All but two of my family members have had such experiences and not just at home when we were kids but in our own houses after we grew up and left home. I am now learning through relatives who I am meeting for the first time they too have had such experiences in their homes and lives. I found information about a distant kin of mine where she gave a interview back in the 1970's. She mentioned two experience she had with ghost. She was born in the 1880's in Perry County.
This story was told to me many years ago. It happened in Lothair. The graveyard was where it all started. Someone was going to be burried and they sat the coffin on some wood for support, there in the graveyard. Well it lay there for a week or so. Then I was told that someone picked it up and took the wood home and made a gate out of it. That night, the lady that lived there looked outside and on the gate, with his head down, hiding his face, was a man. It was dark and the man looked like her husband. Her husband wore a brown jacker and brown hat alot and she thought it was him. She was mad and went outside and begain to talk to him. She thought he had been drinking and she was just talking away. The man on the gate didn't say anything. He begain to move down the road. She followed him and said, " if you are going somewhere, than I'm going with you." "You are drunk". When she would try to get next to him, he would seem to move back away. He would look at her, but she could never see his face in the dark. She knew something was wrong and turned to run back to her house. When looking back, there was no one there. That gate came down soon after and she never saw anything again.
Post by goodoledays on Jan 12, 2009 17:57:53 GMT -5
Shelia, I know the story you are talking about. It happened to my grandmother. I never got to meet her (she died before I was born), but my mother told me the story. After it happened, my grandfather (he also died before I was born) would tell the story over and over again to my aunts and uncles. I think seeing "Ghosts" is something that runs in my family. I grew up in a haunted house, and even though I am an adult now, I'm still afraid of the dark. I have had good experiences with, what I thought to be a ghost. One day when I was about 7 years old, my mom dropped me off at my uncles house (he would watch me while my mom was at work), his house had belonged to my grandparents before they died. When I got there everyone was in bed asleep, and the door was locked. My mom was going to be late for work, so I told her to go on and I would sit on the porch swing and wait for someone to get up and let me in (it was daylight and my 3rd cousin who lived next door was outside watching me). I sat there for a long time, when suddenly the door opened all by itself. I wasn't afraid, I felt at peace. I went on in, everyone was still asleep, and the door was still locked. I sometimes feel it was my grandmothers way of taking care of me.
Post by hollarbound on Jan 12, 2009 18:01:36 GMT -5
My daddy used to tell me this story when I was a little girl. I was always happy to hear it over and over.
The story goes like this. There was a place outside of Hazard called Buggar Rock. Years ago a man was riding his mule late at night past Buggar Rock. All of a sudden, he felt something jump on his mule right behind him. He turned around and saw a headless man right behind him, sitting on the mule, too. The man kicked that mule and took off as fast as he could. Then the headless man jumped off.
After that, the place was always called Buggar Rock and nobody ever passed that place alone. Growing up, my daddy said he would get his horse running well before reaching Buggar Rock and not stop until he was at least a mile past it.
Anyone else heard this story? My daddy used to take us kids to Buggar Rock when we were all together in our car. But we never stopped to get out.
I was a young child living in Hazard, and the time was early 1960s, during the Cuban Crisis. There was constant discussion of the Bay of Pigs, Kruschev, etc., the Russian Threat. Nuclear holocaust was on everyone's mind, and numerous "bomb shelters" were being constructed. One night, there was a wailing, siren type noise that lasted for several minutes. Seemingly, everyone in our neighborhood ran out of their houses to see what was going on. In my memory, and I was around 7 years old, it sounded like an air raid. Everyone was terrified. There was never any explanation. This was the same time that planes flew over Hazard constantly, very low, and many broke the sound barrier, which was frightening to a small child. I just wonder now if this really happened, or if it was not as scary as I remember. Does any recall this incident? Does anyone know what it was?
You may have heard the B-58 Hustler Bombers that flew over Hazard on July 14th 1962 in a simulated bombing run. The planes were part of the strategic air command and flew out of North Carolina and Wisconsin.
I am originally from Hazard. I have lived in and visited many places in my life so far, mostly because of my former job. I have had many experiences that seemed to be paranormal-related in Eastern Kentucky, especially in Perry County and Knott County. I have only had one experience with something that seemed to be paranormal-related outside of Eastern Kentucky, and that was in Savannah, Georgia (a place that is very well known for paranormal activity). I was a skeptic of ghostly hauntings all my life up until my first encounter with such in a house that my husband and I rented as newly weds in Glomawr back in 1985. That made a believer out of both of us, as well as some skeptical guests of ours during that time. I don't know if the house is still standing or not. I wouldn't want to see it if it is. I haven't lived in Eastern Kentucky since 2010. I do still visit relatives in Hazard often (as I am doing at the moment), but as curious as I am about the house, I can't bring myself to drive through Glomawr to see if it is still there (my "haunting" memories of that place are that bad). I would assume that anyone who is originally from that area would probably know which house that I'm talking about; I know of two other families who lived in that house and had similar experiences there after we moved out of it. I don't want to explain the house in detail in case it is still there and someone currently lives in it, but hopefully, if they are, they are not experiencing what my husband and I did when we lived there.