If you’re a ghost in the 1950’s, probably the most frustrating thing is when you’ve just invested all of this time and effort into learning how to turn television sets on and off by themselves, only to find out some idiot has just invented the remote control.
As a child, I used to often play hide and seek with Gasper the Friendly Ghost. We would hide and seek every chance we had. We played in the bayou, in the thicket, in the swamps of sadness, in corn fields and on rainy days we would play in the house. Gasper was always really … Continue reading
I want to tell you about the night Tommy, Joey and I stayed at the haunted house on top of the hill. The memory of it still haunts me to this day. It all started around 5 pm on a Tuesday in the fall of ’73. Tommy and I went over to Joey’s house to pick … Continue reading