My dad told me once that when he was around 12 that one of his younger sisters had gotten sick and during the night died. My dad something woke him that night and when he went down the hall to her room, he said he saw angels taking her little soul with them. That would have been around 1930-31
After he died in 1990, I was awakened by him tugging on my big toe, which was always his thing since I could remember. I sat up in bed and he told me that he loved me and to quit smoking, which I did.
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