Ghost stories are a childhood tradition that never fades around a hot summer night. Just the phrase “ghost stories” causes the neck hairs to rise up. This is especially so if you’ve ever met a master storyteller. I did once when I was about 4 years old. His name was Damian Warren of Springfield.
I’m 53 now, so four for me is almost half a century ago. It was a different time, and entertainment was hard to come by. You could read or go outside and play. My choices were narrowed down due to being illiterate.
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