Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Man in the Backyard

After an all-niter working on studio, I smelled the coffee my dad was making before he went to work and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself before I went downstairs. It was a beautiful spring day with the sun shining bright. I think the leaves were just starting to come out. I started to pee and normally I will glance out of the window to see what is going on in our backyard as I go. We have a pool, a fence, some lawn and then we are surrounded by woods. It is quite peaceful place. As I glanced outside I saw a man and as soon as my eyes adjusted to the sunlight, he disappeared.

I saw this man vividly, if only for a second or two. He was of average height, probably about 5 foot 8 inches or so, with white hair and a receding hairline. He looked like he was older, probably between 60 and 70. He was slightly over weight, wearing a white collared short-sleeve shirt, khakis, and dress shoes. He was on the other side of our fence leaning over the fence looking at our pool in drastic need of repair. The liner was torn, it didn't hold water and the concrete was falling apart. During that split second I saw him grab the top of the fence and lean over and look. At first I thought it was  a guy on a walk before work, then disappeared.

The pool had been falling apart for years and my dad had always said he was going to fix it. I never believed him. It wasn't used for a year since it no longer held water and not even closed the previous winter. Within the next few weeks he started calling people to get quotes on the pool. To my amazement he got the pool fixed that summer, added a heater, had a new deck installed and it is truly an amazing pool now.

Was this person telling me of things to come? I don't know. He did not look like a deceased relative to me. He was not my mom or dad's father, he rather looked like our neighbor's late husband, though he was looking down so I didn't get that good of a look and he died around 15 years ago. Perhaps he was my great grandfather at a younger age? I do not know who it was but I take that experience as a sign of what was to come. A bit after the pool was finish, my dad did the same gesture while on the other side of the fence. Was this to solidify the experience? It definitely wasn't my dad I saw that morning. An interesting experience for sure.