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Thursday, March 31, 2011

PARANORMAL PUB - "A" Model Point of View - Part lI



Marion Pellicano Ambrose

After the lighthouse, we proceeded to the old jail, where many paranormal investigators have reported a great deal of ghostly activity. Just walking through the facility at night was frightening, but when a crazed former inmate showed up (an excellent actor by the way) he was able to make us all have shivers run up and down our spines. He told the tale of the 8 hangings that took place at the jail, one being his own. When a paranormal team visited, they were able to record an EVP that seemed to say “There were only 8”. The EVP was played out loud as we stood in a dark cell on the second floor of the dimly lit jail, and believe me, it was frightening!

We drove past the City Gates where a specter known as Elizabeth is said to be seen regularly. It seems that Elizabeth was a young girl who came to the gates of the city seeking refuge within during an outbreak of yellow fever. She was denied entry and died right there at the gate. Many people report finding a misty white figure in their photos that they didn’t see while taking it. Others claim to actually see a young girl with long flowing hair dressed in a billowing white gown standing by the City Gates. She was reported to be seen so often, that the police began bicycle patrols in the area and several officers have reported seeing her themselves, only to have her disappear as they approach.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

PARANORMAL PUB - "A" Model Point of View - Part l


Marion Pellicano Ambrose

Nothing can compare to the sight of 150 antique Model A cars riding down the narrow streets of the Ancient City!  That was the amazing visual many tourists witnessed this past weekend during the Model A Restorer’s Club Meet in Saint Augustine, Florida.  People waved, honked their horns, and flashed their lights as the parade of A’s wound its way past Flagler College, Saint George Street and the Bridge of Lions. Children begged to hear the “Arooga” of the old horns while their grandparents had flashbacks of their first date and spooning in the rumble seat of a Model A.