Things That Go Bump

I always had a fascination with old cemeteries. As a young girl, my BF Nancy and I used to ride bikes around historic Mounds Cemetery in our hometown of Racine, Wisconsin in search of ancient grave stones. The old cemetery was riddled with imposing family mausoleums. We would dare each other to walk up to the doorway of the spooky tombs and peer inside at the neat rows of crypts. At sleepovers we would play Ouija by candlelight and invoke the spirits to spell the name of our future husbands and reveal the number of children we would have someday. I believed the Ouija was real! Nancy and I also believed in reincarnation, ghosts, and all things creepy that went bump in the night. The mysteries of the unknown seemed larger-than-life. What ever happened to the Ouija Board anyway? I still have a fascination with cemeteries... so long as I'm a visitor and not a resident.