Hmm
Well, feel free to prove me wrong on this. I have no recollection of this happening as I was far too young. First things first, I used to have an uncle, my mum's brother, called Andrew. He died long before I met him in a motorcycle accident. I was at such an age that I didn't know he even existed. My mother swears she never mentioned Andrew to me, nor how he died.

And yet... I claim to have seen him. I didn't know it was him, but I claim that a young man in a hat, (I must have explained it was a crash helmet somehow, because my mother said she knew what I was talking about) sat on the end of my bed in the night whilst visiting my grandparents, the same house Andrew lived in for a long time, and told me everything was going to be okay, and other words of comfort.

Now... this may have been my overactive imagination and some subconscious puzzle-piece placing by my mum, but it's still quite odd.
( Bats, Thu 10 Jul 2008, 7:45, 3 replies)

you met him in a motorcycle accident long after he died?
/pedant
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 10 Jul 2008, 9:00, closed)

Fixed, sort of.
I knew as I was writing it, it was little more than a ramble.
( Bats, Thu 10 Jul 2008, 9:26, closed)

Not unusual
I had similar experiences as a kid. Apparently, so far as my 4 year old vocab could describe, the bearded person I told my folks about sounded very similar to my grandfather, who died when my mum was pregnant with me.

Can't say it's made any real lasting impression and the last time I tried to mention it (some 35 years since it happened), my mum got dead upset and so it's never been discussed again. Granted, she had a huge problem with me talking about my childhood as I spent a lot of it being fostered by people.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Thu 10 Jul 2008, 11:05, closed)