Growing up, my uncle told the wildest stories—some believable, some not. One that stuck was about the mysterious Wampus Cat. He’d say it lurked at night, screaming like a woman. As a kid, I’d wait outside hoping to hear it but never did. Years later, my younger sister actually heard the scream while standing on the porch with another uncle—I missed it by a minute. Fast-forward to me at 36, and I finally heard that eerie sound myself. Now I wish my uncle was here to tell him.