Blog: Pearls of Wisdom
Battle of Ridgeway 1866
I was called to a home outside of Ridgeway, Ontario, Canada as the mother Joan and young daughter (3 yrs of age) Mary kept seeing a soldier in the house and he would look at Mary while she was in bed. The daughter refused to sleep in her own bed. These home owners were doing renovations to the house and opening walls to removed them and make a room larger.
When I entered the front bedroom I was aware of the solider immediately. I started a conversation to inquire as to why he was remaining in this room and in the house? He was very pleasant young man but obvious taken back that I could have a conversation with him as he had not been able to talk to anyone in a very long time. I explained who I was and that I was there to try to assist him as well.
He explained that he was badly wounded in the Battle of Ridgeway. The owners of the house took him and to hide him and tried to help him while he healed. He was in his early 20’s from what I remember. He was an American soldier. They had taken his Rifle, cup and dog tags and placed them in the wall to hide them, for safe keeping and in case anyone came to question him. Unfortunately he died and so he has been residing there ever since.
The next owners of the house had removed his rifle etc. during a renovation and he was very upset that it had been taken. Now these home owners were doing more renovation and it was agitating the solider even more. So, he had been wandering through the house fretting about the removal of his equipment. He gave me his named, badge and regiment number from upper New York State and I passed it on to the family living in the house.
I then went on to explain that he had passed and it was 100 years after the battle. His wandering through the house was scaring the daughter of the new owners. I assisted him into the light. I checked back with them a few weeks later and there was no more sightings of the solider.
The exciting part was that Pam, the new home owner had gone across the border to the library and checked the soldiers Regiment, name and badge number. The irony was that at the same time she was doing a family Tree and he was a 2nd cousin. I believe that everything happens for a reason.
In light and light
Battle of Ridgeway 1866
I was called to a home outside of Ridgeway, Ontario, Canada as the mother Joan and young daughter (3 yrs of age) Mary kept seeing a soldier in the house and he would look at Mary while she was in bed. The daughter refused to sleep in her own bed. These home owners were doing renovations to the house and opening walls to removed them and make a room larger.
When I entered the front bedroom I was aware of the solider immediately. I started a conversation to inquire as to why he was remaining in this room and in the house? He was very pleasant young man but obvious taken back that I could have a conversation with him as he had not been able to talk to anyone in a very long time. I explained who I was and that I was there to try to assist him as well.
He explained that he was badly wounded in the Battle of Ridgeway. The owners of the house took him and to hide him and tried to help him while he healed. He was in his early 20’s from what I remember. He was an American soldier. They had taken his Rifle, cup and dog tags and placed them in the wall to hide them, for safe keeping and in case anyone came to question him. Unfortunately he died and so he has been residing there ever since.
The next owners of the house had removed his rifle etc. during a renovation and he was very upset that it had been taken. Now these home owners were doing more renovation and it was agitating the solider even more. So, he had been wandering through the house fretting about the removal of his equipment. He gave me his named, badge and regiment number from upper New York State and I passed it on to the family living in the house.
I then went on to explain that he had passed and it was 100 years after the battle. His wandering through the house was scaring the daughter of the new owners. I assisted him into the light. I checked back with them a few weeks later and there was no more sightings of the solider.
The exciting part was that Pam, the new home owner had gone across the border to the library and checked the soldiers Regiment, name and badge number. The irony was that at the same time she was doing a family Tree and he was a 2nd cousin. I believe that everything happens for a reason.
In light and light
RSS Feed
