A ghost saved my sons lives….

In Enid, Oklahoma… back in the day when I lived there… I worked at a high-end restaurant as a waitress… at the time I was going through my 3rd divorce and like all my divorces, it cost me… So a 2nd job was needed to pay the bills…

I was lucky, I was living in base housing and my 2 boys were only 5 & 3 yrs old… and I needed a reliable babysitter… and I happen to mention that when talking to the First Sgt. for the base and he recommended his 13-year-old son… and they lived in based housing, so, no need to run the kid home, he could walk… and I rarely got home before 10PM…

One night after a very busy shift… the guys and I sat down to have a night-cap and shoot the breeze, before we all headed to our prospective homes…

I had just taken a sip of my drink and I went cold inside… you know the expression, someone walked over your grave… that kind of spooky feeling…

I jumped up and knocked my chair over, grabbing my keys and purse and ran for my car… It was only a 15 minute drive that time of night….

As the security policeman waved me through, I headed straight for my house… 

The minute I opened the front door the smell of natural gas pushed me back outside….

I threw everything on the ground, ran next door to my supervisor and had him call 911 and I went running in that house, all the time telling myself, DO NOT TOUCH A SWITCH…

I ran for the bedroom and grabbed my sons, one in each arm and ran for the front door, gasping for air….

By this time, my supervisor is standing in the front yard, boxer shorts and all, taking the boys and I yelled I have to get the babysitter out of the house….

I grabbed him and dragged him out the front door, just as the fire department showed up…

I sent the babysitter home after he was checked out and waited for the fire department to tell me why my home was filled with gas… and the explanation to this day sends a chill down my spine…

All of the pilot lights had been blown out, on the 4 burner stove, on the hot water tank and on the gas dryer… 

A couple of days later I found out why this had happened… The babysitter had raped my child and tried to commit suicide and take my sons with him….

How could I have known, down town, not a call or conversation with the kids and I knew my sons were dying…. and the fire department said it was very lucky I followed procedure or I would have blown up part of base housing…

I often wondered about that moment in time that saved my sons lives… was it intuition or something else… I would like to think it was something else…

You see, my grandpa was a veteran and he had been stationed at Vance when it was an Army Air Field during the world war…. my granpa, lived at the base I was stationed at…

My first-born was born a month before my grandpa died… His first great-grandchild… I would like to think, it was his whisper I heard in my ear that night…

Even those of us, who have no faith or beliefs in gods… have hope… I know it was my intuition that saved my sons lives that night…

But, I like to think it was grandpa, watching over his first great grandsons….

TimesUp #MeToo WhyIDidntTell

I Remember… Margie.. who loved ghost stories…

Sgt USAF DAV

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