The Bridge Stranger.
About three year's ago when we were living off of our Front Street apartment we took a walk to Wal-Mart for whatever reason it might have been. It could have just been a walk to get out and do something. Anyway while crossing the Pine Street bridge about mid-way we got stopped by this stranger. Now mind you at this time I had lived in town for 34 years and worked at very many stores that were in town so you can only imagine how many people I have come across in my time. This gentlemen who approached us (Black guy, mid 50's dressed nicely and very nice almost at peace with himself and the world) said to us you guys have a very very beautiful daughter. MAY I BLESS HER AND YOUR LITTLE FAMILY? So right away both me and the wife look at each other and I said SURE. So he started praying for our small family. He then said to us he has some info to share with us and said do you mind if I give it to you. We said sure we will take it no problem. Just a small flyer with Jesus on it and some scriptures from the Bible. So after saying our goodbye's and such we both went our separate ways. Both me and the wife looked back after a-little and the man was completely gone. I still have the flyer somewhere around here. If I find it I will post a picture of it here. It was just a very odd encounter that me and the wife had.
The Wedding Party Stranger.
The wife and I got married on October 24th 2009 at around 5pm. It was suppose to be 4pm but HER mom was late coming from Jersey. We got married by the Mayor of Catasauqua and had the wedding at the Catasauqua Park under my favorite pavilion. We were suppose to be married on the 2nd dip of the 3 dips and the family would look up to us but it started to rain so moved it to the pavilion. IT POURED LIKE CRAZY! Anyway we did the I DO'S the porno kiss (that was all her) then headed to the American Legion where we had our big party. Danced ate did what everybody does at a Wedding. Well at least somewhat what you do at a wedding, lol. Anyway after everything we were to take the rest of the party goer's back to our house in North Catty. I stayed a bit longer to make sure everything was nice and clean and stuff was taken care of properly because I didn't need any issue's. I was approached by a lady (White lady mid 50's with Lucille Ball red hair very nice smile not just her smile but with her eye's as well) She said to me you are the groom right I said yes I am. She told me that she was there to help clean up after the wedding and said to me that it was a very BEAUTIFUL wedding. I was like well thank you it was a Halloween, punk, gothic style wedding so you can imagine. She said to me you guys were just BEAUTIFUL. She said that we will have a very long and happy marriage. She also mentioned to me about the rain and that rain is good luck for a couple. She talked to me about other stuff as well. I said to her do you want to know something, she said what is it? I said the shirt you are wearing is a shirt my wife and her father use to have. My wife still has both shirts. Anyway she smiled and I told her the story of how we first met and how her father passed and all that. She said to me don't worry hun he was here today looking over you two and has blessed you. I started crying and told her thank you for that. I then hugged her and said I needed to head home. Now I was approached by just about everybody there and I never saw this lady before or even after the wedding. So was this my wife father or a message from him through this lady I don't know but I will take it with a grain of salt that our loved one's are ALWAY'S WATCHING OVER US! After the wedding and month went by I started talking to people about the lady and not one person could remember her from the wedding even the wife said no never seen her. I will ask my wife to put on her LIGHTHOUSE shirt so I can take a picture of it. Now here is the kicker on WHY I cried. On my wife's right shoulder she has a LIGHTHOUSE and the word DAD tattooed there. I was originally going to ask her to marry me at CAPE HATTERAS but things went differently.
So those are my two stories of the Strangers.
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