"My grandfather tells us he went to the curb to try and wave down the man in hopes he had been walking, but he was literally gone, he even looked for tire tracks in the street and there was nothing."
The following account was forwarded to me:
"In August 2023, my grandmother suffered a serious stroke. Recovery was looking bleak. Out of the blue, seemingly major progress was made in her having a chance at mobility and speech again. During follow-up testing and scans, lymphoma was identified in the brain, and CNS lymphoma was confirmed. Within days she began treatment, and within weeks she was awaiting a hospice bed. Given where we are on the east coast, come November there was a decent amount of snow. My grandfather was doing what he could back at their house in between hospice visits and overnights. After a family visit to the hospice, my grandfather told us this story in awe of what happened to him.
Grandpa began to tell us that he was bored and wanted to work on the snow outside. (Mind you, he had routine snow removal services already occurring. He is just an old, stubborn man who wants to do what he wants, his way when he wants to). He told us that he was making progress but the snow still falling made it icy and he was getting tired. He turned off the blower and went 4 feet up back into the garage to grab the bucket so he could salt for the men who would come to clean up the snow.
He says that in the seconds it took him to grab the rock salt and turn back around he heard a man’s voice saying, “Hey, excuse me, sir” multiple times. He walked down the driveway and saw a single man holding a shovel, no work truck, no car on the road anywhere. He says the man asked him how he was, and what he needed. The man then insisted on shoveling for him, telling Grandpa he needed to take a rest, and that it would be no problem to clear everything out for him. My grandfather said the man was so insistent on doing it that he gave in, assuming the man would quit after a short while (it was cold and there was wind chill).
Stunned at the man’s kindness my Grandpa says he hurried into the house for his wallet, the man never mentioned money. My Grandpa wanted to show his gratitude and make sure the man could “get lunch” afterward. He then tells us that not even five minutes later when he returned outside, the driveway was finished, completely shoveled out, salted, and walkable. The man is nowhere to be seen. My grandfather tells us he went to the curb to try and wave down the man in hopes he had been walking, but he was literally gone, he even looked for tire tracks in the street and there was nothing. “He just disappeared,” he told us. My grandpa was truly stunned at this. I still am. None of us could think of a reasonable explanation for where the man went, who he was, or where he came from.
My grandparents were living in a small neighborhood, where nearly the entire block was elderly couples and everyone knew one another. There were never kids around playing outside, Halloween was just another day as there were never any trick-or-treaters. So yeah, no people less than like 60, and no kids. I say this because to us there is no connection anyone in the neighborhood would have had to this man? There was no sign of any vehicle around, and barely any footprints in the snow according to Grandpa. The man just appeared, then vanished.
As I prefaced in the beginning, my grandma was actively dying at this time and in hospice care. My grandpa liked to be at his house alone sometimes (he would kick us out lovingly at times) so the rest of us were not there 24/7 around the clock until shortly after this occurred, and through the passing of Grandma.
I understand that he was under immense stress and grief, coming to terms with things and so on. But I simply can’t believe this was just ‘too real’ of a daydream or something where the mind plays tricks on you.
To this day, he has never seen the man again. He cannot quite recall a perfect description other than he was “a really clean and strong looking man in just a single jacket out in that weather.” But he is certain that if he saw him he would know on the spot. Grandma passed a few weeks after his encounter with this man, and since then my Grandpa has inquired about the man with other neighbors who’ve come to visit and such, but nobody knows who he is talking about, nobody around him has visitors that say or someone who came to clear out the snow.
I have some feelings this may have been some type of safe encounter with an angel or something of the sort? It is hard to think deeply about this simply because the grief is still festering and it makes me emotional. But I would love any insight from someone who may be more equipped to analyze and understand this, or even knows of a similar experience." T
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