My dad died at age 90. A year or so later, my 12-year-old daughter was riding in the car with me. I saw a man walking along the sidewalk and as I had the thought that he looked like my dad, she said, "that man looks like Grandpa". I told her I had thought so, too. I even made a u-turn at the next intersection and drove back to look but the man was gone. We thought maybe he got on a bus. It was a strange feeling and every once in awhile, she will mention it and she's now fifty.