John Returned

Ad Blocker Detected

Our website is made possible by displaying online advertisements to our visitors. Please consider supporting us by disabling your ad blocker.

My brother John Stuart Locke, aged nineteen, died on April 19,  1966, at Lincoln College in Lincoln, Illinois, when a train  hit him at a crossing. I heard about it  on the radio in  the biology lab at Evanston Township High School in Mr.  Martin’s class, where I was a fifteen-year-old freshman.

My father came to pick me and my sister. We went  down to  Lincoln to get John’s things. My grandparents lived in Pontiac and we met them there. John was buried in  Taylorville,  Illinois,  the family’s  old hometown. It was  hard  for all of us.

A short  time later, at home, I heard the doorbell ring  and went to answer it. it was John. Strangely, when  I saw  him,  I forgot he was dead. I thought he had come home from college.  He came in the door.

I was going to go to the kitchen to get my parents (who had not heard the doorbell, I learned later) but John said he couldn’t stay long. He gave me a hug, said goodbye, and went out the door. I closed it,  then opened it again to see him leave- but he wasn’t there.  I ran to the kitchen to tell my parents.

Richard Locke, Jr.

 Evanston, Illinois

 September 1985

Leave a Reply