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When my brothers (all three older than me) and I were much younger, we lived for several years with my grandparents. ( It is the…

In the early 1950’s, the luxury of owning a television set was not well known by many local residents. So when a rather affluent relative…

Another episode in the Walking Ghost epic involves a group of young men varying in ages from mid-teen to early thirties, all residents of the…

When my father was a teen, he worked at a small movie house in Honaker, the very small town about three miles from his home.…

Closets, Halls, Bathroom Walls On the second floor of my house, there are four large bedrooms, located around a central hallway/landing, and a bath. When…

The road across the mountain at Hyders Gap is a narrow, one lane affair, with many switch-back curves, sharp drop offs, and blind spots. It…

Until I started compiling this group of stories, the creature that had attacked my parents so long ago had not been something that I had…

While in college, I worked as a Residency Assistant on the third floor of the dorm in which I stayed. My job was simple- maintain…

A friend of mine, when told about the collection of true ghost stories I have been compiling, offered one of her own. Her family home…

The nature of my father's job in 1968 necessitated that we move, as a temporary measure, to Roanoke, Virginia. We lived in a small mobile…