Sometimes I see my deceased father's dead ringer alive and carrying about life. Its been 14 years since his sudden death but still, I often have to do double takes on these similar looking men.
Does this happen to any of you?

Not that, but for many years I have run into people in local nightclubs who thought I was someone else, swearing I'm this other guy's double...even his own brother tells me that every time I see him. I'm afraid that if I ever do meet this lookalike, that both of us will cease to exist.

isnt that what the term 'doppleganger' means?

I look just like some foreign pornstar guy.

Not that, but for many years I have run into people in local nightclubs who thought I was someone else, swearing I'm this other guy's double...even his own brother tells me that every time I see him. I'm afraid that if I ever do meet this lookalike, that both of us will cease to exist.

That's happened to me a few times, but not in nightclubs beacuse I don't go to them.

Sometimes I see my deceased father's dead ringer alive and carrying about life. Its been 14 years since his sudden death but still, I often have to do double takes on these similar looking men.
Does this happen to any of you?

Ditto, until recently. He was J.J. Pickle. He died recently. My father died in 1992.

Not that, but for many years I have run into people in local nightclubs who thought I was someone else, swearing I'm this other guy's double...even his own brother tells me that every time I see him. I'm afraid that if I ever do meet this lookalike, that both of us will cease to exist.

Ditto, but I've recently learned my birth father "got around" a whole lot, so she very well may be a 1/2 sister. :|

I've seen my own doppelganger about three times. One was a guy who used to be in Cirque Du Soleil. Another I found while googling: there it was, a picture of me, only wearing clothes I'd never worn, and with a name that wasn't mine. A third time I found one in a book on the subject of bad product engineering. He was demonstrating one of these bady engineered products.

On close inspection, none of them end up looking exactly like me, but are so close in overall impression that even I do a double-take, pun intended.

Ditto, but I've recently learned my birth father "got around" a whole lot, so she very well may be a 1/2 sister. :|

That's a real possibility, and an idea that just made me wonder whether my parents may have adopted out a twin they couldn't afford at the time.
I also just recalled an incident that involved my party-dog doppelganger: there was a woman I dated for a while, in fact I lived with her for a short spell while I helped get her new house in order. Several years after seeing her last I entered a strip club, as I sometimes did back then, and lo and behold, there was Gidget dancing on stage. She spotted me, jumped offstage in the middle of her number, and ran to jump into my arms, wrapping her bare legs about my waist. Dang, I thought, she really DID miss me. But after some very deep kisses, she called me by someone else's name.
"Wait, it's ME," I corrected her, reminding her of the times we shared.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, freaking out as she related how about a year or so after we had parted she went through the same scene with someone whom she thought was me, and partly because of transferring her feelings for me to him, she ended up living with this double for a while, too.
Now this was actually the first time I'd heard of someone who was the spitting image of me, or else I would have found out more about him, at least remembered his name.
Hmm...funny, now that I'm thinking about this, I can remember meeting women who thought they knew me already, and already liking me for it, and at least a couple of times I used that supposed familiarity to my advantage...all the way home with them. That's fair then.