Well, I was laying in my bed, looking down the hall, when suddenly, I saw this, well, cloud, or like a smoky cloud coming down my towards me. It was hovering about I'd say a good 12'' above the gound. It came into my room and then it just took shape into a short man of about 80 something. By that time my bed was wet, if you know what I mean. It spoke to me. It said, 'Lewis, don't be afraid. It's me, Jooky.' Then I knew it was my great uncle Ernest J. Fosberry, my sister and I used to call him Jooky. Then he picked uop his trumpet that he had by his side and started play soft and light music and I just feel asleep. I don't think he ment any harm. See, I was his favorite nephew, so I guess he just wanted to see me again. How it changed my life:It did, kinda. His wife is still alive and we talk about the insodent alot.
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