Ellis Island: entry facility for immigrants to USA 1892-1954. Photo AdMeskens
A coincidence story via JC - thanks.
"My grandparents are immigrants who met each other on the boat to the US. They obviously went on to get married, have children and have lived a happy life together.
Years and years after arriving in America, my grandmother was reminiscing about her trip to the boat and how she nearly missed it.
She told the story of how the car she was in, on the way to the port, broke down. The driver said to her and her sister, "Don't worry ladies. I’ve got a friend up the street who’s handy with this stuff and he’ll help me out. You have a drink here at this pub and I’ll be back in a bit."
An hour or so later he returned and they went on their way.
When my grandma told this story, my grandpa remembered helping to fix a car just before he left for the boat himself. Turns out it was her car he fixed!
The strange thing was, my grandfather wasn’t a mechanic, he was just handy. If he hadn’t been, perhaps my grandmother would have missed the boat and they would never have met.
February 5th was a special day for mum Pam Banwell as it was her daughter Millie's first birthday. There was an extra big family celebration in South Wales because, as well as being Millie's birthday, it was also the birthday of her other two children Jac and Alisha.
Pam and her partner Lee Collins didn't plan it to happen this way it was just one of those 133,000 to one coincidences that can happen. Millie actually came into the world ten days prematurely - another coincidence.
There was a special birthday cake. No, not one each - but a cake in three sections: a third in the colours of Manchester United Football Club for Jac, a third as a Princess for Alisha and the remaining segment was of Mickey Mouse for Millie.
Pam said, "When most families are trying to cope with the post-Christmas blues, we are planning a big celebration all over again. It's like Christmas morning with presents and a big party. And it will be the same on February the 5th for years to come as well."
I also saw the following on a Daily Mail comment: "My mother was born on the 7th August 1933, I was born on the same day, 7th August 1955, I got married on 7th August 1984, my best mate and man was born on the same day as me, my eldest daughter was born on the 7th August 1986 and my son on 7th August 1987. Beat that! - Paul"
A couple of coincidence or synchronicity stories today, with thanks from JC.
Here's a couple of coincidences. The first one. About 10 years ago I first contacted my great aunt, who told me my father's great grandmother and her sister, Faith and Phoebe, had come from England, a small village called Morchard Bishop.
I phoned my sister, who had recently moved from America to England to tell her. Without knowing anything about these ancestors my sister had also named her two daughters Faith and Phoebe and had bought her house two miles from Morchard Bishop.
Another little one. When we were very little kids my brother and I were given silver dollars by a visiting guest. In a fight with him I threw his coin into the garden. In looking for the coin later that day a grown-up said take a rock and throw it where you threw the coin. I (a lousy throw) threw a rock and it landed on the coin, which popped into the air like a tiddlywink and I was able to find it.
A coincidence story today from Sandra about crows:
The other day there were two big black crows in my garden. They looked quite intimidating close up and they hung about for ages.
Later the same day I went to the supermarket and as I parked my car at the far side of the car park, near a grassy bank, a crow landed quite near to me. It appeared that he was looking at me but I thought it was only my imagination.
A short while after arriving home my husband returned early from work. This was because he had to get up early the next day to drive to see a client at Crowborough in East Sussex, and the name of the man was Mr.Crowe.
Kayla sent me these two coincidence stories. Thank you Kayla.
I have two coincidences that I thought I would share with you after reading the majority of the ones on your website.
Saved in the gold mine
The first incident occurred almost 17 years ago when I was just a baby but my Mom told me about it.
My Dad works at a gold mine in the pit. In case you have never seen one it is basically a deep hole in the shape of an oval with shelf like roads stacked from top to bottom for both stability and machinery movement purposes.
My Dad was working a shovel which is used primarily to clean up the roads and moving large rocks that could be hazardous to workers. He was working on one of the shelves when my Mom called him. He told her he would call her back in five minutes - which would give him time to get to safe area where he wouldn't be in the way of other equipment.
When my Dad was safely able to call my Mom back and talk to her he heard over the radio that a shelf had just collapsed. This was the area that mere minutes ago he was just at.
Had my Dad been there for just a couple more minutes it would have been a sure death. My Mom said that she just had an overwhelming desire to talk to him and says she is so thankful she did.
My second coincidence occurred very recently, only a month or so ago.
The same message received from Grandpa
It was about a week before Thanksgiving and we received a call from my Grandma who told us that my Grandpa had passed away. I was instantly in tears and it took me a good while to calm down. When I finally did my Mom and I started talking and reminiscing. She mentioned that it was odd because when she was 19, a week before Thanksgiving, her Grandpa passed away. I was 19 as well.
I kind of thought it was odd and didn't really think anything of it, actually I kind of chuckled and said, "Well thanks for that tradition."
It really got eerie a week later. I had this dream in which I was talking to my Grandma. All of a sudden my Grandpa's ghost was standing there and I talked to him. My Grandma thought I was crazy because she couldn't see him and thought I was talking to myself. Right before I woke up my Grandpa said to me, "It will be alright."
When my Mom got home from work that night I told her about the dream and she just looked at me like I was crazy. Turns out a week after her Grandpa died she had that exact same dream, and her Grandpa told her the exact same thing.