Ghost Story, Account of Yesterday

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This is the account of an incident yesterday that sent shivers through my spine and caused me to recount it over and over trying in vain to make sense of an extraordinary experience. While some will be quick to dismiss it as simply a shadow or misperception, others will appreciate the eerieness of the following story.

David and I went to town yesterday in separate vehicles. He followed me out to the main highway, state road 84. We traveled to the intersection with highway 62. He followed behind me until the road widened into 2 lanes on either side just past the Glendale community turn off. He passed me at the rock quarry’s gates; I turned my head and waved to him as our vehicle’s windows were aligned side by side. I paused thinking, ‘Why did he bring the guy washing the vehicles with him?’ There is a man who stops by and washes farm equipment and motor vehicles to make a little extra money. He was at the barns washing 4 wheelers and smaller equipment as I drove by. You must keep in mind all of these thoughts were firing in my mind as David was passing me, yet it all was so clear and vivid as if we were in slow motion. I was a little irritated since he had been gone for over a week on business. ‘If he was going to take someone to lunch it should’ve been me.’ Just to be sure I wasn’t starting an argument, I looked again, hard, not a glance, but really hard to make sure it was the car washer.

I sped up a bit as David was just about ahead of me. Our windows were aligned again. I glared at the man’s silhouette. I hesitated, it wasn’t the car washer. It wasn’t anyone I knew. He was staring ahead, shoulders slightly slumped. His head was somewhat forward of his body intently looking at the road ahead; bald with a long forehead, rounded somewhat bulbous nose and stubble beneath it. Actually, stubble on his cheeks too like he hadn’t shaved in a few days; not a week’s worth of growth, but definitely three day’s worth. I glanced ahead then quickly back at him. He was still there intently staring at the road ahead. David was now ahead of me where I could clearly see through the back window.

The passenger was slightly to the right of the seat rest. I could see the outline of the right side of his head and the top of his shoulders. Now I was really irritated. ‘Who is riding with him?’ David insisted on not riding along with me because he wanted to get his items and go home to work in the barn. I pressed speed dial on my steering wheel. His voice rang out over my speakers, “Hello, honey.”

‘Is the car wash guy with you?’


‘Is someone riding with you?’


‘I see someone in the truck with you on the passenger side.’

By this time the truck was several car lengths ahead of me going through the light at the Cecilia intersection. “I’m the only one in the truck, honey.” The ‘honey’ had a clipped sound so I knew he was on the verge of frustration with this strange conversation. I had caught up with him again. ‘Well, I could have sworn you had a passenger.’ I explained that’s why I had sped up a couple miles back to look in the passenger side window. “You’re freaking me out.” “That’s so weird.” I looked one more time through the back window of his truck as I disconnected the call. No silhouette, nothing. No passenger whatsoever.

All afternoon the incident played in my head like a reel to reel tape. Finally, near the end of the day, a realization came to me. Besides the fact that I didn’t know the passenger, there was something really bugging me about the man’s image. Finally, it struck me, he never blinked nor moved. And his physicality was odd too. When I glanced at David, his silhouette was a little shaded because the sun was at an early afternoon position and slightly to the right of our cars, but it was solidly him. The passenger’s silhouette and facial features were distinct, but there was a fuzziness to him not solid like David’s.

I think I may have seen a ghost.


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  1. posted by Rebecca Meacham on January 5, 2016

    Dear Janine,

    Well of course you saw a ghost. You live in Kentucky. Probably someone who just wanted a ride. I live in Kentucky too and on a family farm. My family’s farm actually that goes back to 1859. Have I seen a ghost like you did? No. Have I felt ghosts around me? Yes. They’re my ancestors most of time just checking up on me. Are you sure your ghost was actually in your husband’s vehicle? From your description of the incident he might have been riding with you and you saw his reflection in the window. Depends on where the sun was shining. Mirrors can be portals and you may have created a mirror between the two window panes lined up like they were. How’s that for your state of mind? Since I moved home in 1999 I have had a lot of experiences in my house. Most of the time they are friendly folks. I was looking for the gingerbread stuffing recipe but can’t find it. I wanted to try the pork loin recipe with bourbon gingerbread stuffing. Could you help me out please? Thanks, My taste buds are awake from reading the recipe.

    • posted by Janine Washle on January 17, 2016

      Hi Rebecca, Apologies for just getting to this. I took a break from the website, and just logged in this year, lol! I am adamant was adamant…well…hmmm… After sitting here and quietly reflecting on your comment, yes, the ghost was in the passenger seat of his truck. I remembered, upon reflection,turning my head to the right to get a landmark. There was no one in my passenger seat. After getting the landmark I looked back. I looked back and forth several times thinking it really must be a reflection of clouds trying everything to discount what was going on. The stuffing recipe is out on the Kentucky Monthly site, It is their online recipe. The other gingerbread recipes are in the magazine. It is the Dec/Jan issue. I saw several copies a few days ago at Sam’s Club so it is still on shelves. Not sure where you live, but KM is also at Whole Foods, Barnes & Noble, and large grocers that have magazine aisles. I have a couple other ghost stories that I want to put on here. Didn’t happen to me, but friends and acquaintances told me.
      Taken from KM website:
      A Fragrant, Flavorful Christmas
      The Christmas season often is associated with mouthwatering fragrances such as cinnamon, apples and cloves. But possibly the scent that rises above the rest is that of gingerbread. These recipes from CloverFields Farm & Kitchen’s Janine Washle feature the warm scent and tantalizing flavor of gingerbread, and incorporate products made in Kentucky or grown on local farms. Fragrant gingerbread meets up with local ingredients to create new holiday table traditions.
      Dry Rub:
      1 1/2 tablespoons pickling spice
      1 tablespoon granulated sugar
      1 teaspoon salt
      1/4 teaspoon bourbon smoked paprika
      4 pounds pork loin, trimmed
      2 tablespoons vegetable oil
      1/4 cup diced carrots
      1/4 cup diced celery
      1/4 cup diced onions
      1/2 teaspoon salt
      1/2 cup peeled, diced tart apple
      1 1/2 cups day-old gingerbread crumbs*
      ¼ to 1/3 cup apple cider or water
      1/4 cup dry white wine
      1/4 cup water
      Pan drippings
      1/4 cup apple cider vinegar
      1/4 cup granulated sugar
      2/3 cup gingerbread crumbs*
      2/3 cup half-and-half or heavy cream
      Salt and pepper to taste
      1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Prepare the dry rub first by grinding pickling spice in a spice grinder until it becomes a powder. Add sugar, salt and paprika to grinder. Pulse a few times to mix.
      2. Place pork loin on a foil-lined baking sheet. Sprinkle dry rub over all the surfaces and rub in. Place in refrigerator until needed.
      3. Prepare stuffing by heating oil in a large sauté pan over medium high heat. Add carrots, celery, onions and salt to pan. Sauté until carrots and celery are softened and onion is translucent, about 7 minutes. Add diced apple. Continue to sauté until apple is softened, about 4 minutes. Add gingerbread crumbs and combine with vegetables. Add apple cider little by little to moisten the mixture so it holds together when squeezed. Do not add too much liquid or it will become soupy.
      4. Remove pork loin from refrigerator and cut halfway down the center lengthwise with a sharp knife to butterfly. Using palms of hands, press on cut area. Stop cutting once loin easily lays open like a book. Cover butterflied surface with stuffing mixture, leveling it. Use butcher’s twine to reshape and tie up loin. This will take about five pieces of twine.
      5. Place pork loin in a 13×9-inch baking dish. Add wine and water. Bake in uncovered for 1 hour and 40 minutes, or until internal temperature reaches 160 degrees. Cover with foil halfway through roasting to prevent over-browning of stuffing. Remove from oven. Transfer pork loin to a serving platter. Loosely tent with foil and allow to rest while preparing gravy.
      6. To prepare gravy, pour pan drippings into a large sauté pan. Add apple cider vinegar and sugar to pan. Sauté until sugar is dissolved and mixture is simmering. Add gingerbread crumbs and stir until crumbs have just about dissolved into mixture. Stir in cream or half-and-half. Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed.
      7. If a smoother gravy is desired, press mixture through a fine mesh sieve or chinois. Reheat. If too thick, add a little more half-and-half until desired consistency is reached. If too thin, simply add more gingerbread crumbs.
      8. To serve: Remove butcher’s twine from pork loin. Pour gravy around loin. Serve remaining gravy on the side to pour over slices as desired.
      * This is a good way to use up leftover bourbon gingerbread. Make crumbs by pulsing three-four squares of gingerbread in a food processor until the texture looks like fine breadcrumbs.

      *****If you want a Dec/Jan copy with the other recipes, I have several contributor copies and would be happy to send one to you. Just let me know where. And, because I am an opportunist, any advice on how I can get my stories to a broader audience? Or into a situation where they could be judged? Thank you for any comments, of course, that is if you are THE Rebecca of Let’s Do.


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