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The Day I Saw My Heart
I am well aware that many people have watched their own brain surgery on a monitor. I know people have watched their own heart being operated on…but I am not one of those people. I understand the whole medical thing about blood vessels and nerve endings. I totally get the concept that there are certain…
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Two-Tree Island (How Do I Live Without You?)
The physical geography of the place can be hard to describe. One has to see it from the air…from the height of a soaring hawk or eagle, or, better yet, from the seat of a kayak or canoe. But one can get lost in the words…just as easily as one can get lost in the…
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Where are the Corn Girls of Summer?
In northern New York State, in late summer, hot sunny days are not uncommon. It was the height of the corn season. I practically left skid marks on Rte. 37 when I saw the corn stand to my right. I had once been scolded by the robotic female voice on my GPS about making illegal…
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All Souls’ Day
The day after Halloween is All Saints’ Day (in the Catholic Church calendar). The next day is All Souls’ Day. The soul. Many agree it is the mystical core of our being…our existence. This is the blank slate that gets stained and marked and written upon through our deeds in life. When our corporeal bodies…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve: XVII [FINAL POST]: “The Pumpkin Hall of Horror”
I can often be found in dark corners of old libraries, pouring over ancient dusty tomes of arcane legends, forgotten lore and collections of 1950’s issues of Popular Mechanics and Playboy. In my researches of things unusual and macabre, I once came upon a large volume of images most horrifying to look upon. To see…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XVI: “Is My Childhood Home Haunted?”
Sometime in 2005, I handed the keys of my childhood home to the new owners. That action was very difficult for me. This was the only home I had ever known from birth to the time I went off to college. But, even in the years since 1965, when I hopped into a car and…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XV: “The Ghost Who Called My Name-A True Story”
What I am about to tell you actually happened to me. But, do I have the absolute right to say that a “ghost” called my name? No, I cannot. Declaring it an actual spirit from beyond the grave, requires scientific proof…and I cannot offer you any. But, I have no other word to describe the…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XIV: “Great Ghost Photography, Again”
The camera captures an image. It’s nearly always a moment of joy, celebration and living. But every so often something creeps into the frame…something the photographer didn’t see through the view finder. And, the wonderful people in image almost never see what is happening behind them…in the bushes, windows, doorways, behind the tombstones or standing…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XIII: “They are the Children of the Night”
I submit for your approval…one of my favorite scenes from the classic Dracula, [1931]:
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XII: “More Spirit Photography”
As promised, I have more photographs of spirits. Are they real? Faked? Do you believe? These are taken from various places on the internet. A photo attributed to Tom Petty. It was taken at Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris. The monument in front of the man is the new stone marking the grave of Jim Morrison.…
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