This happened in a little town (I mean one stop light, five hundred back roads - two of them paved - and four bars) in Kentucky. I was still desperately trying to get settled in, and get used to Kentucky, which is a very unique place to be, especially if you are from northern Ohio.
This was a little farm community, and everyone worked their farms, worked extremely hard in a factory somewhere, and then partied their Heineken off in the evening. So when I first met "the apparition", that's what I assumed he was, another tall skinny wild country boy still sketchy from a party, I was driving down a country road, and was passing a three-way intersection that was large enough to have a little grass island in it because it had been widened by farm equipment passing through often.
As I passed, another car pulled up to the stop sign and this guy started honking and shouting my name. I slowed down and backed up. No, never seen the man before, didn't know the car. He was a skinny blond guy in a dark blue T-shirt, sun glasses with flames along the edges, and a lei. Yes, a lei, like some people give out at parties instead of beads. Oh, and wearing cut-offs. I could tell because he was already hanging halfway out of his car window, waving his arm back and fourth, shouting my name and pointing at me and telling me he had to talk to me. I seriously decided to gun the engine, but as I was thinking no, he could probably take me, he said, "No, don't gun your engine. We need to talk. Here, pull in here for a minute so we're out of the way, 'cause there's a car comin'." There was a car coming, I could see it down the road, he was not facing it to see it. So I pulled into the grassy island, our two cars side-by-side and the guy with the lei on the other side of his car.
So I got out and said, "Who are you anyway?" and started walking around his car. He said "No, you need to stay right over there and I'll stay right over here. And I'm going to tell you who you are so you know you can trust me." Which he did! Then he proceeded to tell me a number of things that would happen in the near future, and what I should do about it. ALL of it happened, SOME of what he said to do I remembered to do, by the way. Anyway, this is really shocking. Like something from a movie. Jeez, from a guy in flame sunglasses and a lei. So without thinking, I started around the car again, saying "What the f---?" Well, wait until it happens to you, you say intelligent things like this over and over. As soon as I started around he said, "Now I told you, you have to stay over there or I have to leave. We can't get any closer than this." I stopped and apologized. He wrapped up his speech. Made some encouraging remarks. Told me to keep my eye on the sparrow like in Rocky, and climbed back in his car and left.
A year later, while still living there, a friend of mine and I were talking about different weird things happening to us and I mentioned this whole thing. She said, "Wow, that sounds like the guy that stopped for me. Only my 'apparition' happened about a month after your 'apparition'." Her car had stalled out on a lonely road, and she couldn't get it to start and she was running out of gas and killing the battery trying to start it. AND she had her baby with her. This guy with sunglasses and blond hair appeared at her window, suddenly, and startled her. She started rolling down her window, asking him who he was and he jumped back and told her she needed to stay right where she was and pop her hood. He'd get her car started. He opened her hood, told her it would start -- it started, and waved as he walked off, saying she could make it back on the gas she had.
Now this woman knew everyone in that county, she had never seen this guy before. A couple other people had similar "apparition", as we began to call him, stories. He showed up, he looked wild, he did something nice, and wouldn't let anyone get within three yards of him. Then he left.
Mine was weird because he knew everything about me, and everything he said happened. But no one has a clue who or what he was.
There's a Native American version of sprite I'm willing to go with...angel. Do ghosts drive Chargers? And what is a ready sprocket? Thanks.
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