Showing posts with label Richmond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Richmond. Show all posts

Monday, October 08, 2018

Author Book Signing of Ghost Books at Barnes and Noble Saturday

It's October, and with Halloween at the end of the month. A good time to read ghost stories and urban legends. Not just for Halloween, but signed, they make great Christmas gifts as Christmas is not far behind October.

I'll be signing copies of all of my nonfiction ghost books at the Barnes and Noble at Chesterfield Town Center this Saturday, October 13, 2018, from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. That's Haunted Richmond, Haunted Richmond II, Haunted Virginia: Legends, Myths, and True Tales, Virginia's Haunted Historic Triangle: Williamsburg, Yorktown, and Jamestown, and Other Haunted Locations, and Paranormal Petersburg, Virginia, and the Tri-Cities Area. 

So come by and get a book, and there'll be chocolate too in my shadow person candy dish!

Barnes and Noble,
11500 Midlothian Turnpike
Richmond, Virginia 23235
Bookstore Phone: 804-794-6640


Monday, September 24, 2018

I Have a Poem in a Newly Released Anthology on Kindle

I have a poem, "Warrior Not Forgotten," included in this Kindle eBook just released and it is free until 11:59 p.m. PST Tuesday the 25th. After that, it's 99 cents. (The poem is not paranormal/horror related but about soldiers/veterans). The Kindle includes 2 poems and 4 stories-all entered in the local Richmond chapter's contest for the statewide Virginia Writers Club's Golden Nibs contest. Only the first place winners went on to the state level (mine is one of those).

https://www.amazon.com/Virginia-Writers-Richmond-Chapter-Contest-ebook/dp/B07HGJVQWH?

The Virginia Writers Club Richmond Chapter Golden Nib Contest 2018 by [Smith, Carol, Beightol, Henrietta, Dixon, Luther, Kinney, Pamela K., Wentzel, Frank]

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Supernatural Friday: Last of #TherearenoeyedropsinHell Blog Tour for How the Vortex Changed My Life

Today, is the last stop for the #TherearenoeyedropsinHell blog tour for my new urban fantasy release, How the Vortex Changed My Life. 

I want to talk about why I felt Richmond and nearby Chesterfield County made a good area for this new fiction novel of mine. It’s a very paranormal loaded spot. Just as all of Virginia is. After writing five nonfiction ghost books, I learned a lot. Where else would a serial killer who dresses in a white bunny costume and brandish a hatchet at a bridge in Fairfax? Forget that man with the hook—Bunnyman is creepy, downright creepy. Ghosts seem to be just wanting to haunt the Commonwealth. Especially in Virginia’s haunted Historic Triangle and Petersburg and its Tri-Cities area.

Richmond has a vampire connected to the train buried under the hill in Churchhill, and his tomb is located in Hollywood Cemetery. Does he wait for his next victim, maybe the last to leave as dusk settles over the tombstones? People talk about seeing a werewolf in Henrico. I wonder if like the old classic Universal monsters, if the werewolf battles the Richmond Vampire?

Most of all, Poe may not have been born here, but he was raised here, went to college in Charlottesville and had his honeymoon in Petersburg, so Virginia must have been dear to his heart (his beating, telltale heart). He is considered Richmond’s native son.

So, where else would Larry and all those demonic beings, plus that vortex, come to, but Richmond? At least, Larry can get eye drops from any drugstore in town.

Leave a comment,  telling me if you agree Richmond is very paranormal or not, leaving your name, to be entered in this short blog tour’s giveaway, where one winner will win a gift certificate of $20.oo from Amazon, where you can buy the paperback copy of , or the Kindle version, plus stuff on Amazon (you might think about one of my books even). Check this blog, http://pamelakkinney.blogspot.com/ this coming, Monday,  October 16, 2017, at Noon, Eastern time, to see if your name is picked. If it is, you will need to leave me a comment with your name and email (don’t worry, I must approve comments and I won’t post it on my blog, just email you, so we can get you your prize).

Pamela K. Kinney

Buy the book:

You can visit the past three blogs I stopped at:
    October 8, 2017: I Smell Sheep Reviews: http://www.ismellsheep.com/
    October 9, 2017:  KMN Books: http://kmnbooks.blogspot.com/






Cat Viggolone just can’t get a break. She'd gotten married, but that ended when the husband left her for his younger secretary. She'd wanted children. That flew out the window along with the cheating husband. There’s the career, but working a window at the Virginia DMV can’t really be classified as a great career choice. At thirty-three, her life had become positively dull. then the vortex opened.

Sucked up into a corridor just outside of Hell, she meets Connor, a werewolf, and Larry, a demon that looks like a blue-eyed eyeball. They escape back to earth, only to find that the vortex has opened up in downtown Richmond. The town is going to hell, literally. Besides a grayness seeping out and turning all living things into zombies, monsters and demons are invading Cat’s world.

Will Cat and her new friends (including an angel named George) be able to stop the vortex before it claims the entire planet? Cat’s life is definitely no longer humdrum and ordinary.

Connor and I arrived at some stone steps. We clattered up them and into the Richmond Public Library. After we stepped into the foyer and passed the circulation desk we looked around, unsure of where to go. I saw a room to the left of us, pointed at it, and we slipped inside. Rows and rows of books in shelves lined the area like soldiers marching behind each other. A portly man in khaki pants, white shirt, and a blue, flowered tie sat behind a desk. He looked up and smiled.

"Can I be of assistance?" His smile faltered as he stared past me.

He's seen Larry. This won't be good.

He stood, his forehead wrinkling. "That's pretty life like. What is it? A balloon? I can't see any string attached to it."

Deciding not to beat around the bush, I blurted, "He's not a balloon. He's an eyeball—actually, he's a demon."

The man said, "Are you trying to say that whatever it is, is alive?"

"Kinda. I guess demons are sort of alive."

The librarian walked over to us and poked at Larry. Larry didn't like it and started that weird bleating noise he could make and bumped against the man. He bumped him so hard, he almost knocked the librarian over. The man managed to stay on his feet, and took a couple of steps back as he wiped the finger on his pants as if Larry had given him cooties.

Connor grabbed the librarian by the same finger and squeezed hard. The man cried out.

Connor let go. "Larry doesn't like people poking at him." He glared. "It's rude. Besides, how would you like it if I poked at you?" Connor proceeded to do just that.

The librarian stumbled back. "Okay, okay. But what is that thing? The lady called it a demon, but demons aren't real. Right?"

Connor snorted. "That thing is a demon like the lady said and if it wasn't for him, I'd been dead within hours after I got trapped in Hell." Larry bumped against Connor and made another noise I never heard before, like a cat's purr. "I find Larry is a lot more 'human' than you humans are."

"Well, you look as human as the rest of us," said the librarian with a snotty attitude, "and that eye beastie definitely doesn't." He narrowed his eyes. "This library is for humans only. I mean, non-human things can't get a library card issued to them." He saw Connor give him a glowering look and inched away. "Well, I'm pretty sure that's the rules."

I spoke up. "We're not here to borrow a book." I snuck a look at the front entrance. "We needed a place to hide in. You see, a monster is after us. A very big monster. And there are others outside like it and Larry here. A vortex opened not far from here and downtown Richmond is turning gray and I don't mean Confederate gray either. Richmond's new address is now a part of the Hell dimension. The whole world is doomed. And I don't think it really matters whether Larry can be issued a library card, or what species can use this library."

The librarian's mouth opened and shut in shock, his eyes bulging and looking like tennis balls. He sputtered, "You're nuts." He cut a glance at Larry who hovered closer to him. "I think you guys are pulling something on me. That thing has got to be fake."

I grabbed him by his ugly tie. "Look, Hell is taking over Richmond, and soon, Virginia, not long after, the U.S., and from there, maybe the world. So, get over it.Larry is not fake. He's a demon, plain and simple, but maybe you can't comprehend it. I know I couldn't at first. That means no more people checking out books, no more Christmas, cute fluffy kittens, no more anything good and right for humankind. Just demons, Hell, and the end of life as we know it."

The librarian ripped his tie out of my hand and looked at me like I'd sprouted horns and a pitchfork myself. I must have been tougher on him than I thought.

A growl reached my ears, along with an awful miasma slamming up my nostrils. I reeled around. With an African American lady librarian clasped in one clawed paw and a patron speared by the claws of the other, the monster that had been chasing us stood by the circulation desk. The patron kept screaming while the librarian hung unconscious and limp like a wet noodle.

I watched with horror as the monster snarled and slurped the patron's head into its mouth, effectively cutting off the screaming. The librarian with us took off, yelling something about monsters not being in his job description.



My Book Signings on Friday the 13th and Saturday the 14th

I have two book signings this weekend. Friday the 13th, I will be reading from How the Vortex Changed My Life, and signing copies afterwards from 7:00-8:00 p.m. at Chop Suey Books in Carytown. The address is 2913 SWest Cary Street, Richmond, Virginia 23221. For directions or more information: 804-422-8066.  http://www.chopsueybooks.com/

Saturday, October 14th, from No0n to 1:00 pm. I will be signing copies of How the Vortex Changed My Life, plus any of my five nonfiction ghost books at The Little Bookshop in Midlothian. The address is 1318 Sycamore Square, Midlothian, Virginia 23113. For directions and more information: 804-464-1244. https://www.thelittlebookshopva.com/



Sunday, September 17, 2017

My Urban Fantasy Novel, How the Vortex Changed My Life is Live on Kindle!

My latest release, How the Vortex Changed My Life,  is now live in Kindle at Amazon! Hopefully, in the next few days, the trade paperback edition will be available too. It is an urban fantasy novel, set in Richmond, Virginia. You can purchase it at AMAZON

Book blurb:
Cat Viggolone just can’t get a break. She'd gotten married, but that ended when the husband left her for his younger secretary. She'd wanted children. That flew out the window along with the cheating husband. There’s the career, but working a window at the Virginia DMV can’t really be classified as a great career choice. At thirty-three, her life had become positively dull.
Then the vortex opened.
Sucked up into a corridor just outside of Hell, she meets Connor, a werewolf, and Larry, a demon that looks like a blue-eyed eyeball. They escape back to earth, only to find that the vortex has opened up in downtown Richmond. The town is going to hell, literally. Besides a grayness seeping out and turning all living things into zombies, monsters and demons are invading Cat’s world.
Will Cat and her new friends (including an angel named George) be able to stop the vortex before it claims the entire planet?
Cat’s life is definitely no longer humdrum and ordinary.



  • ASIN: B075PX4QLW

Friday, June 24, 2016

Supernatural Friday: Where Does Edgar Allan Poe Haunt?




“Even in the grave, all is not lost.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe has written horrific and otherworldly stories and poetry. Some are those coming back to haunt the main character. The question here is, has he been seen in specter form?

I’ve been to the old Stone House where the Poe Museum in Richmond, Virginia is housed. It is haunted by children. As for him, maybe where some of his personal affects are. Near his childhood bed I gotten my EMF meter to go off once. Is it him? Or the others that haunt the buildings? No clear answer. I’d returned a second time  with the Richmond Paranormal Society, but got nothing concerning Poe. Another spot he has been seen in Richmond is what had been the home of his love and last fiance and there are claims his ghost has been seem in Shockoe Cemetery. 

There is a famous and unsolved mystery concerning Poe’s gravesite in the Old Western Burial Ground. The remains of people like Edgar Allan Poe, the son of Francis Scott Key, the grandfather of President James Buchanan, five former mayors of Baltimore and fifteen generals from the Revolutionary War and the War of 1812 are buried here.  Few years ago, my husband and I drove pass it to another destination at the time. We never stopped, or gone back to visit it—someday, I hope to. A story about Poe’s grave involves a man seen in the graveyard for more than fifty years. Dressed completely in black, including a black fedora and a black scarf to hide his face, he carries a walking stick and strolls into the cemetery every year on January 19, the birth date of Edgar Allan Poe. On every occasion, he has left behind a bottle of cognac and three red roses on the graveside of the late author. After placing these items with care, he then stands, tips his hat and walks away. The offerings always remain on the grave, although one year, they were accompanied by a note, bearing no signature, which read: "Edgar, I haven’t forgotten you."

Tales claim the ghost of Edgar Allan Poe haunts his graveside, but the man in black is alive, just no one knows for sure who he is. He has brought roses and cognac to the cemetery every January since 1949. This past January 2013, he hasn’t. I can only assume he has passed away and is now a ghost himself if anyone sees him.
Legend has it that the ghost of Edgar Allan Poe has been seen near his grave and in the catacombs of the church. At the catacombs, it is said there are cold spots, sounds of footsteps, disembodied whisperings and some visitors have felt the touch of unseen hands too. The author died mysteriously in Baltimore and thus came to be buried there Poe was found barely conscious and lying in a gutter on East Lombard Street in Baltimore. He was rushed to a hospital but he died a short time later.

Some said Poe's death was caused by alcohol, others say that he was in a psychotic state and even rabies has been blamed. Other writers believe that he may have been drugged and murdered as the clothes that he wore were not his own and the walking stick he carried belonged to another man. There have been literally dozens of theories posed as to what caused Poe’s death but no one will ever know for sure. Perhaps the fact that his death remains unexplained is the reason why Poe’s ghost remains in the Old Western Burial Ground.
Poe’s house in Baltimore now a museum is haunted. There are cold spots and people have felt something tapping them on the shoulder. Windows fly open and shut by unseen hands. Witnesses have reported seeing an overweight grey haired woman dressed in clothing of the 1800s. People have heard mysterious voices. An actress was getting dressed for a play based on Berenice, a horror story Poe wrote. A window suddenly fell and crashed to the floor. It had been secure and there were no wind gusts.

During the riots that followed Martin Luther King’s assassination, people saw lights in the house and called the police who also witnessed the lights that moved from floor to floor. They could not get into the house and did not want to break into it, so they surrounded the building and waited for the curator. No one had been in the house. 

His phantom has been seen at Fort Monroe.  Witnesses claim to have seen his ghost writing away at a desk; he penned some minor poetry collections while on base.
Another possible building for Poe to haunt would be at Hiram Haines Coffee and Ale House in Petersburg, Virginia that his friend owned in 1830s and invited Poe and Virginia Clemm to spend their honeymoon there. I investigated the second floor suite where they stayed, but did not get any EVPs or voices from the ghost box from him nor from his bride. Does he haunt there? I never heard any stories of his spirit there neither. Only a legend of Virginia seen at a window on January 39th. (Reopened and in my nonfiction ghost book, Paranormal Petersburg, and the Tri-Cities Area, it closed before my book was released and for sale.)
Other Spots Poe Is Claimed to Haunt


Washington College Hospital: this is the Baltimore hospital where he died in 1849, it's been said that Poe's ghost has been seen roaming its hallways.

Eutaw House: There are a myriad of eerie tales concerning the old Centre County, Pennsylvania, Inn. One is that Poe stopped by, fell in love with a local girl, and was spurned. A spook that physically resembles him has been spotted there, although the local lore seems to associate the apparition with a ghost family haunting its halls

Friday, January 02, 2015

Supernatural Friday: Top Ten Haunted Spots of Richmond, Virginia and Its Surrounding Counties



For the first Friday of 2015, here are top ten haunted spots in Richmond, Virginia and its counties. Whether you agree with me or not, it is about time one of Virginia’s most haunted region have a top ten. (The photos are copyrighted-most from my Haunted Richmond II book, so please just share the link to this blog.)




1. Henricus Historical Park, 251 Henricus Park Road, Chester, Virginia: Not only will you find history about the English settlement of Henricus in Chesterfield County, but spirits haunting the area, too. It started as an island that Native American tribes hunted on and later, lived on. In 1611, Sir Thomas Dale came up river from Jamestown to make a settlement here. Responsible for enforcing the laws, determining punishment and leading military expeditions, Sir Thomas also punished severely those who transgress in the colony. Governing Virginia by brutal martial law, Dale did not hesitate to impose the severe penalties specified by the codes. This included forced labor, capital punishment, and condemning a man who stole food to be tied to a tree and left to starve to death as a warning to others. Henricus was also the site of the first American hospital called Mount Malady.  One famous Native American, Pocahontas, is a part of Henricus’s story. After being captured by Captain Samual Argall in 1613, she was taken to Jamestown, to insure peace between the Indians and English settlers. She met John Rolfe at Henricus and married him in April 1614. Two years later, she traveled to England with her husband and infant son Thomas. Still, Opechancanough, Powhatan’s younger brother and successor, led a raid against English settlements up and down the James River March 22, 1622.  The Citie of Henricus was one of them.  The Civil War was fought here too. Fifty Yankee soldiers died here, from Confederate sharpshooters and artillery. They were from black regiments. Many obviously died from the bullets, while others succumbed to fever and disease.





2. Hollywood Cemetery, 412 Cherry Street, Richmond, Virginia: “You’re going to Hollywood” meant you were dying or had passed away. And yet, the dead still hang around here, making Hollywood, “the most haunted cemetery in Richmond.” Still a working cemetery, there many Virginians buried here, famous and not famous. The famous lying deep in the ground there include Presidents James Monroe and James Tyler, along with Confederate President Jefferson Davis and his family, General J. E. B Stuart, author Ellen Glasgow, and John Randolph, to name a few. One of the true but bizarre stories told are that families used to picnic there by the graves of loved ones. Now there's a stipulation in the contract for those who seek to buy a grave there that no one is allowed to picnic there.

Stories of soft moans rising from these graves on nights when the moon is full, and even in the daytime, voices have been heard. Orbs and other weird phenomena floating above tombstones have been captured in photographs and people complain of feeling chilling cold spots. Paranormal investigators have gotten EVPs of voices. There are those of the living whose energy has been drained, leaving them feeling ill the next day. Author Ellen Glasgow was able to have her two dogs buried with her at Hollywood. It is said that the two dogs run around and whine at the gravesite, late at night.

A statue of a cast iron dog not far from the pyramid stands over some children’s graves. It came originally from the front of a store on Broad Street in the 19th century. The story goes that a  little girl would drop by the store and pet it, talking to it and showing her love for it as if it were a real dog. One day though, she didn’t come. The little girl had perished from scarlet fever in an epidemic in 1892 and was buried in Hollywood Cemetery. Because of her affection for the cast iron dog, though, it was placed at her grave site. Eerily, it stands there to this very day, as if guarding her. There have been those who say that it moves occasionally, that they would pass it pointing in one direction and come back to find it staring the opposite way. The true story behind the dog states that the cast iron dog belonged to one Charles R. Reese. Reese’s children would walk by the cast iron dog on Broad Street every day and they loved it. He bought it for his children and it became a treasured family possession until it was placed in the cemetery to prevent it from being confiscated and reduced to bullets for Confederate soldiers.

Lore surrounds Thomas Branch, who in 1865 moved his family and business interests from Petersburg to Richmond. He established the Merchants Bank, now the Bank of America. He and his sons were such successful financiers that he is considered the “father of Virginia banking.” He has the statue of a lady sitting above his grave. Lore maintains that once a year she comes to life on the anniversary of his death and sheds tears.

The daughter of President Davis, Winnie, is rumored to have died from a broken heart, caused by her falling in love with Alfred Wilkinson, a Yankee and grandson of an abolitionist. President Davis rejected his suit to marry Winnie. Her health failed not long after that and she died at age 34. There’s a statue of an angel in mourning hovering over her grave. Lore has that from time to time it sheds tears, perhaps because even in death Winnie and her lover are still parted.



3. Cold Harbor Civil War Battlefield, 5515 Anderson-Wright Drive, five miles southeast of Mechanicsville on route 156. : Cold Harbor Battlefield had one of the bloodiest battles of the Civil War. Located in what is Mechanicsville, a section of Richmond, today it is a National Battlefield Park, generally open except Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Day.  The Federal army lost twelve thousand men—dead, wounded, missing, or captured. The Confederates suffered almost four thousand in casualties. Cold Harbor proved to be Lee's last major field victory. This battle also changed the course of the war from one of maneuver to one of entrenchment. Park map: http://www.nps.gov/rich/historyculture/cold-harbor.htm

There are stories of apparitions seen, voices heard, gunfire and cannon fire heard, along with many people capturing orbs or spectral figures in photos. There’s even a legend that tells of a thick fog that rolls in around 1:00 a.m. on the battlefield and no where else. I myself have seen shadows in human shapes moving, got cannon fire as an EVP, heard footsteps following my late at night when no one is allowed in the park (two investigators and I had permission and they paid for a ranger to take us around), and other things.

Two legends are connected to Cold Harbor. One has nothing to do with the Civil War, except that it supposedly took place at Cold Harbor, but it’s still a neat little story. The story goes that a sailor courted the lady of his dreams here. When she brushed him off, he is said to have exclaimed, “Now that really was a cold harbor!” Of course, historians discount this colorful legend.  The other one is connected to the Cohoke Light in West Point. There is a story that wounded Confederate soldiers were loaded onto a train that took off toward the Tidewater Region, but when it got to West Point the entire train vanished! 



4. Belle Isle, 300 Tredegar Street, Richmond, Virginia: Located as a 54-acre island in the James River, you can only get to it by walking or bicycling across a suspension bridge that runs under the Robert E. Lee Bridge from the northern shore of the James. Alternate access is by wooden bridge near 22nd Street, or by rock-hopping from the south shore. Once a prisoner of war camp, today it is a city park of great natural beauty owned by the city of Richmond.  Known as Broad Rock Island, it was first explored by Captain John Smith in 1607. In the 18th century a fishery occupied it. In 1814, the Old Dominion Iron and Nail Company had a nail factory on it. During the 1860's, the island was inhabited by a village complete with a school, church, and general store. The Virginia Electric Power Company built and operated a hydroelectric power plant on the island between 1904 and 1963. Between 1862 and 1865, the island served as a prison for Union soldiers during the War Between the States, around  30,000 POW's, with as many as 1,000 perished. Holding only a few small shacks, the island afforded no protection from the elements to the Union soldiers who were captured and taken there. Prisoners were given tents to sleep in, but the tents numbered 3000, while the soldiers numbered almost 10,000 by 1863. Prisoners were allowed to swim in the James River. The rapid water was perilous, but some men dared to brave the rapids and rifle fire, attempting to escape.  Most died of these, though, drowned or were shot, but some did escaped. Most of the deaths that occurred came from continuous exposure to the weather.

Stories are told of ghostly voices heard when no one is there, people being touched, chills, and spirits that have been seen. One story is told about some people walking all around Belle Isle from 8 p.m. to 11 p.m. On the way back, they heard what sounded like horse hooves on the ground, dragging something behind it.  Another tale makes claims to a sighting of a woman apparition. When I was there with a paranormal group, a voice answered yes over my ghost box. When I asked for a name, I got Victor. And when another investigator asked if he would come closer to get a temperature, her equipment lit up as if someone had!




5. Parker’s Battery: Located off Ware Bottom Church Spring Road in Chester, Virginia, these ten acres of land had a battle on it during the War Between the States. It is owned by the National Battlefield Park, open from dawn until dusk. The site was manned by Parker’s “Boy Company” comprised of men from the City of Richmond. Infantry trenches ran from the James River south to the Appomattox River, supported by artillery positions along the line. From mid-June 1864 forward, Parker’s Battery artillerymen were involved in frequent duels with Federal positions located less than one mile east. Confederate forces occupied this site until the fall of Petersburg in April 2, 1865.

Voices have been heard here and occasionally a figure may have been seen. But I discovered best time to see or hear paranormal activity is during the anniversary of the battle. In 2014, I heard footsteps, had voices of men talk to me over my ghost box and even captured one f them in a photo. All this will be in my new upcoming book released August 2015. So I won’t tell more of mine. You can find out more about that book at http://www.amazon.com/Paranormal-Petersburg-Virginia-Tri-Cities-Area/dp/0764349422/ref=sr_1_6?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1420250567&sr=1-6&keywords=pamela+k.+kinney



6. Byrd Theater, 2908 West Cary Street, Richmond, Virginia: Movie theaters have movies, popcorn, sodas, and snacks. But a second-run movie theater in Carytown has more: It’s haunted! The main ghost of choice there is the theater’s first manager, Robert Coulter. But from paranormal groups that had investigated the theater, it seems he’s not the only one to hang around. A female voice has been heard in the women’s restroom and even a cat’s meowing captured in an EVP in the theater auditorium.  Current manager Todd Schall-Vess said they’d always gotten EMF meters going off from past groups that investigated there.  Three members of one group had a light turned in hallway outside projection booth one night when no others in the group said they did it. Had Coulter been concerned that they might get hurt? Vess also has said that a man had died from a heart attack in the theater in either 1937 or ’38. There have been EVPs of other male voices, so maybe this person still hanging around where he died? Coulter has been seen by works off duty allowed with friends to use the balcony off limits to the public to watch a movie and would later tell him, “I thought you said others aren’t allowed up there. Who’s the old dude in a seat up there?” Bone-chilling cold is sometimes felt up in the balcony by paranormal groups. The person who plays the organ  late Friday and Saturday nights, stayed late one night to practice and around 3 a.m. heard voices when he knew he was the only one in the theater,




7. Evergreen Cemetery: Evergreen Cemetery is a historic African-American cemetery in the East End of Richmond, dating from 1891. There are notable African-Americans buried there including Maggie L. Walker, John Mitchell, Jr., A. D. Price, and Rev. J. Andrew Bowler.

Paranormal investigators investigating the place, have consistently heard voices ranging from grown women and men talking (mostly mumbling) to children laughing and maybe even playing. At one point, during an EVP session, they asked “Is there anyone here?” Then they asked, “What is your name?” Right after the question, one of them swore he heard someone whisper “Jacob” in his left ear. At this same location, both he and another investigator had headaches at the same exact time. When they left that spot, the headaches went away. But as soon as they re-entered the area, the headaches returned.



8. Magnolia Grange, 10020 Iron Bridge Road, Chesterfield, Virginia: Magnolia Grange was a plantation house, with much land.  Nowadays, it is a historical museum on acreage of land, surrounded by buildings and Route 19 in front and a street behind it. It is taken care of by the Chesterfield Historical Society and you can take tours there.

Apparitions, disembodied voices, shadows and such have been observed there. Some people admitted to feeling oddness about the place. A psychic had visited with the George Lutz of Amityville Horror fame, and told the docent she’d seen white-covered tables in the back yard, with ladies in long gowns having tea there, a lady in a 1820s Empire style dress standing on the sixth step of the staircase, on the foyer. Besides the woman, she also noticed a man in the parlor, tall, dark, and brooding, and admitted to hearing children’s laughter drifting from a room on the second floor at the top of the stairs.  Once when I was there on a tour, and our tour guide took us upstairs and stood behind the case that held the map of the area to point out things, the glass doors of the bookcase beside her flew open. She looked at it with a puzzled gaze and said, “That’s never happened before.” One time, at after a wedding while the bride and groom were getting photos take of them, one of the male guests asked who the woman in period costume was standing there with the others. He said she had on a beautiful white dress with a necklace, which matches to a T what the psychic Mary had described of her female spirit.




9. Wrexham Hall, 10301 Old Wrexham Road, Chesterfield, Virginia: Now owned as a place one can rent for weddings, receptions and parties, this historical house is also haunted. The main spirit is the lady in red, Susanna Walthall , whose father, Archibald Walthall, owned the house. Her fiancée went away to fight in the War Between the States but never returned and Susanna lived there as a spinster until her death. And of course, she has never left, but remains around, no doubt checking out the weddings as she never had hers.  Others ghosts are Civil War soldiers, as the house had been a hospital during the war too. The house was moved from its original spot, but it is said that the graves remained where they were, cemented over to become a parking lots for Chesterfield Meadows Shopping Center. The ghosts also haunted the area, particularly the Martins Supermarket, as activity has been experienced there.  The slaves’ cemetery was across the street, where today a CVS stands. None of the employees there mention sseing or hearing anything.

My most interesting experience at Wrexham happened before I wrote the first book, Haunted Richmond, Virginia. After a meeting for a paranormal group, we were allowed to run upstairs and check the place out. I stood I the hallway outside the room the brides used when dressing for their weddings, while two others were in the restroom. Another person was inside the room, staring out the window. Suddenly, the door began to slowly close. 



10. Chimborazo Medical Museum 3215 E. Broad Street Richmond, Virginia: The museum is on the grounds of what had been one of the Civil War’s largest military hospitals. Inside the museum there are exhibits of original medical instruments and personal artifacts of Civil War doctors and surgeons. It has been operated as a park by the city since the 1870s.  Chimborazo became known as one of the best organized, largest, and most sophisticated hospitals of it kind in the Confederacy at the time. Taking its name from the hill it sat upon, it was on the eastern edge of the city of Richmond. According to local legend, Chimborazo Hill was named for Mount Chimborazo, an inactive volcano in Ecuador.  It is figured that approximately 75,000 patients passed through its doors over its three and a half years. The precise number of deaths is unknown. Estimates suggest somewhere in 6,500 to 8,000 died, resulting in a mortality rate of about 9 percent. Men who died at Chimborazo Hospital nearly always received burial in the Confederate section at Oakwood Cemetery, about one mile northeast of the hospital. Also in the area happened Bloody Run, a battle in 1656 where six to seven hundred members of the Shackoconian tribe of the Manahoac Confederacy fought English Colonists under Colonel Edward Hill and members of the Pamunkey tribe under Totopotomoi. So terrible was this battle that there’s a legend that so many were slain (Totopotomoi included) that their blood flooded the spring. In the end, Colonel Hill became disgusted with it and had to pay for the cost of the battle and was stripped of his rank.

There have been stories of voices heard when no one is there, along with apparitions seen. 


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