Ruby Unruh Terry had premonitions throughout her lifetime, many of which came true. In the old country, it was often accepted as part of life that one would say goodbye to the spirit of a relative at the moment of their death. These beliefs persisted in the new land, with first and second generation immigrants from Russian Poland. Here is a sampling of stories from the life of Ruby Unruh Terry.
One time when she was young, she found a book on fortune telling with cards, not Tarot but regular playing cards. She thought it would be fun to do at parties so at one party she dressed up like a gypsy and sat in the corner and told fortunes. She said as she worked with the cards, different things would come into her mind and she would relate them. There was one young man she had never met before and she told him, "You are dating a woman who has told you she isn't married but she is. Watch out for her husband." The next week the man called her and asked for another reading as his girlfriend did turn out to have a husband and he tried to kill him. She didn't give the man another reading but gave up fortune telling.
When she was a little girl living in Newton, KS, there were a people her parents knew who were all part of the group that had immigrated from northern Europe. They lived out in the country and didn't have telephones. She said that on more than one occasion when there was one of their family members in the hospital who died, she would ride out with her father to tell the family. The family was aware of not only the death but the time as they said their relative walked through the house. They believed he/she was saying goodbye
One morning when I was about 8 years old, my mother got up in the morning and said she had had the most oppressive dream that left her really down. She drempt of her mother's kitchen and it was full of funeral flowers. She said she was afraid it meant her mother had died. My dad said that was a lot of nonsense as we hadn't even known her mother was sick. Later in the morning we got the phone call that her mother had died during the night.
When I was about 11 we were living in the LA area. Her oldest brother had had a slight heart attack and been off work for a few days but had gone back that day. We were listening to the radio at about 9 or 10 o'clock that night when my mother said she had heard a noise on the porch (I didn't hear anything) She said "That was Amel (sp?) he died and came to say good by". I didn't believe her but the next morning we got a phone call that my uncle and his wife had gone to bed very early the night before. His wife woke up at some point close to morning and discovered he had died early in the night.
She related from time to time that she had dreams about trivial things that "came true" the following day.
As Related by Harriet Terry