Back in the 1990s I was a store manager for Staples. I was driving home in Ohio coming from Pennsylvania around 8PM one night when I made a stop for some gas. I went inside to pay like normal, I was the only person there except for the clerk. When I got in my car…
October 14th, 1972- I remember it like it was yesterday, even though it was nearly fifty years ago on the night of October 14, 1972 one of those damp, foggy evenings that settles over the Valley when autumn creeps in. The mist hung low and thick, turning the headlights into dull orange arcs in the…
It was autumn of ’84 I was driving my Mustang down Route 282 in Tennessee, which eventually bled into the pitch-black corridor of Orwell Hill Road. There were no streetlights, no houses, just the heavy, suffocating darkness that seemed to swallow the beam of my headlights. It became a routine; whenever I hit that specific…
From what I was told by my Dad Freddie May, and My Grandma Kathleen May the original Witnesses along with my uncle Eddie May. One September 12, 1952, my dad, Uncle Eddie and some neighborhood kids were playing at Flatwoods Elementary school which was probably about 300 – 400 yards from their house as the…
It was late October 2018, right around 2:30 AM. I was driving a winding, isolated stretch of Route 119 through the mountains of eastern Kentucky, heading back from a grueling double shift. The fog had rolled in thick off the ridges. You know that heavy, blinding Appalachian soupy fog that forces you to crawl at…
The breakup had been messy, the kind that leaves your chest feeling like a hollowed-out tree trunk. By late October, I couldn’t stand the sight of my apartment anymore, so I packed my multi-day rig, drove out to a remote access point of the Appalachian Trail in southwestern Virginia, and started hiking. I didn’t want…
🎥 Prefer to hear this story told aloud? Listen to this story on YouTube below, or on most podcast platforms. Back in the mid 1970’s I lived for a couple of years with my great uncle Marvin and aunt Elsie down to Susie Kentucky to help them with their tobacco farm. When uncle Marv pased and aunt Elsie…
🎥 Prefer to hear this story told aloud? Listen to this story on YouTube below, or on most podcast platforms. This occurred in 1954, when I was 9 years old. Daddy had just finished building, an addition to our house, so I got my own bedroom, my sisters shared another bedroom, and Mama and Daddy had their bedroom….
A Galax Virginia sighting October 26th, 1987, is a date that sits in my memory with absolute clarity, anchored by a moment that defied everything I understood about the sky. We were driving back home to Galax after a birthday visit with my grandmother. When we were nearing Wytheville, the conversation simply stopped. It wasn’t…
🎥 Prefer to hear this story told aloud? Watch this story on YouTube below, or listen on most podcast platforms. I had an experience back in 2005 that I’ve never forgotten. Honestly, it’s probably something very few people have ever heard of. You always hear about Bigfoot, Mothman, or the standard cryptids, but let me ask you this:…