Late Night Ride To The Cemetery

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Commercial Real Estate Agent with Keller Williams World Class Commercial

When I was fourteen years old, my cousin Allen was seventeen. Because of the fact we only lived a mile and a half from each other, and the fact that we were only sons, surrounded by sisters, we grew up with the bond of brothers. I was included in a lot of things with Allen's friends, that no other fourteen year old around had the chance to do.

We were Baptists, and went to the Calvary Baptist Church in Quincy Illinois. On Wed nights, during the summer they would have youth fellowship at one of the members homes this particular Wednesday night was youth fellowship at My uncle Russ's so I got to go.

Baptist at that time or should I say Baptist that went to our church, frowned upon a lot of things ,and picked up some kind of evil conitation,from things that other people, didn't see apparently or just didn't let bother them. Going to movies, dancing, public displays of affection(that means what Pam Hess and I were doing in the back of the church bus)So as any conscientious farm kids would do we found ways to circumvent, and get around all the restrictions and still have a good time.

I remember one of the older kids name was Dean Jinks. He had a big 1957 Plymouth Fury with loud pipes and was always fun to be around. Dean and my cousin Allen started daring some of the girls to come along down to the cemetery . They explained that at the cemetery, was a mausoleum and inside the mausoleum was a casket with a glass top in it so you could see that skeleton. We scurried around, came up with several flashlights, and I think we had fifteen kids in that Plymouth .Off to the cemetery we went, all laughing and looking foreword to scaring the girls.

We parked in the back of the cemetery and walked single file down to the mousoleum. When we got to the front of it you could see that it had an ,old.wooden door that was barely on its hinges. Everyone crowded around the door and Allen said ok I'm going to Yank it open get ready with the flashlights.

The door was opened,and Dean jumped to the front of everyone crowded around the doorway trying to look inside. Dean pointed his high beam flashlight into the pitch blackness of the mousolesm,and everyone saw someone standing inside there looking back at them. Dean let out a horrible scream, the girls all started screaming,It was pure terror, everyone was running tripping over each other trying to get away and back to the car.

A couple days before My cousin Allen had found a floor length mirror, that someone had thrown away and thought of the perfect place to put it. http://thesecret.believeachieve.info

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Rainer
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Nancy Morrish
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Ha.......don't we just love to scare ourselves? - Good thing it happened "waaayyy back" - if it happened at this point - you guys may have been tripping over those with weak hearts!
Oct 23, 2007 09:15 AM #1
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Oh my gosh, that's HYSTERICAL!  Thanks for the good laugh.  I absolutely love old cemetaries.  The history and all of the fancy tombstones are very interesting to me.
Oct 23, 2007 09:17 AM #2
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Gary L. Waters, Broker Owner Waters Realty of Brevard, LLC
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Oh yeah, the good ole days! Nice little story and a fun memory I am sure!
Oct 23, 2007 09:19 AM #3
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Good one, David

Do you suppose Pam Hess reads Active Rain?  Or do you already know where she is today?

As a former farm kid, you'll appreciate this tale of a farm kid's prank gone bad.  The dad of one of my friends tipped over a neighbor's outhouse every Halloween as a joke.  One year, the neighbor got wise and moved the outhouse.  My friend's dad went there in the pitch dark, intending to tip it over again and he fell in.

Oct 23, 2007 09:24 AM #4
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Brandon Causey
Coastal Palmetto Realty LLC - Loris, SC
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Great Haloween prank..You'll proably get someone on here in trouble. 
Oct 23, 2007 09:30 AM #5
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Dale Campbell
Virginia Real Estate - Mechanicsville, VA
AWESOME story!!!  Terrifically timed with Halloween coming!
Oct 24, 2007 06:00 PM #6
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