I was in the USAF stationed at Grand Forks N.D. in the early 80's. I had a friend who worked with my husband. His name was Scott, but we called him "Lurch". He worked on the airplanes. That morning, him and four others were working on a plane that had just come back in. It was business as usual. The plane blew up, and all five of the airman were killed. It was caused by human error.
I was at home (base housing) at the time of the explosion, it shook the whole house. A couple of nights later I came home from work (swing shift) and the house was like an icebox. I checked the heat and it said 75. I just could not get warm. I went to bed, and I was in a half asleep, and half awake state. I rolled over and Lurch was sitting in a chair next to my bed. I looked at his eyes, they were such a beautiful blue, just like in life. I said "Lurch what are you doing here"? "Your suppose to be dead..." I asked him what heaven is like, have you seen GOD"? He said "I don't know, I don't want to be dead". He said that "I've got a new baby, and a wife". "I want to be with them..." I told him that he could watch over the baby, and his wife from heaven. But that he had to go to the light. He said okay and then he disappeared.
The next day I went over to his house to pay my respects to his wife, and family. I so wanted to tell her what I had experienced, but I was afraid that I would upset her. So I never told her about it. I assured her though that Lurch was with GOD, and that he would watch over them.