I’ve had a lot of experience with ghosts the years following my experience and this was by far the most intense — the whistling was so clear and lasted so long. I FELT the whistling in my ear. I’ll never forget that. Sleep well, Paw Paw.

I often wonder what would’ve happened if I had written this story when I was 8. I wonder if any of the facts would’ve changed, or if more small details now lost would’ve been included. I wonder how fresh the fear would be in every word. It has been so long that the anxiety I’d experience just thinking of it has grown…