Spirits Walk Among Us, or We're All Cousins When You Really Think About It
Carolyn MacCullough, Once a Witch- "I was born on the night of Samhain, when the barrier between the worlds is whisper-thin and when magic, old magic, sings its heady and sweet song to anyone who cares to hear it." ... ... If you live at 139, 141, 145 or 147 E. Chestnut St., I have some bad Halloween news for you- research suggests you live on top of an Indian Burial Ground! And not just any burial ground... the burial ground of the last of the Conestoga, which were the last of the Susquehannock. I've been studying my genealogy for three years now and just last night I might have found the most interesting thing. The final chief of the Conestoga, Chief Old Sheehays, murdered by the Paxton Boys in December 1763, could POSSIBLY be my direct ancestor. I was researching the Smith family line, my paternal grandmother's last name. The chain goes from Grant to Albert to George to James to John Smith born in 1782, then to another John Smith born in 1755. I couldn't find...