SoulCreole: Ghosts in the Garden, Part 2

I walked down the long gravel driveway and crossed Old Highway 161. There on the other side of the road was our old haunt, The Sandpit. It was a big hole in the ground, about the size of a football field. For decades it had been dug into, deeper and deeper, to supply soil to… Read More SoulCreole: Ghosts in the Garden, Part 2

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