Got a call from my neighbor yesterday. He had some news for me. He came over and told his story. He and his wife went to look at a condo. The realtor asked where he lived now. He said Lovejoy Ave. She said Grandpa used to live on Lovejoy and proceeds to describe our house with accurate detail. Stories about Christmas, birthday, Grandpa's medical office in the house (he was Dr. Acker), even a funeral in the home. And the show stopper: "As far as I know, Great Grandpa is buried in the yard somewhere" Whoa! Spooky Tuesday!