Xander67
June 8th, 2005, 11:03 PM
I live very close to philadelphia now, I had lived in philly a few years back and on saturdays and sunday afternoon, or maybe after work in the summer I would take a walk in olde city, near the liberty bell... or in the park behind independence hall, (Back when you were allowed to before they fenced it in)
anyways, what happened was that on one night, I was coming home from south st.. I was walking from south st to the gallery, to catch the r-7, it is a very nice walk from 4th st and south, it takes you right through where the historic sites are, Ben franklin's home... Betsy ross's house, etc...
I was walking through independence hall one night, and i sat on one of the benches and just tried to immagine what it would have been like to live back then... and when I stood up to walk away.. I heard a voice in my mind, yet it was not mine, it said, "Dont let the dream die"..
something deep within my gut told me that was Ben Franklin and the dream he spoke of was the american dream as it pertained to me... :)
anyone else have any strange incidents..
anyways, what happened was that on one night, I was coming home from south st.. I was walking from south st to the gallery, to catch the r-7, it is a very nice walk from 4th st and south, it takes you right through where the historic sites are, Ben franklin's home... Betsy ross's house, etc...
I was walking through independence hall one night, and i sat on one of the benches and just tried to immagine what it would have been like to live back then... and when I stood up to walk away.. I heard a voice in my mind, yet it was not mine, it said, "Dont let the dream die"..
something deep within my gut told me that was Ben Franklin and the dream he spoke of was the american dream as it pertained to me... :)
anyone else have any strange incidents..