I've read a lot about the stories that take place in England and the Eastern United States. Has anyone experienced situations involving deceased family members similar to the ones listed below?

These are all true accounts and relate to my father who died in July, 1990 in a small town in Nebraska, USA.

After dad's death, my brother reported that he had taken a load of cattle to market and was sleeping in the bunk waiting to unload first thing in the morning. Mind you, dad and my brother drove semis for the same cattle company for years before dad died and went on some of the same hauls together. Anyway, my brother was awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the cab of his truck and saying "Jimmy, you had better get up and get going if you want to be first in line this morning". Jim looked out of the bunk and there was no one there. The only person to call Jim "Jimmy" was dad.

One of my other brothers' wife relates that the lights in their spare bedroom continue to go on and off without anyone in the room. This was the room that dad occupied whenever mom had to go to work and my brother and his wife would take care of dad.

My sister-in-law had gone to take a shower and when she entered the bedroom, the covers were drawn back as if someone was getting ready to retire for the night. There was no one in their home and the doors were all locked. Both my brother and his wife searched the home and found nothing. Things continued to be moved from one spot to another spot without explanation.

Brother #4 was married two years ago in October. The day of their wedding the priest did a nice job of remembering dad at the wedding without causing grief to anyone. The day after their wedding we were all gathered at the newlywed's new home when it began to shower. Before they had opened one gift, the lights went out. There was no lightning, no thunder, nothing to knock out the electricity. We all laughed and said "Dad's here" much to the dismay of the new in-laws. My brother said "you can turn the lights on now Dad" and they went on immediately. The lights have never gone off since, not during a blizzard, not during severe thunderstorms, etc.

Sister #2 was telling her friends at a gathering at her place in Tempe, AZ about Dad's afterlife adventures, when suddenly they heard the unmistakeable sound of a semi's airhorn. They got up from the table and went outside to see where the semi was as they lived on a cul'd'sac and there was no way a truck could enter the street. You guessed it. There was no truck in sight. Remember, Dad was a trucker for over 40 years.

Sister #2 and her roommate have been having Dad visit them quite a few times since his death. They have smelled the after shave Dad used. Dad was in the habit of using the bathroom during the middle of the evening. At least once a week, the bathroom toilet flushes in the middle of the night by itself.

Sister #2 was talking to an overnight visitor of her roommate's when the overnight visitor asked her if their house was haunted. No mention was made of Dad to this visitor at all prior to the overnight stay so Sister #2 asked the visitor what he meant. The visitor said he had to go to the bathroom during the middle of the night and he saw a man walk through the living room. Sister #2 asked him what he looked like and he said the man was tall (Dad was 6'4"), was stooped shouldered (as was Dad), he wore cowboy boots (Dad's favorite shoe), and he had one pant leg stuck in his boot (we were always ribbing Dad about looking like Andy Taylor of Mayberry and wearing one pant leg in and one pant leg out). There is no way this stranger could know this about Dad. To date, this is the only visual of Dad that we have had.

Mom has someone knocking on the side of her house at least once a week during the night. She's never had the nerve to look out the window to see if anyone was there.

My nephew was only a few months old when Grandpa died. He would visit the grave with my brother and would say things like "Grandpa wants to talk with you" and that "there were some pretty ladies with Grandpa that could fly". My nephew had no conception of what an angel was, but he was pretty descriptive about what they looked like.

It does seem that Dad likes to play with the lights. My niece was walking past her bathroom door when the light in the bathroom went out. My niece said "Okay, Grandpa, turn the light back on" and it did go one once again immediately.

We were telling our cousins about these strange happenings at the funeral of their mother last year. Some of the cousins thought this was too wierd and went to leave the garage (they were outside smoking). The garage had a cement floor, but when one of the cousins grabbed the door knob, she received an static electrical shock. Where did the static come from?

I know this is long, but remember you can always hit the delete key if you are not interested. These things are true and there are many more incidences that we do casually explain away as being Dad.

Has anyone else experienced anything similar?