Nov 27, 2019
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“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born … and the day you find out why.” ~ Mark Twain
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something strange
this way comes
Nov 27, 2019
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Not sure exactly where this was taken, somewhere out west.
~ Stephen King
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Not all who wander are lost!
Nov 26, 2019
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Strange but true?
I’m not weird, I’m limited edition!
Tomorrow is National Craft Jerky Day, National Tie one on Day, National Bavarian Cream Pie Day and National Jukebox Day!
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It’s been a good day!
Nov 26, 2019
This local legend comes from Spirits of Frederick by Alyce T. Weinberg. All of the images are google images.
“With a step, bump, step, bump, one slow stumbling step at a time, the ghost of Edward McPherson climbed the narrow enclosed back stairway of Auburn for years. He was affectionately called “Sir Edward” by his family.”
“Auburn is a 15 room, white colonial mansion built in 1805 on a hill on the west side of U.S. 15, one mile south of Catoctin Furnace. There are many fireplaces and chimneys and archways, and a suspended front staircase 47 feet high in the wide hall. The ghost prefers to haunt the back stairs, which led to the kitchen and the back door.
When Edward was 22, he was slain in a duel in the army of General Winfield Scott during the Mexican War in 1848. His body was interred at Mount Olivet Cemetery. His spirit chose to haunt Auburn…though he was born and raised at Prospect Hall.
A woman, who lived in the house when the book was written, and her husband believe the story of Sir Edward was an old wives tale.
A woman who lived in nearby Thurmont, who was the wife of William McPherson McGill, tells about Edward McPherson’s ghost…
When she was a child, she often visited the home of the local minister – Rev. Ernest McGill (whose son she later married). When the children would be sent upstairs for a nap they would listen for the sound of dragging feet limping up the back stairs, a sword or something bumping along the way. sleep was always out of the question.
She never saw Sir Edward, as she was always too scared to look. she does – or did – have a daguerreotype of sir Edward among her keepsakes.
No one has heard from him in many, many years.
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Nov 26, 2019
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“Start by doing what’s necessary, then do what’s possible; and suddenly you’re doing the impossible.”
~ Francis of Assisi
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