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Hi everyone-Havent been on in a while. Is there any NJ group ghosthunting outing this summer? Please contact me. Thanks

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Hi everyone-I am currently looking for an actual ghosthunt to tag along with..Wondering if there is any for the summer...Please contact me if there is..Thanks so much

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At 3:42pm on June 10, 2009, Tom Petuskey said…: Hi Wanda,
I've been inactive on the site for some time, but I recently posted a new blog.
Hope all is well with you!
Vty,
Tom

At 8:06am on November 12, 2008, Rachel said…: Hi Wanda! Thanks for the compliment on my page! And of course it's always wonderful to meet new people! Feel free to stay in touch and I will do the same! Also, if you have a myspace page, and if you'd like go ahead and befriend me - www.myspace.com/rachelweinrich. Have a wonderful day!

Sincerely,

Rachel - MRIPA Case Manager

At 7:13am on November 12, 2008, Garden State Paranormal Research said…: Hello Wanda! Welcome to the world of Ghost Hunting! I see you're planning on attending the next NJGHS meeting: Which one do you go to -North or Central? Whenever there isn't too much of "the rest of life" going on, Mark and I make it a point to get to the Hackettstown meetings. Hope to see you there!

At 3:34pm on November 11, 2008, Stuart Schneider said…: It began as an uncomplicated drive up the Hudson River in October. One of my must-visit places was the Poughkeepsie Rural Cemetery, which was opened on November 2, 1853. It was late afternoon when I arrived and it was threatening to rain at any moment. The Internet had provided me with good driving instructions. I marveled as I drove through what had to be one of the most beautiful cemeteries that I had ever visited. It was positioned alongside the Hudson River on a hundred and sixty acres of rolling land. Even later in the afternoon, as I approached the farthest reaches of the cemetery, the road became rough and washed out. Rocks were poking out of the ruts in the road. Kerrthuump! I went over a rut and my car was hung up on a rock. I tried to rock it back and forth by switching gears and giving it some gas. Nothing! The car was stuck fast on the rock. Maybe, I thought, if I could push it forward it would work itself loose. I put the car in neutral and walked around to the rear. Leaning against the trunk of the car, I put my shoulder to it and pushed. Suddenly a pain shot up my calf. It was a bad pulled muscle. Now I could barely walk two steps and was stuck in the car in the cemetery.
I waited and waited and blew the car horn, but no one heard me. There was nothing to do but wait for help to arrive. The sun went down and it got dark quickly. There were no lights anywhere other than the moonlight. With nothing to do, I soon fell fast asleep in the back seat. Hours passed. Suddenly I was awakened by some noise. It was an unusual sound, a little bit off in the distance, but it meant that someone was there to help. I sat up, opened the door, and began to hobble down the road towards the sound. I could see that there was a man with a shovel digging a hole in the ground. “Excuse me”, I said. “Could you possibly help me get my car unstuck from a rock?” The man looked at me oddly and then motioned me to lead the way. We slowly moved up the road in the darkness. When we reached the car, he looked over the situation and immediately started to dig down under the car. The shovel hitting dirt - that was the sound that had awakened me.
A half an hour later, he stepped away from the hole that he had dug and walked away into the darkness. He left silently and not a word was said. Looking at the hole, I could see that the dirt was removed from around the sides of the rock holding the car. I got into the car and started it up. Upon turning on the lights I saw only headstones reflecting in the night. This time when I put the car in gear, it moved forward. I was able to drive away. Driving towards the front gate took time. I didn’t want to get caught up on another rock or drive off the edge of a hill. When I finally did reach the gate, it was, of course, locked.
The sun was just coming up and the cemetery would not open for another few hours. Waiting in the car until the gatekeeper arrived, as the gate opened, I slowly drove through. As I passed the keeper, I shrugged my shoulders at him as if to say “Oops, got stuck in the cemetery overnight” and drove away. Later, as I was driving home and reflecting about the night-in-the-cemetery ordeal, all I could think about was the man with the shovel and what was he doing in the cemetery at night.

At 11:45am on November 4, 2008, Stuart Schneider said…: The Halloween ghosts are getting harder to see as the veil begins to thicken.
Stuart

At 8:14am on October 26, 2008, David M. Rountree said…: Thanks, Wanda. I don't blog as much as I use to because I am trying to finish my book. I do try to get out at least one a week though.

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