Sharon Thompson-Davis said: January 16, 2012 7:51 pm PST
Last visited when Cole was still alive. One of the most profound things in my life happened while touring the museum.....only six of us on tour. Rest of tour went upstairs and I lingered a moment downstairs in the "laundry room," flooded with light. I was by myself, gazing in wonderment at a display case with the arrowheads, papoose beadings and moccasins, etc, when I heard the door ten feet away shut. I looked up and there was Cabot, with the curly salt and pepper hair, shoe-button eyes, handlebar mustache---staring at me. I instinctively said "I'm not taking anything...I'm just looking!"....realizing, in the moment, I could see the rough-hewn door THROUGH him. I glanced back at the display case, realized what I had seen in an instant, looked up---GONE. I was so stunned (and still am...this was 1995) I could hardly speak. Saying nothing to everyone else, my husband and I went in the gift shop after the tour and spoke with our guide about it, describing what I had seen. He asked if I'd ever seen a picture of Cabot or been there before, and of course I hadn't. He said "turn around," and there on the wall was a newspaper photograph of Cabot from the 1960's looking just as I had seen him, in the same outfit I asked the guide if he had seen him...."yes," he replied. "He's here." True story. I would like to come back to visit!!