North Carolina is filled with ghost stories stemming from the shores of the Graveyard of the Atlantic down to the southern coast in Wilmington, up the Cape Fear River to the Sandhills in Fayetteville, and westward to the Blue Ridge Mountains. I've loved hearing these tales my whole life and have a collection of classic North Carolina ghost stories and legends books I cherish. My love of ghost tales started as a child while listening to old folks, cousins and friends whittle yarns of things that go bump in the night. I'm not much on horror films and gore, but I love a good old ghost story. So I decided today on Halloween 🎃, I would tell you all a few of my favorite ghost stories. Listen 👂 Here 👇👻: https://anchor.fm/jalisonpaulyahoocom/episodes/Ghost-Tales-of-North-Carolina-e6abiq
You see back in Fall 2018 the two planned to wed, but Hurricane Florence had other plans for North Carolina (and their special day). The day the two spent a year planning from their California home— dreaming of beautiful memories to be made with dearest friends and family back home in North Carolina— would have to be postponed. True to the couple's fifteen year partnership, commitment and independent spirit, the two fled Raleigh out of the hurricane's path to the North Carolina mountains and eloped— as not to let Florence ruin the special union between these two strong, love-filled souls.
It was no wonder after spending so much of my life beach-combing and adventuring through the marsh, surviving one storm after another only to witness the beauty of humanity and communities in the aftermath, I would feel at home in the Bahamas. Grand Bahamians are strong people. I pray now in the days after such devastation has ripped their lives apart they will continue to witness to the world their strength and faith. I know I was blessed to meet them and visit their home. I am praying for you all and those gorgeous sugary shores to return to glory.