Ghost Hunting.......Missing You....St. Mary's Cemetery, Milford, Connecticut

70 Gulf Street is the site. Of all the purported Milford hauntings this one has the most credence, however we are still talking Milford, Connecticut which means the bar isn't raised very high.

The prototypical wandering ghost haunts this boneyard in her long white gown in search of the husband she lost to World War I. Since his body never returned home the search is all that more desperate. The story goes this lady is not shy and will approach individuals as well as groups.

Google can deliver you various photos of orbs, mists, and light arcs. All purport to show the broken hearted phantom  in full search and confrontation mode.

This proves her existence says the amateur ghost buster.

Well, I am not sold.

1. Who is this woman? Many ghost hunters live and hunt in this area and tout and tout. Where is the historical basis? Hunting is more than playing with electronics and repeating the wandering cliche.

2.  Why a cemetery? Why this cemetery? There are comparable aged cemeteries in the area. Again, the paranormal investigators in this area are sloppy. Why, why, why, why.....

3.  I need something lore than orbs aka dust aka bugs; mist aka smoke aka car exhaust aka vaping; and/or light arcs aka bugs. The people who post these photos saying 'lookie here' don't give us any explanation on the conditions and the equipment used.

Where are the mediums? Where are the EVPs? Where is the information?

There is much lacking. In my visits I have found nothing.

I don't believe this haunting but it makes for a good urban legend.

Just sit right back and hear a tale....Hauntings On An Milford Isle

Legend has it that Captain William Kidd, a real non-Disney pirate, buried a portion of his treasure on the 14 acre island in 1699 on his way to Boston and an arrest and extradition to England for execution. Kidd purportedly cursed the island and anyone who would attempt to seek his treasure buried under a huge boulder.

Great for tourism and the yearly theme day where people cosplay until drunk.

The Island is largely off limits and rightfully so because of endangered wildlife inhabiting there. The
disembodied voices, phantoms in trees, weird lights; all the standard ghostly stuff except for piling chairs is well recorded by people who are nameless.

Let's cut to the chase. In all my years here the legend is simply that. Captain Kidd did come here. He had a squeeze here and his men enjoyed the tavern and its local talent, nudge, nudge. But ghosts? Yeah there are as many ghosts as there are doubloons and buffoons who believe this tale of terror.

It is in the mind and chatter of people who enjoy mystery. Wildlife of a feathered variety and bugs are here. No ghosts, but an arrest if you caught there screwing around looking for ghosts.

Want some friendly advice from someone who lives here --- delete the story from your ghostly bucket list.

Next up a cemetery and a grieving woman. I stay in Milford because I am having so much luck.

Ghost Hunting....yeah Ghost Hunting.....You have a problem with that Milford? Part 1

Hunting spirits is all the rage and has been so for the past decade. Ghost hunting groups have formed in every corner of every town, city and burb all over the United States of Entertainment. Frankly sitting in the dark in someone's basement with a converted transistor radio watching lights and waiting for a whisper is not my idea of fun. And frankly if a house or spot is haunted it should be more evident than a slumber party.

The scientific method suffers here as amateurs whose only paranormal education is Saturday night cable television try to lend credence to something that I believe is a lot more complicated than 'did you hear that?'

My plan for this and future columns is this: visit these purportedly paranormal places in my home base of Connecticut and see who I happen to run into or through because they are ectoplasm and are not solid.

I live in Milford, a hotbed of pirate history with a couple of ghosts thrown in. Tonight I will address three houses and one site being heavily and publicly pushed as a nest for phantoms.

The Milford Historical Society, I used to be a member, claims that three of its houses are haunted: Eells-Stowe, Clark-Stockdale and Bryan Downs. The story goes that docents and volunteers claim to hear voices; feel prying eyes, etc.

I lived here over twenty years and was an active member, and up until the last year or so there has never been any talk of this. The houses don't sit on their original lots and well, it is a Hell of a marketing plan to attract new members.

In the articles I have read an unnamed paranormal group purportedly collected EVPs which the logic dictates proves a haunting.

Well as someone who has been in these buildings both during the day and during the night I have never heard voices, I have never experienced someone else in the room with me, etc.

I would love to hear the EVPs. I would love to speak with these hunters and discuss their methodology. I would love to accompany them on a lock down until then I believe this to be a marketing ploy as there is no real basis for these hauntings.

There is no back story to lend credence; there is no history of activity and frankly there is nothing to believe here unless the Society brings more to the table.

I will stay in Milford for the next hunt which will involve pirates and I don't mean that team once Managed by Danny Murtaugh.

 

Inquiring Minds Want To Know......

No class this semester and I will only be offering my writing class for one more semester. I will discuss those reasons at that time.

Happy?

Spring Semester Writing Course

has hit the catalog for Milford (CT) Adult Education. If you are in the area give it a try.

Milford, Connecticut Cancels Halloween

http://www.ctpost.com/news/article/Milford-schools-ban-Halloween-6565263.php

'nuff said

Milford Adult Ed Redux

We are in the catalog again, but rest assured if this class doesn't fill we will pull it. In my area of Connecticut there is a premium on self-publishing an those self-publish ironically look down on those of us who don't.

Yeah, that is the case. Most Connecticut writing classes are taught by those who self-publish.

Such can certainly explain the quality of literature here.

Milford Connecticut's 375th Birthday

No we are not among the list of local writers and authors included in the library bash to celebrate our talents as just local folks. The literary giants that walk among us see it fit not include a simple horror writer like me.

I guess my head isn't pointy enough for that tri-cornered hat.

According to several in the arts scene I am one step lower than a pornographer.

Recently I spoke with another gentlemen who relayed his parallel experiences as a horror and science fiction writer in his own town.

Mundane story telling's discrimination against horror, science fiction and fantasy writers is age old. I could tell about some of those writers who did all they could to demean the work of our forefathers  but frankly those frothing at the mouth bigots have all been forgotten.

Oh well......

So my children's writing classes went down in flames. Only one child in the middle school section and none in high school. God Bless the future of literature here in Milford.

On the flip side I have eight adult students.

I Am Now A Political Prisoner

Milford Connecticut Police have been blocking my driveway for the past 30 minutes because of Halloween decorations that were not taken down. These decorations tie into a story coming out. When I asked if I had broken any laws I was told no; but they continue to sit here blocking my access out of the driveway.

Welcome to the People's Republic.

The Headless Ghost Deer is back in Milford, Connecticut

in my backyard.

BULK PICK UP = A BOUNTY OF BARGAINS published by CTBOOM.COM

My humorous take on recycling and bulk pick up can be found on CTBOOM.com now. No Horror, No Terror. Just Fun.

http://ctboom.com/ct-ct-bulk-pick-bounty-bargains/

Shopping at Barnes and Noble Not Again....

I have been buying my books lately through used bookstores, Amazon.com and eBay. The reason is there is very little new that I find appealing (my Luridlit.com gig aside). When I choose a book for myself I to want to go back in time and study whence we came. But I felt pinings and yesterday decided to visit my local Barnes and Noble. So when did they stop selling books? Between the cafe and toy sections, one quarter of the establishment is set aside for letters. This is probably a good thing since the store stunk to heaven of coffee and pastry. Just what I want in a crisp new book the aroma of food laden in its pages and binding. It is somewhat fitting that all those diet books they sell would also carry the scent. So why not start a danish diet. You will have a hankering by page 14. I also didn't realize there was a dress code. I wonder how I broke past security? I wasn't wearing a tweedy winter jacket, a non-descript blank brown baseball cap and a scarf. I wasn't wearing jeans and some hybrid between a sandal and a sneaker with fuzzy sox. I didn't hold a paper coffee cup in my left hand and had the dexterity to text in my right while I read books cover to cover. What is the point? In the twenty minutes I was there. I saw no one purchase a book. I saw a mob of people dog ear books, smudge books, and leave their empty coffee cups on top of books or stuffed in between them on shelves. After seeing this over and over I came to the conclusion that if I want smells and munge all over my reading material it would just be cheaper to have my dogs do it to my books at home. Needless to say I didn't make a purchase. Granted this is only a small portion of an hour at one store in Milford Connecticut but enough to keep me away.