After exhaustive searching, I once concluded one of my customers must have taken a roll of stamps I’d left out. Many years later I was replacing a workbench and found the roll nestled in a box amongst some smaller objects. I was happily surprised and glad to know no customer had been involved.
Garrison Keillor tells the story of his first novel, only copy, which he accidentally left on a bus. He never recovered it. Over the years the beauty, wit and character development became enhanced in his memory to the point he now laments his lost Pulitizer Prize.
Absolutely true story: We lived in a haunted house about 45 years ago. Nothing scary, just random ghostly events. My wife had a large collection of sheet music she kept in a particular cabinet. One day she asked me if I had seen her sheet music. I hadn’t. We looked all over the house for it but it was gone. Several years later I came home from work and her sheet music was sitting on the dining room table. I asked her where she had found it and she didn’t know it was back. No idea where it went or how it came back. I mention this because I had an almost complete collection of Conan the Barbarian comic books in three boxes. When I returned to college at 35, I took them with me so I would have something to read when I wanted a break from studying. Somehow I lost one of the most important ones, where they introduced a character who was going to be in the magazine for about 40 issues. When I returned home at the end of the school year, that issue was missing. I took all of the issues out of all three boxes and arranged them in numerical order. The issue was gone! Couldn’t find it anywhere. Must have lost it at college. Oh, well. We spent several years trying to replace the issue but couldn’t. I’ve moved three times since then and brought the comic books with me each time. This year I decided to read them all again. Somehow in the last 45 years, THAT ISSUE REAPPEARED. It is back in the box in order. Our ghost had the last word. She hid my comic book then brought it back after I had given up on it.
soundcomm 11 months ago
Wrong suitcase! Perhaps it is not the one behind the door!
Brass Orchid Premium Member 11 months ago
To make a long story short.
Walrus Gumbo Premium Member 11 months ago
Apparently the suitcase contained his youth.
thebashfulone 11 months ago
This same thing happened to me.
PlatudimusAtom Premium Member 11 months ago
After exhaustive searching, I once concluded one of my customers must have taken a roll of stamps I’d left out. Many years later I was replacing a workbench and found the roll nestled in a box amongst some smaller objects. I was happily surprised and glad to know no customer had been involved.
mistercatworks 11 months ago
Garrison Keillor tells the story of his first novel, only copy, which he accidentally left on a bus. He never recovered it. Over the years the beauty, wit and character development became enhanced in his memory to the point he now laments his lost Pulitizer Prize.
tarnsman 11 months ago
Absolutely true story: We lived in a haunted house about 45 years ago. Nothing scary, just random ghostly events. My wife had a large collection of sheet music she kept in a particular cabinet. One day she asked me if I had seen her sheet music. I hadn’t. We looked all over the house for it but it was gone. Several years later I came home from work and her sheet music was sitting on the dining room table. I asked her where she had found it and she didn’t know it was back. No idea where it went or how it came back. I mention this because I had an almost complete collection of Conan the Barbarian comic books in three boxes. When I returned to college at 35, I took them with me so I would have something to read when I wanted a break from studying. Somehow I lost one of the most important ones, where they introduced a character who was going to be in the magazine for about 40 issues. When I returned home at the end of the school year, that issue was missing. I took all of the issues out of all three boxes and arranged them in numerical order. The issue was gone! Couldn’t find it anywhere. Must have lost it at college. Oh, well. We spent several years trying to replace the issue but couldn’t. I’ve moved three times since then and brought the comic books with me each time. This year I decided to read them all again. Somehow in the last 45 years, THAT ISSUE REAPPEARED. It is back in the box in order. Our ghost had the last word. She hid my comic book then brought it back after I had given up on it.