So, last Friday we went out to eat at Appalachian Brewing Company. It was yummy, but that's not the point of this post. While we were waiting for a table (because hello? How did Rich and I fail to not realize that we roll as a family of six and need to call ahead?), Rich took the kids outside to burn off some energy.
From the front of ABC, you can see the Lutheran Seminary and the battlefields that were the setting for day one. While my friend Gretchen and her boys were here last summer, she took Atlee and her boys on a ghost tour. Part of the ghost tour told the story of how they had to clear all of the dead bodies so that Lee could set up camp. However, there wasn't time to bury them, so they stacked them in a barn. Apparently, a Confederate soldier was still alive and buried under all of the dead bodies, but nobody could hear his yells for help because there was a war going on around him. After the battle ended, somebody heard him, they pulled him out still alive- but then he died. Or so the story goes. (This website says the barn burned down later. I guess Rich was off base in going to the other barn. This is why we are silly locals and not ghost tour operators.) And Atlee has long been intrigued by this story.
Enough introduction for you?
Anywho, Rich decided to head out to a barn on the battlefield that you can see from ABC to see if we could hear any ghosts. Shea, Emerson and I decided to protect the car. We're brave like that.
Who's got baby toes? Who's got baby toes? Emerson's got baby toes. Who's got baby toes? Emerson's got baby toes.
I did realize I had the camera with me, and decided to take a few pictures.
When I saw that one up above, I was all, "Look! Look at all of those orbs! This place IS a paranormal jackpot! It's not just marketing to tourists!" Then I realized the van window was just filthy.
All of my camera flashes did manage to scare the two brave little girls who had gone off to explore the haunted barn in the dark with their father though. They came back to the safety of the van.
Here's where she gave me an earful for daring to scare her on her ghost hunt.
But. I took one last picture. Do you see the orb? Because I do. Aaaaaand the window was down.
What? You don't take the family ghost hunting on a Friday night?