Almost everyone I know has a Beatles' memory. Even people like me who were born long after the Beatles members went on their own ways. The song Hey Jude takes me back to 8th-grade band class where we learned how to play it while our teacher, Judy Hoell, danced around the room. Let It Be immediately brings up memories of sitting on the dock in Beaufort, North Carolina drunkenly singing with Heather in the middle of the night while watching dolphins and otters swim by. In fact, there is a movie coming out soon called Yesterday that touches on the power of the Beatles' music.
Over the past couple of weeks, the activity at our house has been picking up. I don't know if it was because it was getting closer to Halloween, the spirits were feeding off my stress levels leading up to the Marine Corps Ball, or maybe the spirit(s) in the house are feeling more comfortable with us. Whatever it is, things have definitely been interesting.
One question I seem to be asked a lot since I have started being more open about being a paranormal investigator is if I only do private investigations or if I do “fun” investigations. Yes, I do both. Just because I help families and spirits, doesn’t mean I don’t love to do more relaxed investigations too.
In my previous post I introduced you to Al… well, George as he was originally known by. As I had mentioned, it took a few years before I learned who he really was. This post is about how I learned about him.
As I was writing that previous partial statement, I just had a bag of sweet potatoes come off the microwave and land in the middle of the kitchen floor. The sweet potatoes have been sitting on the microwave for a few days and have never moved. Both cats are sleeping. It’s 3am. So I know my neighbors aren’t awake to cause shaking. Welcome to my life... where random stuff likes to happen. And now back to your regularly scheduled blog post.