The Baffling Baver Murder

Note: Numerous modern sources spell the victim’s name as Adaline or  Adelina. Her name, as spelled on the tombstone is Adeline, which is the spelling I’ll be using in this article. It had been six years since I had last stepped foot on the sacred grounds of Salem Belleman’s Church and Cemetery near Mohrsville. I … Continue reading The Baffling Baver Murder

The Peddler’s Grave

It was almost the perfect day to remember someone whose life was brutally cut down by an assassin's bullet. Though the sun was shining, it did little to warm the coldness lingering in the air as I pulled my jacket tighter, wishing I had worn a heavier coat on this walk. The silence was broken … Continue reading The Peddler’s Grave

A Christmas Spirit

Note: Everything in italics has been taken from the emails Scott sent me. Do you believe in Santa Claus? If not Santa Claus, how about some other Christmas spirit? Maybe a Father Christmas figure? Or possibly some other spirit that only makes its appearance during the Christmas season. Some would laugh and say yes, they … Continue reading A Christmas Spirit

The Power of P. Noel’s Name

Note: If you choose to explore this area, remember it is a battlefield and it does deserve respect, so please give it the respect that it deserves. Everyone knows that Gettysburg is haunted. Right? It definitely has to be haunted because my bookcase has two full shelves dedicated to the legends and lore of Gettysburg. … Continue reading The Power of P. Noel’s Name

The Siren of the Loyalsock

I followed the Loyalsock Creek deep into the mountains north of Montoursville as Zech and I explored the wild landscape, wondrous vistas, and beautiful waterfalls of the region. We had already visited a number of waterfalls, but the next location on the list was the Hillsgrove Covered Bridge. We parked along Covered Bridge Road and … Continue reading The Siren of the Loyalsock

The Giant Ghost of Brush Valley

“Do you know the cemetery at Yearick’s Church is haunted?” Brenda, a former co-worker asked one day while we were on break. I admitted I was not familiar with the story and eagerly listened as she spoke. “My grandpa used to tell us about a large, black figure that roamed the cemetery. When he was … Continue reading The Giant Ghost of Brush Valley