April 8, 2011
Ghostly Railroad Greeting
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Dawn -- Late 1980s -- Aiken, South Carolina
It was a rainy Fall afternoon on Wire Road in Aiken, South Carolina. I was
riding shotgun in my own wood panel Cutlass Cruiser station wagon with my
boyfriend at the wheel.
Wire Road has nary a house past the city limits and we came up to some
railroad tracks way out past town.
As we approached, I saw a black man in a period style suit with pin-stripes,
a vest, a pocket watch with a chain, and a hat. As we drove closer, the
figure looked into the windshield of the car, smiled, and tipped his hat.
It was so out of the ordinary that we were at a loss for words.
We got about 1000 feet down the road, looked at each other and finally said,
"Did you see that!" After playing back this event in my mind, I realized
that my boyfriend never stopped on the tracks, and it was impossible for a
living person to bend over the hood and look into the windshield to tip
their hat. Also, it was raining and this man was dry as a bone.
The railroad tracks sit far out in the country with nothing nearby. It
didn't make any sense. We concluded that we had both witnessed a ghost!
