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- Feb 5, 2017
It's often hard for me to find original haunting, paranormal or ghost stories. I follow "Gettysburg Ghost Stories" on FB but 99% of the time don't read or see anything I find believable but then something like this comes up…
This is Robyn Futcher Seaborne's experience
"I hope it's okay to post this since it comes without a photo. I haven't shared it publicly since it seems like everyone has a ghost story, but I promise you I experienced this. I don't have a rational explanation.
Years ago I was a reenactor participating in Gettysburg's 130th. The evening before it all kicked off everyone was milling around in the half-light outside a large old barn where we were checking in.
Off to one side behind the barn I noticed a tall, wiry guy standing alone, clothed as a tattered and faded Confederate.
He was whip-thin, very weathered and looked tired. I wasn't that close to him but sensed this as much as saw it. He was barefoot. Unlike most reenactors who put a lot of attention and detail into their kit, yet still look like they're costumed, this person read as more than authentic. He looked filthy, worn, and hungry. He didn't have all the usual stuff—new bedrolls and shiny tin cups clanking around, just a very good apparently de-farbed Enfield. I had a clear impression of his hands and how battered his knuckles were. There was something about how he stood—he just radiated weariness.
I was marveling at how good his impression was and I had so many questions. Just then my husband came up to me and I started to tell him, Look at that guy! Isn't he great?
I turned to show him—and of course the man was gone. I'd looked away for a matter of a few seconds, and unless the guy could have crossed a hundred yards of open field in a blink…well, you tell me.
Obviously there are excellent reenactors out there. I suppose there are any number of legitimate arguments explaining what I saw. All I can put forth is how I felt—I -knew- he was exhausted and I knew it in an instant on a visceral level. And then he was just gone from an open area—it had lots of people in it, but his leaving would not have been hidden by anyone or anything. What do you think?"
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And then there was this interesting comment:
"I believe you. I had a dear friend that was going home to Chambersburg from Baltimore Her sister was driving. They were both elderly and had stayed longer than they intended so it was dusk when they took the turn from Gettysburg toward Chambersburg. She said all of a sudden about 10' in front of the car 2 confederate soldiers walked out in the road. She yelled stop and her sister slammed on the brakes. She said she was in a state of shock but she couldn't help noticing how frail they both looked and so ragged. They both had full beards and dirty. She said one looked into the car and made eye contact with her and then they were both gone. She said she would never forget the look of sadness in the man's eyes. They had to pull over for 15 min and neither one said a word they were so amazed."
This is Robyn Futcher Seaborne's experience
"I hope it's okay to post this since it comes without a photo. I haven't shared it publicly since it seems like everyone has a ghost story, but I promise you I experienced this. I don't have a rational explanation.
Years ago I was a reenactor participating in Gettysburg's 130th. The evening before it all kicked off everyone was milling around in the half-light outside a large old barn where we were checking in.
Off to one side behind the barn I noticed a tall, wiry guy standing alone, clothed as a tattered and faded Confederate.
He was whip-thin, very weathered and looked tired. I wasn't that close to him but sensed this as much as saw it. He was barefoot. Unlike most reenactors who put a lot of attention and detail into their kit, yet still look like they're costumed, this person read as more than authentic. He looked filthy, worn, and hungry. He didn't have all the usual stuff—new bedrolls and shiny tin cups clanking around, just a very good apparently de-farbed Enfield. I had a clear impression of his hands and how battered his knuckles were. There was something about how he stood—he just radiated weariness.
I was marveling at how good his impression was and I had so many questions. Just then my husband came up to me and I started to tell him, Look at that guy! Isn't he great?
I turned to show him—and of course the man was gone. I'd looked away for a matter of a few seconds, and unless the guy could have crossed a hundred yards of open field in a blink…well, you tell me.
Obviously there are excellent reenactors out there. I suppose there are any number of legitimate arguments explaining what I saw. All I can put forth is how I felt—I -knew- he was exhausted and I knew it in an instant on a visceral level. And then he was just gone from an open area—it had lots of people in it, but his leaving would not have been hidden by anyone or anything. What do you think?"
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And then there was this interesting comment:
"I believe you. I had a dear friend that was going home to Chambersburg from Baltimore Her sister was driving. They were both elderly and had stayed longer than they intended so it was dusk when they took the turn from Gettysburg toward Chambersburg. She said all of a sudden about 10' in front of the car 2 confederate soldiers walked out in the road. She yelled stop and her sister slammed on the brakes. She said she was in a state of shock but she couldn't help noticing how frail they both looked and so ragged. They both had full beards and dirty. She said one looked into the car and made eye contact with her and then they were both gone. She said she would never forget the look of sadness in the man's eyes. They had to pull over for 15 min and neither one said a word they were so amazed."
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