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Best known for his iconic television portrayal of lollipop-loving detective Theo Kojak, the late Greece-born great actor Telly Savalas had a real ghostly experience while driving home to Long Island at 3 a.m. on a summer morning in 1954, when it’s over. of gas and decided to walk to a nearby highway where he knew there would still be a gas station open for service.

He walked through a wooded park, like a shortcut, when suddenly this man yelled, “I’ll take you!”

Savalas admitted to being quite moved by the voice, as he hadn’t heard the big black Cadillac pull up beside him. But the man, who was dressed all in white, looked good and took Telly to the gas station. Once there, Savalas was instantly embarrassed to discover that he did not have enough change for gasoline. However, the stranger did not seem bothered by this, and simply handed over some notes and said that it was fine as he could return the money later.

As they drove back to the car, the stranger told Savalas that he knew Harry Agannis. When Savalas asked who he was, the man said he was a Boston Red Sox baseball player. But Savalas had never heard of him. That was the scope of the conversation, and the man left Savalas in his car.

The next day, Savalas was shocked when he read in a newspaper that baseball player Agannis had died suddenly at the age of 24. He had apparently died around the same time his name had been mentioned by the stranger in the car. .

At first, Savalas attributed this to pure coincidence. However, when he tried to call the guy to get his money back, a woman answered and Savalas explained why he was calling. The woman sounded a bit strange and asked what why the guy had been driving and what he had been wearing. When Savalas told her, the woman burst into tears and said that Savalas had just described her husband, who had died three years earlier.

Stunned by what the woman had told him, Savalas began to speculate on all sorts of possible explanations, but couldn’t really think of anything logical that would definitely explain what he had experienced on that lonely road in the wee hours of the morning. Therefore, Savalas eventually came to accept that he had apparently taken a car ride with a dead man.

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