Showing posts with label ghost story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghost story. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Bye-Bye Big Blue

The first few years I did ghost tours, he was there every night -- hovering off the top of the LBJackson Building. He was big, blue and reliable. Night after night, there he'd be. I started thinking of the blue orb as Big Blue.

There was a psychic on the tour one night. A guy that was the real deal. Scarily so. He claimed to be able to look down into graves and see the people buried there. At one of our sites, I'd been told there were four people buried at that location. I told the ghost story and he looked down. "I see six [people], he said. I checked with another source later that week. He was right; there were six.

At the LBJackson Building, Big Blue attached himself to this paranormally sensitive guest. In every subsequent photo for the rest of the tour, there was Big Blue suspended over him. When we returned to the hotel after the tour, the orb sat on his shoulder for the last photo. Big Blue didn't show up at the LBJackson Building for two nights. I've always thought he probably went home with the psychic.

I was new to touring and didn't ask for a copy of the pictures nor his email address. I wish I had; he might have been able to tell me some of Big Blue's secrets -- who he was, where he'd been, why he was there. (I always thought the orb was male.) As it is, Big Blue no longer haunts the LBJackson Building. He disappeared two years ago. Ghost do travel after all.

Friday, October 30, 2009

The Flying Nun


I entered this business unconvinced about the reality of ghosts -- unsure, but open to their existence. Now, 18 months later, I must admit: There IS something out there. This photograph was one of those instances that made me draw this conclusion.

The Story Behind the Photo
Chris Krukar of Louisville, KY took this photo on one of my tours on Church Street -- one of Asheville's two most haunted pathways. When I first saw it, I immediately thought/ sensed it was a nun. Yet, this made no sense; there are no Catholic churches on Church Street.

Two weeks later, I uncovered a ghost story that explained it all. Apparently, the Trinity Episcopal Church once had priests and nuns in service. The nun met an untimely and sordid end (this tale is told in detail on the Ghost Hunters of Asheville Downtown Interactive tour) and her restless spirit haunts the area. This picture was taken on the street corner across from the Trinity Episcopal Church. It took a few psychics and some investigative research to uncover the nuances of the story, but my first intuitive thought was correct: This spirit is a nun.