Conversation – 15

@taci,

Happy Trails. ♥

One of the first gravediggers in Salt Lake City, Jean Baptiste was otherwise unremarkable; he lived with his wife in a two-bedroom home in town, had few friends, and was punctual. He was, perhaps, unusually well off for a gravedigger—and authorities learned the reason why in 1862. In just three years, Baptiste had robbed the graves of more than 300 people, stripping them of clothing and possessions, and dumping their naked bodies back in the caskets. The police found his home filled with clothing; he’d sold many of the possessions. Baptiste showed up in court wearing a suit a local storekeeper had been buried in. Banished to a remote island in the Great Salt Lake, Baptiste vanished six weeks later. Many say his ghost roams the southern coast of the lake carrying an armful of wet, rotting clothing.

In the frontier days, a settler family eked out a living on the banks of Elm Creek near San Antonio. One day, the son of a wealthy merchant in town passed through their property and was bitten by the family mule. Enraged, the young man began beating the animal and wouldn’t stop. The family depended on the mule for their living and in desperation pelted the man with stones until he left—but before he did, he vowed revenge. That night, he rounded up a posse and set fire to the family home. The men came armed and waited to gun down the family members as they fled the fire. When the mother ran out, she was deformed nearly beyond recognition: Her fingers had fused almost into hooves and the flesh on her face sagged terribly. With a screech, she hurled herself into the creek, where her ghastly spirit remains. Locals say they still hear shrieks coming from the creek and nearby woods, and some have reported a terrifying creature with hooves dropping onto their cars and scratching at their windows, trying to get inside.

The Fairmont Hotel—formerly a brothel and saloon, now an oyster bar—is widely considered the most haunted landmark in South Dakota. The place has seen its share of jealousy and heartbreak: There’s the ghost of a man who shot the client of his prostitute girlfriend, and then accidentally shot himself; there’s the spirit of an angry fellow whose girlfriend died of syphilis; and there’s the ghost of a prostitute named Maggie who jumped out a window to her death. On more than one occasion, visitors have reported seeing an apparition with red hair and a green dress—perhaps Maggie herself—lurking in the hallways upstairs.

4 HSN for allowing me to do this. ♥

Thank you. 🙂

@veepee

Enjoy the season. You are missed. 🙂

This is from the Sun Flower State. ♥ OZ ♥

Last call for fall. ♥

This is for all in the Community who enjoy and read this Thread. ♥

@pookie123,

You came when I needed a prayer. I will not forget it. Thank you. 🙂

Have a wonderful day an enjoy the flowers. ♥

Cherie♥

You have pretty flowers every night. ♥ Here is more to gaze at. ♥
Thank you for helping through a very difficult time. You have no idea
what I have been through. I know a lot of people in the Community are going through
something. By God’s Grace we will get through this.

@Deek,

You are always so kind I appreciate it that so much. Thank you for all your prayers you
do for everyone in the Community believe me it is appreciated. 🙂

Now where you are there are still flowers but ours will be gone by the weekend.

Last chance to see beautiful flowers before spring. ♥

@tamrick

I hope you are dong well. Have a nice Halloween weekend. 🙂

@loaf

Thinking of you too I know your hands are full Halloween will be here soon. ♥

@mcpoopoo,

I am thinking of you and I hope you are feeling well. ♥ We are a little chilly here in OZ!
This flower should brighten your day. ♥