How a stand-up comic met the ghost of George Reeves, TV"s Superman
A month later, we were back east and in New York to visit with Jack Larson's agent. After waiting a short time in the lobby, she came out, greeted us and asked us to tell her our story. We no sooner got about two or three minutes into the tale, when she asked us to come into her office. I think it didn't take long for her to realize that we weren't two nuts and that we were quite sincere. She agreed to pass on the letter to Jack, thanking us for sharing our story with her.
A few weeks later, while we were in Atlantic City doing the show with Merv, I received a letter from Jack Larson. He thanked us for our letter and said, "Of course I believe it, but I wouldn't know what to make of it." He told us that after George had died, Toni Mannix, George's former girlfriend, would call Jack in the middle of the night and wake him up saying that she had just seen and heard George. He told me to remember him to Merv, saying that they once did a movie together.
ATTEMPT AT CONTACT
Around this time, almost as a joke, we thought we'd try our hand at contacting George through a Ouija board. As I said, my wife has that intuitive way about her and, believe it or not, we were very successful in talking to George. When we'd work the Ouija board, I'd keep my eyes closed and my wife would read the board. It started out slowly. We'd ask him questions, such as, "What actress did you think was very sexy?"
He said, "Paulette Goddard."
My wife never even heard of Paulette Goddard.
Back in the early 1940s, Paulette Goddard did a movie with Bob Hope called Ghostbreakers.
In one scene, they refer to the smell of sulfur while speaking of ghosts. Apparently, the smell of sulfur or rotten eggs is quite often associated with ghosts. Well, my wife and I had been experiencing that odor at various times, not realizing its meaning, always wondering what the heck that smell was and where it was coming from. It wasn't until after we heard the music that I read a book about ghosts and learned about the sulfur odors.
While I was doing the show in Atlantic City, I was having some problems with my ex-wife, whom we shall call Karen. My wife and I had taken a long walk up and down the boardwalk, talking about Karen and the problems she was causing. That night, after spending some time on the Ouija board talking to George, we were sitting in bed watching Superman on the TV at one in the morning. (I had brought my VCR and tapes with me.)
All of a sudden, the bed filled up with the sulfur, rotten eggs smell. My wife turned to me and jokingly asked if it was me. We figured it was George, so we went back to the board. We asked him what was up and he said, "Don't worry about Karen."
We said, "Okay, anything else?"
He said, "No, goodnight. Don't let the bedbugs bite."
We got back in bed and continued to watch Superman. About 20 minutes later, the bed filled up with the rotten egg smell again, and back again we went to the Ouija board. We asked George if he had something else to tell us and he said, "Yes, I love how you watch me."
I was so overcome with emotion that I found myself sitting at the board at 1:30 in the morning crying my eyes out.
One time we were talking to George and he had quite a bit to tell me. He began by saying, "It's not easy to say this to such a good friend, but you're too nice a guy. It's a cruel world and people can mistake my being so nice as a weakness and take advantage of me."
I said to George, "But I always heard you were a nice guy."
He said, "Back then things were different and I did more acting off stage than on." He advised me to "be like a clam, soft and true to yourself on the inside and hard on the outside. You can always open up." I always thought that was good advice. George communicated to me that he was my guardian angel. Wow! Who could ask for more than that?
Another strange thing we'd experience would be street lights going on and off as I passed under them, either driving or walking. It's something that happens to people once in awhile, but not often. It happened to me three times in one week, which struck me as unusual. On our way home from a gig in Santa Barbara, my wife and I were talking about the lights and I said, "I just know it's George trying to contact me." At the exact moment I said that, the light we were going under went out and the car filled up with the sulfur, rotten egg odor.
Next page:George's Ghost Appears
A few weeks later, while we were in Atlantic City doing the show with Merv, I received a letter from Jack Larson. He thanked us for our letter and said, "Of course I believe it, but I wouldn't know what to make of it." He told us that after George had died, Toni Mannix, George's former girlfriend, would call Jack in the middle of the night and wake him up saying that she had just seen and heard George. He told me to remember him to Merv, saying that they once did a movie together.
ATTEMPT AT CONTACT
Around this time, almost as a joke, we thought we'd try our hand at contacting George through a Ouija board. As I said, my wife has that intuitive way about her and, believe it or not, we were very successful in talking to George. When we'd work the Ouija board, I'd keep my eyes closed and my wife would read the board. It started out slowly. We'd ask him questions, such as, "What actress did you think was very sexy?"
He said, "Paulette Goddard."
My wife never even heard of Paulette Goddard.
Back in the early 1940s, Paulette Goddard did a movie with Bob Hope called Ghostbreakers.
In one scene, they refer to the smell of sulfur while speaking of ghosts. Apparently, the smell of sulfur or rotten eggs is quite often associated with ghosts. Well, my wife and I had been experiencing that odor at various times, not realizing its meaning, always wondering what the heck that smell was and where it was coming from. It wasn't until after we heard the music that I read a book about ghosts and learned about the sulfur odors.
While I was doing the show in Atlantic City, I was having some problems with my ex-wife, whom we shall call Karen. My wife and I had taken a long walk up and down the boardwalk, talking about Karen and the problems she was causing. That night, after spending some time on the Ouija board talking to George, we were sitting in bed watching Superman on the TV at one in the morning. (I had brought my VCR and tapes with me.)
All of a sudden, the bed filled up with the sulfur, rotten eggs smell. My wife turned to me and jokingly asked if it was me. We figured it was George, so we went back to the board. We asked him what was up and he said, "Don't worry about Karen."
We said, "Okay, anything else?"
He said, "No, goodnight. Don't let the bedbugs bite."
We got back in bed and continued to watch Superman. About 20 minutes later, the bed filled up with the rotten egg smell again, and back again we went to the Ouija board. We asked George if he had something else to tell us and he said, "Yes, I love how you watch me."
I was so overcome with emotion that I found myself sitting at the board at 1:30 in the morning crying my eyes out.
One time we were talking to George and he had quite a bit to tell me. He began by saying, "It's not easy to say this to such a good friend, but you're too nice a guy. It's a cruel world and people can mistake my being so nice as a weakness and take advantage of me."
I said to George, "But I always heard you were a nice guy."
He said, "Back then things were different and I did more acting off stage than on." He advised me to "be like a clam, soft and true to yourself on the inside and hard on the outside. You can always open up." I always thought that was good advice. George communicated to me that he was my guardian angel. Wow! Who could ask for more than that?
Another strange thing we'd experience would be street lights going on and off as I passed under them, either driving or walking. It's something that happens to people once in awhile, but not often. It happened to me three times in one week, which struck me as unusual. On our way home from a gig in Santa Barbara, my wife and I were talking about the lights and I said, "I just know it's George trying to contact me." At the exact moment I said that, the light we were going under went out and the car filled up with the sulfur, rotten egg odor.
Next page:George's Ghost Appears