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09/01/2010

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First Name last initial: Kathy R

Location of Story: Durant Florida



Story: About 5 years ago I was living in Durant Florida with my then teenage son which is a one caution light town.  Back in the day it was nothing but a farming community and pretty much still is.My son was very active in basketball at his local High School which required numerous trips to school to pick him up after practice.  We only lived about three miles away and the route to get to school involved a very dangerous S curve.  I'd heard over the years there had been quite a few accidents here because most of the teenagers in the area as well as some grown adults loved to gun their cars around this particular "S"
curve, I being one of those.Late one evening ( I'll never forget ) I was on my way to pick him up around dusk.  As I neared the curve I of course gave the car a little more gas than I should of and just as I was about to go into the first curve I noticed a man standing on the side of the road and slowed down emensly, probably to around 25 mph if not less.   The reason I took such notice of the man was I thought he looked quite strange and not really dressed as you would in the millineum.  The most  memorable thing about him was the hat he had on. The best decripition I could give is it resembled the hat of Jed Clampett from the Beverly Hill Billies show from the early seventies.
He caught my attention so much  as I passed by him I looked back in my rearview mirror to catch another glimpse of him only he wasn't there any longer.  After picking up my son from school I went back thru the S curve very slowly and looked at the spot where he was standing. There was no way this man could of moved from the side of the road and hidden anywhere as there was no where for him to hide. The truth to the matter is  I should of been able to see him in my mirror as I had passed by.  This prompted me to start asking questions at the little local store where all the locals would hang out and get caught up on the small town gossip. I had discovered that there had been numerous deaths on this curve over the years but no one willing to go into any further details. One day I became
acquainted with someone that had gifted physic abilities.  As I
relayed my story I was told it was a real apparition of someone and the warning was for me to slow down, that was why he allowed me to see him.  He knew what my reaction would be. All I can think of now when I think of him, is he probably did save my life on that particular day or at least a lot of unnecessary pain and expense. I've always felt that when my time came it would be in a car and it would be my own fault due to my need for speed and loving curves. If this was truly a ghost as I suspect and was told it was, Mr Ghostin the Jed Clampett hat, I send you a BIG Thank You.

 

First Name last initial: Jeff H

Location of Story: Ft. Oglethorpe Ga.



Story: The story that I'm about to tell happened to me personally. One day while at work in the Fall of 1989, I walked to the corner pharmacy, that was located in the same parking lot as the store I worked at. Right outside by the door was a newspaper vending machine, as I was about to put my quarter's in the slot to get my paper, I heard someone behind me ask if they could borrow some change for a cup of coffee. I was startled because , I heard noone walk up , so I spun around and there stood a man. He was wearing a flannel shirt and bluejean's , he looked to be about 40-45 year's old. I said sure and reached in my pocket and gave him all the change I had. I finished getting my new's paper, I then turned back around to tell the man bye and to take care, but he was gone. He was no where to be found. I looked up the street and down the street, no where was he to be found. He just simply vanished. Now whether or not he was a ghost , an angel or the world's fastest and quietest runner ( which I doubt ) , I do not know. I do know he was there and then he was gone, just like that!!



 

 

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First Name last initial: Davina P.

Location of Story: Chatsworth, Ga

May we contact you regarding story: Yes

contact method: davinap@ghosttn.com

Story: The Chief Vann House

At the start of the 19th century in Chatworth, Georgia, a magnificent house now called the Chief Vann house was built. Also known as the "Showplace of the Cherokee Nation", this beautiful brick home is one of the oldest remaining structures in north Georgia. Its beautiful and unique decor make this house an even more intriguing place. The house itself was crafted with brick molded from the red clay on the property. The exterior walls are around eighteen inches thick and the interior walls around 8 inches thick. The interior
walls of the third floor are plaster on wood. Handwrought nails and hinges from Vann's own blacksmith shop were also used in the construction of the house. The house is a combination of the late Federal style and early Georgian style architecture. The ceilings of both the first and second floor are twelve feet, while the ceiling of the third floor is only six feet. The third floor had two rooms one which was the boys room and one that was seperated and more private that was the girls room.

The Chief Van House was named after its original owner, Chief James Vann, whom was a member of the Cherokee Triumvirate and one of the richest men in the Western Hemisphere at that time. It is said that he owned about 200 slaves and hundreds of acres of farmland. James was born in Spring Place, Georgia in February 1765.

 In addition to the blacksmith shop, the property around the Vann House included 42 slave cabins, 6 barns, 5 smokehouses, a trading post, over 1,000 peach trees, 147 apple trees, and a still. Vann, his Cherokee wife, his father Joseph and step-father Clement were among the first white traders in the Cherokee Nation. Vann's was one of the few Cherokee who could read English.

 As a teenager he was called to read letters to the tribe from Tennessee Governor John Sevier and others. Vann was involed in steering the young Cherokee Nation on a path towards acculturation and was a respected negotiator for the Cherokees. But, don't let this fool you, Vann was also a very ill tempered individual who was more than physically abusive, and for no apparent reason, to his number of wives and others. He was described by biographer, Lela Latch Lloyd, as "excessively cruel, and sadistic, a domineering demon." James lived at the house for 5 years before he was shot and killed at Buffington’s Tavern in February 1809. His favorite son, Joseph Vann, also known as "Rich Joe" inherited the house.

In 1819 at the age of 20, Joseph was visited by President James Monroe. Joseph continued to build the family wealth through the 1820's. After the Georgia Gold Rush, Joseph had employed a white man to run the plantation. The Georgia Guard tried to take over the house because, Vann had unknowingly violated a new Georgia law forbidding whites from working for Cherokees without a permit. Even though the man had never actually worked for Vann. Spencer Riley, a man who claimed to have won the house in the Land Lottery of 1832 also tried to take over the house and Joseph Vann and his family were caught in the midst of the struggle between the two parties. In the end, Col. Bishop, the leader of the Guard, took a smoldering log and threw it on the steps and smoked Riley out of the house.

 In March, 1835, The Vann's were forced out of the house. The Vann family lost their elegant home, and moved with the Cherokee in the trail of tears to the Cherokee Territory of Oklahoma. In November of 1835 Col. Bishop had imprisoned John Howard Payne for 13 days on the grounds. Payne who was noted as the composer of "Home, Sweet Home" had been charged with sedition for supporting the claims of the Cherokee over the state of Georgia. By the 1950's the house passed through various hands and was in dire need of repair.

 There was no longer a roof, leaving the elements to further damage the house. Thankfully, the Chief Vann House was administered by the Georgia Historical Society and a restoration began in 1951 that was completed 12 years later. Today the Vann House survives as Georgia's best-preserved historic Cherokee Indian home and is a museum that shares the story of the Chief Vann House, James Vann and some of its inhabitants and is also included in the Chieftains Trail.

 

 

        

 
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