"It was toward dusk. The shadows were long, the sky dark and menacing rain when [photographer, Karen Hamilton] got to the cemetery. To get her shots she often crouches, lies on her stomach, stretches tall, and assumes some odd stances just to get the best angle. That's what she was doing in the cemetery when suddenly she felt a hand firmly fall on her shoulder. She leaped with fright and swung around to face whomever it was. Nobody. Nothing there. But she's certain of what she felt.
Even stranger is the fact that the writer [Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli], a few years ago, was doing a story on this same cemetery and encountered a figure all in black who seemed to be tending the graves. Back at the office she described the figure only to be told she was describing the old man who used to take care of the cemetery. 'But,' she was told, 'he's been dead for over a year.'"
Happy Halloween everyone!
Photograph source: The Romeo Observer, October 24, 1979, p. B-1
Article source: The Romeo Observer, October 31, 1979, p. B-1
