With Father’s Day approaching, my mind becomes consumed with memories of my father and a story about his passing that has a paranormal twist you may appreciate….

Daddy was diagnosed with colon cancer and lived for about two years before crossing over in April, 1991.  I remember him as a man with an incredibly calm disposition.  He rarely showed anger and if he did, it didn’t last long.  I also remember him as a very devoted Christian.  My parents divorced when I was very young, but I remember spending many weekends and summer vacations with Daddy over the years.  If I forgot to pack a dress for Sunday church, he took me to one of the malls in Memphis, Tennessee and bought me something to wear.  We didn’t miss church.  Even though he slept through most of the service.  He had a condition known as sleep narcolepsy.  Usually, my brother…