I ran across a very interesting blog last Sunday that I’d like to share with you today. It’s called Fookem and Bug and the byline reads ‘Hear all, See all, Know all, Share all’.
I found this blog via a link in one of the many tools I use to keep up on what’s being posted in other blogs in Northern Colorado. The link directed me to a post in this blog dated October 30, 2007. Yes this post is approaching 3 years old and unlike the inhabitants of the cemetery in the story this post is still very much alive.
Since it was published this post has received many comments and the last one as of this writing is dated January 23, 2010 and gives a detailed description of how to find the cemetery, but be aware an earlier post gives a word of caution about trespassing on surrounding properties.
The picture you see here is one of many posted within the original story at Fookem and Bug you’ll have to visit there in order to see the the others and read the original post and all the comments that it’s received over the years.
I’m very glad to have found this blog and plan to visit it again as time permits. It’s my hope that you’ll enjoy it as well.
As always you’re encouraged to tell us what you think by using the comment box below.



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Good find. As you might imagine, I have an opinion about it…
When I go to lonely historic sites, like Bingham Hill, I enjoy absorbing the feel of a place. I like to think about what it was like before any of the current structures were there. I try to imagine who these people were, and what it was like to live in LaPorte 100 years ago. I like to, don’t laugh, listen to the wind up there. To me, that’s experiencing ghosts in the best kind of way.
Kids telling ghost stories, photographing orbs, and trying to spook themselves misses the whole point of history. It keeps them ignorant of real history and the lessons/meaning that comes with it.
Thanks so much for your comment Cat.
You just captured the essence of what I love about ghost towning, it’s not about ghosts at all it’s about what life was like back then and the people that lived it.
Listen for the wind