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Happy ghosts in front of the Jones at the old Baptist Church in Fincastle.

It's Terrific Tuesday again. How's everything in your neck of the woods?

No you are not wrong. I never got one up last Tuesday. I just didn't feel terrific because of the latest news about another student at Virginia Tech and LBHS graduate to boot. Morgan Harrington must be found, but the fervent hope is that she will be alive. I watched her father on television and well it just broke my heart. Sadly a real nightmare before Halloween just like the pair killed in August at Caldwell Fields off Rt. 621 in Montgomery County. Saw those parents on TV last night as well. May the good Lord assuage their grief and help them find a way a head of the despair. Let's hope law enforcement finds the sicko/s who did both as well and may they get exactly what they deserve!

Speaking of horror I covered the CAMS Ghost Walk on this past Saturday night and the ghosties and goblins of Botetourt will be out and about on Saturday night for a bit Halloween fun. Truly, Halloween was always one of my favorite days of the year when I was a child.

Over at Breckinridge we used to sing, "Witches, pumpkin heads, black cats, scary spooks, Oh! Its Halloween!" I am so sorry you can't hear me sing it.

Would you like to hear a scary story? Why sure you would.

Back in 2004 a friend of mine went to Saipan on business. A ton of soldiers from both sides were killed there during WWII. He landed at the airport in the daylight, rented a car and went to his hotel. He spent several days there on business before he took his leave to go home to the USA.

The weather was cold and dreary and a fog had seeped in over the road. He had to drive very slowly as the airport was far away from where he had been staying. He got in a dark and dare I say it, spooky spot of road. In his headlights he suddenly saw a line of soldiers walking very slowly in front of him. He slammed on the brakes and they were gone just as quickly as he had seen them. Nothing but fog remained! He said to me in an email, "My heart was in my throat. They looked so real until they disappeared!" Way cool!

Upon arrival back in the USA, he looked up the uniforms as they were walking away from him. He also read about the fierce fighting there during the war. "On the night of July 7, 1943 3,000 Japanese charged in the largest suicide rush of the war. Stunned, the Americans fell back, but quickly recovered and wiped out the Japanese in an all-night fight. All but 1,000 of the Japanese military were dead." --WWII database online.

He believes they were lost souls of Japanese soldiers killed in the fighting, still wandering Saipan on foggy nights even 60 years later!

I don't write ‘em, I just repeat ‘em, folks. Happy Halloween! See you next week!