Told by Barret Ravenhurst, PHD, Owner of The Emporium of Curious Goods.
Written by T. Fox Dunham
Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania, United States
Listen to the narrated version by David Walton on EP27: DECEMBER DARKNESS
Barret Ravenhurst told me a strange tale of telephones and the dead last time I visited Jim Thorpe, PA. Jim Thorpe is a beautiful town at the southern end of what we call the Poconos, a mountainous region of Pennsylvania. Many visit these mountains to enjoy the forests, parks and lakes to ski, hike or kayak. The towns were built during the coal mining era of Pennsylvania and are deeply rooted in Irish folklore and ghost stories.
Barret Ravenhurst runs the The Emporium of Curious Goods, a new age store providing relics and supplies to several religions including Buddhism and paganism. It is a beautiful store, more like a museum that smells of sweet incense and offers decorations of nature and Asian culture to the eye.
When I met Barret on this later day of August, he was a bit astounded by a series of events that had recently transpired. He says the events are hard to follow but all is understood by the end of the tale.
Years ago, they had a wiccan clerk named Debbie. She’d emailed him that her life partner, Bernie, had died of cancer at the age of 56 and asked Barret if he knew anyone who would conduct a Wiccan funeral. Barret knew of just the person: Psychic & Tarot reader, Dave. Dave said he could do the service on Friday at 8PM, even though he was a stranger to Debbie and Bernie. After the service on Friday, Bernie was cremated and the ashes were scattered Sunday.
Now the Emporium as with all the downtown shops of Jim Thorpe, PA, has terrible pavement in the front. There was a cement contractor doing most of them over, and this contractor left a contract for Barret to sign on that Sunday. Barret decided to call the contractor’s office and leave a message for him to stop in the next day to pick up the contract. He dialed the 610 number listed on his contact information and was surprised when a lady answered. Barret introduced himself, said where he was calling from, and to his further surprise the women seemed to know Barret and even sounded happy that he called. He started to give the message about the contract, and the woman interrupted him: “Do you know who you are talking to, Barret?”
Barret replied with, “Ok. I give up. Who are you?” Her answer nearly made him fall off his chair.
“This is Debbie. We are out in the cemetery scattering Bernie’s ashes right now. I felt my phone vibrate. What number were you trying to call?” He told her, and the number shared no similarity to hers.
Barret thought this was the end of the story, but a little after 3PM, his friend Rick said he was hungry for french fries, so he phoned a nearby pizza place. However, instead of getting the pizza place, he ended up calling Dave, the psychic who performed the wiccan funeral. Again, the number was different. Dave told him he was out of fries and should order Chinese instead. Barret nearly fell out of his chair again.
Often, we hear stories of the dead trying to communicate through various and beclouded devices. Was this another such story? Or just a series of coincidences? What is the telephone connection to the dead? And can we hear their message?