“Some are calling it a “ghost,” while others are dismissing the shadowy figure as a reflection — but no one really knows for sure.
“The video footage, taken during a match at the Hernando Siles Stadium in La Paz, Bolivia, shows an unidentified figure running quickly through the stands and seemingly going right through a barrier at a steady pace.
Announcing a brand new website on the Internets! Culinary Craftiness, the category I established here in September 2012 is now a full-fledged recipe site. I love cooking and sharing the dishes I’ve whipped up. I hope you’ll find my culinary endeavors appealing and give them a try. Please click on over and check it out! I have many more recipes to post over the next few weeks so don’t be alarmed by the avalanche. I promise, it won’t last long and things will settle into a somewhat hit or miss routine. LOL Also, check out the “Notes & Asides” page for more info. :)
I went home for a visit back in July of this year and heard the sad tale of a house that played a big part in the lives of a lot of my family. It’s not a large house or one that’s architecturally noteworthy. It’s just a regular old house built in 1910 in my little hometown of Morristown, Indiana. We’ve always called it “the green house” because it was a deep pea green for probably 30-40 years or longer, but someone in the last 30 panted the old shingle siding white.
We’ve all driven by countless deserted gas stations. Had I ever thought about it in years past, I would’ve taken pictures of dozens along the highways and byways of our travels. I’m thankful that others have better presence of mind than me. I find them all interesting and wonder about the people who owned them, worked at them, stopped to fill their autos up, and maybe bought an ice-cold bottle of Coke. Soda pop in a plastic container with a twist-off lid just isn’t as refreshing.
A former gas station, in Brooksville, Florida which was also a former Greyhound Bus Stop along Northbound US 41/Eastbound FL 50A/Southbound US 98 (Broad Street). Photo by DanTD on Wikimedia Commons.
These are some images from my trip home in July, 2013. Most are from my husband’s little home town of Manilla, Indiana, which I didn’t even know existed just 10 miles or so southeast of my little home town until I met him when he began working in my home town. How crazy is that? I immediately fell in love with the people, the buildings, and the history.
I would love to see the remaining buildings restored and brought back to life – and even those that are long gone rebuilt and turned into thriving businesses once again. A girl can dream.
An abandoned tobacco barn between Vevay and Madison, Indiana.
I’m sorry I’ve been away for awhile and missed posting new Sadly, Utterly Abandoned images and new Haunted Happenings. I flew home on the 20th to spend the last night of my dad’s life holding his hand. The calciphylaxis he developed from renal failure was too far advanced and he just couldn’t fight it any longer. His funeral was Monday, August 26, 2013. It was a beautiful ceremony that none of us will ever forget.
My older sister detailed Dad’s life
Dad driving his boat on the Ohio River, July 2008.
from birth to death and my youngest brother shared some of his crazy, funny antics. He built a Harley Davidson chopper 40 years ago and still had it all these years later. My oldest younger brother took it to the graveyard and fired it up to the delight of the crowd. How cool was that? Dad would’ve loved it! I’ll add some pictures to this post as soon as I download them into this computer.
I’ll be flying home Tuesday and will be back with new episodes of SUA and HH beginning Sunday, September 8th, 2013. Thank you so much for patiently waiting and hanging with me.