The Ghost of Wakefield Road
 

They say the first time he appeared was shortly after the end 
of the Second World War when it was common to see many demobbed 
soldiers making their way back home to their families. 

He appeared a lone soul walking along the near deserted Pt. 
Wakefield Rd heading towards the township of Adelaide, when a 
passerby stopped because she felt sorry for him and offered 
him a lift. 

Her own husband had only recently returned home and she felt 
sympathy for the young soldier who was very thin with pale, 
almost translucent like skin. They traveled for more than 
three quarters of an hour with the soldier not talking much, 
but said he was heading home to see his mother in Adelaide to 
tell her that he was alright as she had not heard from him in 
almost four years. 

He then asked if he could lie down on the backseat as he was 
very tired and not feeling well and proceeded to climb over 
the front bench seat to the back (The car was an old two door 
1930's Ford Coupe). He promptly fell asleep and the last the 
woman driver saw of him was the thin figure slumbering with 
an almost deathly stillness. 

Finally they reached Adelaide and the woman stopped the car 
to ask him where he wanted to be dropped off as he had not 
told her the exact address. When she turned to ask him he was 
gone......... No trace of the soldier could be found, and he 
could not have got out of the back of the car as it was a 
solid roofed car with only two doors (being a coupe). 

Even if he had attempted to get out via the front doors it 
would have been impossible as the doors opened from the 
middle pillar outward (what was termed suicide doors on most 
pre 1950 cars) and this would have been impossible to do 
whilst the car was driving on the open road it is almost 
impossible to open them against the force of the wind. 

She could not believe it at first but was certainly adamant 
that she had seen and spoken to this individual and 
remembered that he had given her his name and some details 
about his life and the suburb where his mother lived. 

Later that week she drove to the suburb and with after some 
detective work found the house where the soldiers mother 
lived, she knocked on the door and asked the young solider 
by name.....the middle aged woman was hesitant and at first 
wanted to shut the door on her.....she replied to the woman 
yes that is my son but he went missing in action in during 
the war....that was in 1941...his airplane crashed over 
Borneo......he was 19 years old....now go away. 

With that the woman shut the door and left the other woman 
to wander back to her car alone. She wanted to tell the 
mother that her son wanted to come home to her but how 
could she explain the ethereal apparition that she picked 
up walking the endless walk of those that never got to say 
goodbye.

Since that time, the soldier ghost of Pt. Wakefield road 
has been spotted on numbers occasions the latest sighting 
being earlier this year. He is always dressed the same but 
rarify asks for a lift, apparently quickly disappearing 
once drivers stop to offer him one.

This is a true story.