Dear Gail,
Several years ago I was the music director at an old church in upstate New York. I went into the church one Thursday evening a half hour before choir rehearsal. There, sitting in the front row, was a woman dressed in long skirts and a bonnet. It lasted only a couple of seconds, but I will never forget it.
A.L.
Thanks for sharing your experience with us!
On Thursday, I’ll begin sharing ghost stories from the psychics. Man, you never know what’s going to happen when you ask a psychic for a ghost story.
P.S. To the woman who shared this story, your e-mail address is no longer working for me. If you see this post, please send me your new e-mail address. :)