Intro

Well I guess that I will start at the beginning. As a child I remember being fascinated with ghosts. I remember going to the Library and checking out books about famous ghosts. Unfortunately way back when it was not that appropriate to talk about to others so I hid my passion for years.
My ghost obsession peeked up again back in 1992 when a friend (puppy love) died while in the Coast Guards. The Coast Guard told his family that is was a suicide but they nor I believe that it truly was. This happened a week or so before he was to come home on leave so he was already packed he bought his plane ticket, new clothes, and wired money to his dad to put down on a car that he could use while home. The Guard said that he was distraught about a recent break up with his girlfriend however no one not even his parents knew about me and that he and I had made plans to go out when he got home. Then his parents found all the letters that I had wrote him over the year and blew that theory out of the water. He had at one time called his dad saying that he could not wait to get home and that there was some illegal activity happening on the boat he was assigned to. So we think that played a big part in his death. Long story short it was under investigation, I had to talk to the FBI but nothing has come of it. It is still classified as a suicide. Why this has to do with ghosts is that I have been desperately trying to contact him to find out what happened. We hardly knew each other but I still to this day feel a tremendous connection to him and I just cannot let go. I have had I know for sure of two instances where I believe he contacted me. Once I was in my grandparent’s basement and I was just thinking strongly about him and the wind chime that was hung up down there started to ring. Now there basement was small and completely sealed so I know for a fact that it was not wind. The other time I was living at a house in college and was talking to him in my head and there was 2-3 knocks on the window. I know whoo hoo however I was on the second story and there is no way to get up to that window w/o a ladder or flying I at once time in my desperation asked a so called psychic about him and her response was that I was actually psychic and that I could talk to him myself. So here I am SoulSearching for any sign after all these years.
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