I say we need wild places, places of mystery–like Dead Man’s Cave. Places that kick the imagination into gear. But I haven’t been back to Dead Man’s Cave in a very long time; I think it might have vanished into the morning mist, like Brigadoon.
I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations.
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I remember places of interest and intrigue around the neighborhood. There was a mansion a few miles east of my parents home, complete with a private cemetery where generations of that family were laid to recast. It was overgrown when we discovered it, but very interesting to some kids. I believe the the idea of grave robbing was suggested by at least one person. Nothing but talk, however. 🙂
Well, that would’ve cranked up my friends–but we would have been much too afraid to touch the graves.
There was an abandoned mansion in our town that some of us would enter, to explore, and to scare ourselves–but no one ever dared go down the cellar.
April 17th, 2019 at 8:43 am
I remember places of interest and intrigue around the neighborhood. There was a mansion a few miles east of my parents home, complete with a private cemetery where generations of that family were laid to recast. It was overgrown when we discovered it, but very interesting to some kids. I believe the the idea of grave robbing was suggested by at least one person. Nothing but talk, however. 🙂
April 17th, 2019 at 10:04 am
Well, that would’ve cranked up my friends–but we would have been much too afraid to touch the graves.
There was an abandoned mansion in our town that some of us would enter, to explore, and to scare ourselves–but no one ever dared go down the cellar.
April 17th, 2019 at 9:02 pm
“There was an abandoned mansion in our town that some of us would enter, to explore, and to scare ourselves–but no one ever dared go down the cellar.”
This sounds vaguely reminiscent of a book I read. What was the name of that one? I think it had something to do with a basement. 🙂
April 17th, 2019 at 10:17 pm
Salem’s Lot, maybe?
April 17th, 2019 at 10:28 pm
That’s it! 🙂