In 1994, a week after my grandmother's funeral, the telephone rang one morning and awoke my mother.  She said she heard static at first, and then her mother's voice state her name.  My mother was so astonished and she asked my grandmother "what are you doing?  How are you calling me?”  My grandmother replied in a very gay voice "It's my day to ring the bells!”  That was the end of the phone call.  My mother is still astonished to this day and says her voice was just as clear as day.