Well, his name was very common, but his sister's wasn't. So I looked up the sister and found her through her son's wedding announcement. I did a person search and got a phone number and address. Now, we all know that the white pages on the 'net aren't the most reliable. Especially when you're talking about older folk who go off to live in yonder places.
So, I got to work. Last day. NOTHING to do. I decided to attempt to call my mother's long-lost cousin.
Sure enough, the phone number was correct! I identified myself, and who my mother was. She answered, "Oh, I remember her, she was the same age as my brother."
And my heart fell. I caught the past tense. I could hear her voice choking up.
"Oh, is he no longer with us?"
"No, he just died yesterday. We're planning the funeral today."
Spooky, right? Almost like John was saying goodbye to Mom?
So, as I was sitting in the front of the school letting folks in ( I had nothing else to do!), I chatted with a few folks, and shared my spooky story, and what do you know? Both of them, independently, had equally spooky stories. Coincidence? Twilight zone? I don't know. But it sure was spooky.