road. One minute they had been holding their father's hands, their faces beaming with contentment. Now the children were as baffled as Maggie and Joan, and they seemed ready to cry as they looked around, trying to discover what had become of their father. Then Maggie noticed that only the trails of Jimmy and Lucy's footprints were visible in the snow.

A week after his solid-looking apparition had been seen by his children, wife and sister-in-law, George Wilkinson was killed by a German shell. It left no trace of him and two other soldiers. In 1919, a soldier named Davey Harris, who had been a friend of George
Wilkinson, bumped into Maggie in Liverpool one day. Harris expressed his sorrow at the tragic loss of Maggie's husband in the trenches, and he told the widow a strange story. He said that a week before his death, George had told him about a strange dream he'd had. George said that in the dream, which had seemed unusually lucid, he had visited his home in Warrington and actually picked up his children and hugged them. George said he'd also seen his wife in the dream with her sister, but as he went to meet her, the bitter cold woke him up.

Maggie then told Davey about the apparition of her husband which had vanished as it came across the road towards her and her sister on that Christmas day in 1914.

Until her death in 1964, Maggie Wilkinson held a personal vigil for her deceased husband every December, just in case he was able to make it home for Christmas.

THE END
Grim Reaper

Wellsville, OH

#271 Aug 17, 2011
Too bad Dr. Pepper doesn't just drop dead.

Maybe it could come back as a ghost and be even more amazing with its vapor mind than its congested and impacted retarded human one.
Dr Pepper

Benton, KY

#272 Aug 17, 2011
Grim Reaper wrote:
Too bad Dr. Pepper doesn't just drop dead.
Maybe it could come back as a ghost and be even more amazing with its vapor mind than its congested and impacted retarded human one.
Blow me.
Sam

Hickory, KY

#273 Aug 17, 2011
Grim Reaper wrote:
Too bad Dr. Pepper doesn't just drop dead.
Maybe it could come back as a ghost and be even more amazing with its vapor mind than its congested and impacted retarded human one.
If you don't like the stories posted on this thread, why do you read them? Give the Doc a break. Several of us on this thread like the stories that Doc and Orlock post.
Snow White

Paducah, KY

#274 Aug 17, 2011
Sam wrote:
<quoted text>
If you don't like the stories posted on this thread, why do you read them? Give the Doc a break. Several of us on this thread like the stories that Doc and Orlock post.
Sam.. The truth is probably the Grim can't read and enjoy Dr. Pepper and Orlock's stories. So that's why he has to make foolish comments. I too like reading the stories Dr., and Orlock post. Keep up the good work guys and ignore the trolls(Grim's) post. ;))
Snow White

Paducah, KY

#275 Aug 17, 2011
Grim Reaper wrote:
Too bad Dr. Pepper doesn't just drop dead.
Maybe it could come back as a ghost and be even more amazing with its vapor mind than its congested and impacted retarded human one.
Grim.. You better hope The Stinker don't read your post cause he'll sure put you in your place.:p
The Stinker

Wingo, KY

#276 Aug 17, 2011
Grim Reaper wrote:
Too bad Dr. Pepper doesn't just drop dead.
Maybe it could come back as a ghost and be even more amazing with its vapor mind than its congested and impacted retarded human one.
I think it’s sad that you can’t read or comprehend what you read. Maybe the educational system let you down. Then on the other hand maybe you’re just half-witted. That sometimes happens when two half-wits breed, they produce an idiot. Judging from your post, I think it’s the latter. It’s the nature of people such as yourself to ridicule something you’re incapable of comprehending you can’t understand. You’re stupid and you know it, so you’re trying to make someone else look bad.
Maybe you should go back to reading stories that begin with “Once upon a time….” for enjoyment. Or better yet, try reading a first grade primer. That should be an educational experience for you. That should be a step up from your coloring books.
The Stinker

Wingo, KY

#277 Aug 17, 2011
Snow White wrote:
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Sam.. The truth is probably the Grim can't read and enjoy Dr. Pepper and Orlock's stories. So that's why he has to make foolish comments. I too like reading the stories Dr., and Orlock post. Keep up the good work guys and ignore the trolls(Grim's) post. ;))
I think he's in his place now. He's just some little nasty troll that has nothing better to do than troll various threads on here.
Snow White

Paducah, KY

#278 Aug 17, 2011
The Stinker wrote:
<quoted text>
I think he's in his place now. He's just some little nasty troll that has nothing better to do than troll various threads on here.
Thanks Stinker, It's good to have ya back posting! Hope your doing well and life is treating you good.:))
Snow White

Paducah, KY

#279 Aug 17, 2011
The Stinker wrote:
<quoted text>
I think it’s sad that you can’t read or comprehend what you read. Maybe the educational system let you down. Then on the other hand maybe you’re just half-witted. That sometimes happens when two half-wits breed, they produce an idiot. Judging from your post, I think it’s the latter. It’s the nature of people such as yourself to ridicule something you’re incapable of comprehending you can’t understand. You’re stupid and you know it, so you’re trying to make someone else look bad.
Maybe you should go back to reading stories that begin with “Once upon a time….” for enjoyment. Or better yet, try reading a first grade primer. That should be an educational experience for you. That should be a step up from your coloring books.
ROFLMAO!!!:))) Stinker, you are very gifted. ;))
Step It Up Old Man

Mesa, AZ

#280 Aug 17, 2011
The Stinker wrote:
<quoted text>
I think it’s sad that you can’t read or comprehend what you read. Maybe the educational system let you down. Then on the other hand maybe you’re just half-witted. That sometimes happens when two half-wits breed, they produce an idiot. Judging from your post, I think it’s the latter. It’s the nature of people such as yourself to ridicule something you’re incapable of comprehending you can’t understand. You’re stupid and you know it, so you’re trying to make someone else look bad.
Maybe you should go back to reading stories that begin with “Once upon a time….” for enjoyment. Or better yet, try reading a first grade primer. That should be an educational experience for you. That should be a step up from your coloring books.
You name the place, time ...and be there. Otherwise...you need to check your Depends...as they are full.

Don't underestimate me. You need to appear on your free will...my lawyers have my back. So name the place, time and be there.

Otherwise, you seem simple, old and say much when little does more...

Your move, Gramps.
Sarge

Hickory, KY

#281 Aug 17, 2011
Step It Up Old Man wrote:
<quoted text>
You name the place, time ...and be there. Otherwise...you need to check your Depends...as they are full.
Don't underestimate me. You need to appear on your free will...my lawyers have my back. So name the place, time and be there.
Otherwise, you seem simple, old and say much when little does more...
Your move, Gramps.
Ok ass wipe you threaten The stinker you threaten me and I've left better than you laying in the jungle to rot. You better get a grip shit head. BTW I'm not scared of you or your lawyers if you really want to start some shit post your real name and location. Otherwise shut the Hell up!!!!

Since: Oct 10

Kirksey, KY

#282 Aug 17, 2011
Step It Up Old Man wrote:
<quoted text>
You name the place, time ...and be there. Otherwise...you need to check your Depends...as they are full.
Don't underestimate me. You need to appear on your free will...my lawyers have my back. So name the place, time and be there.
Otherwise, you seem simple, old and say much when little does more...
Your move, Gramps.
WOAH WOAH WOAH PEOPLE...internet tough guy here. We better back off.
purple

White Plains, KY

#283 Aug 17, 2011
Orlock wrote:
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WOAH WOAH WOAH PEOPLE...internet tough guy here. We better back off.
What the heck is going on here? Why can't we have one thread that IDIOTS don't invade?? I enjoy reading the stories, without all the BS, like the other threads! Grim, go fu@% yourself and leave people alone!

Since: Oct 10

Kirksey, KY

#284 Aug 17, 2011
I think if it had been ignored and marked accordingly then he would have just went away in the first place. It's an attention getting ploy. Let's all just ignore future trolling, mark it as spam and whatever else and move on.
Sarge

Hickory, KY

#285 Aug 17, 2011
Orlock wrote:
I think if it had been ignored and marked accordingly then he would have just went away in the first place. It's an attention getting ploy. Let's all just ignore future trolling, mark it as spam and whatever else and move on.
He got my attention. Sorry if i offended you or Purple, but The Stinker is a friend and I won't let him be threatened on Topix or in the real world.

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