I first visited the Old City jail in December 2012. I was on a trip with Bob, the Wilmington paranormal group leader I was training at the time. The trip was to Savannah and Charleston.
Music is a powerful medium. It has the power to take you back to a memory that you had no idea you still had, bring up old emotions you were feeling when you last sang the song, or define a period of your life. Musicians who create these songs, lyrics, and melodies stay with us long after the music as ended. And sometimes long after their own life has ended.
Over the past couple of weeks, the activity at our house has been picking up. I don’t know if it was because it was getting closer to Halloween, the spirits were feeding off my stress levels leading up to the Marine Corps Ball, or maybe the spirit(s) in the house are feeling more comfortable with us. Whatever it is, things have definitely been interesting.
One question I seem to be asked a lot since I have started being more open about being a paranormal investigator is if I only do private investigations or if I do “fun” investigations. Yes, I do both. Just because I help families and spirits, doesn’t mean I don’t love to do more relaxed investigations too.
In my previous post I introduced you to Al… well, George as he was originally known by. As I had mentioned, it took a few years before I learned who he really was. This post is about how I learned about him.
I grew up thinking everyone else had similar experiences as me, but I quickly learned that my classmates didn’t. I won’t say I was bullied because of my experiences but I wasn’t usually taken seriously. This was before Ghost Hunters and Ghost Adventures were popular. I wanted to share my experiences with my peers, but I wasn’t sure how to do it.