ghosts in the burbs

A blog about the people who live in Wellesley, MA and the ghosts (and monsters) who haunt them.

Morses Pond didn’t start out as the sizeable body of water it is today. Back in 1738, a landowner dammed a brook to create a mill pond. Subsequent owners liked this idea, each one outdoing the last in building up the dam until the small spit of water eventually grew into the Morses Pond we …

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My dreams. My dreams were the worst. I know, no one likes to hear about someone else’s dreams, it’s mind-numbingly boring, but these dreams? I was a step away from calling a psychiatrist. In one, I rode a school bus with other soon-to-be-damned souls. We were on a short-list of the recently deceased whose lives …

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A moment of truth:   The week/weekend/past five years just plain got away from me. I need a pass. The text from this week’s interview needs serious editing. My haunted girl was a Chatty Cathy and we went on serious tangents.   So…. Shall we say next Friday? The 15th of April?   I turn …

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