Author: Craig McManus

For Ghosts, Halloween is Just a Nightmare

For ghosts, Halloween isn’t just a bad dream, it’s a nightmare. Americans seem to be obsessed with ghosts and hauntings, especially this time of the year. We talk about them. We write about them. We chase them with meters and equipment, probing and prodding, searching all of their safe hiding places until we find them.… Read more »

The Ghosts of Higbee Beach

The fall is when we start thinking about back to school, back to work after vacations, and the changing seasons and upcoming holidays. Those of us who love the paranormal also start thinking about ghosts and hauntings. However, Halloween is not the exclusive haunting season for ghosts. Ghosts exist right along with the living year… Read more »

The Ghost of the Peter Shields Inn

The paint was fresh, the wallpaper glimmering, and the venerable old restaurant was once again open for business, now sporting its dressy new attire. Renovations will typically stir a ghost or two.

The Ghosts of John McConnell House

Walking down Jackson Street off season, in the evening, is sometimes like walking through a graveyard at night. Many of the buildings sit silent and dark, being closed for the season. Should you happen to glance up at some of the darkened windows in the upper floors of these old seaside sentinels, you may just catch a quick glimpse of something looking back at you.

The Ghost of Joseph Gregory

I was dreaming about the beach or something to do with Cape May when the dream segued to an exterior view of a house, an old house. A teenage boy was looking up at the roof and, in the dream, I was watching.

Room with a BOO

The kindly grandmother, children and grandchildren in tow, moved from room to room admiring and reminiscing about the old days at her historic house in West Cape May. She had owned the property years earlier, about three owners back, and had stopped by on a chance visit to meet the new owner. They were in… Read more »

Furry Phantoms of Cape May

I was thinking about good old Punxsutawney Phil. He did not see his shadow, so we may actually live to see spring. Old Punx got me thinking about ghosts of animals. I have had more than one run in with a furry ghost, and quite a few of those encounters were right here in Cape May.