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Dorothy and I have a number of speaking engagements over the next month or so and we’re fortunate that several will be at local libraries. All of those are free and open to the public. For the list of dates and places, go to our Events page.
It’s getting to be Halloween season and our speaking schedule is filling up. While most of the talks are for area clubs, there are a couple that are open to the general public: October 5 for the Kensington Park Retirement Community and Kensington Historical Society and October 26 for the Germantown Historical Society. I’ll post any new talks and detail updates on the Events page.
Dorothy and I will be signing books from 2:00-4:00 at the Gaithersburg Book Festival. We’ll be at the Schiffer Books booth. There are a lot of great talks and authors and we hope you’ll stop by and say hello to us!
Snow days are treats in and of themselves, but a little haunting might add to your pleasure, or at least that was my thinking when I began this post. We only have one story in ISOMG:MC that involves a snowstorm. That story belongs to Huntview, or the James Trundle Farm, in Poolesville. This 19th century house, ca. 1878 (but built on the foundations of an older building), seems to be incredibly haunted, and the current residents can prove it having had many encounters, heard, felt, and seen, with the spirits that inhabit the place.
The other great thing about the tales of Huntview is that they have been reported by many different residents over time as you can see from the following excerpt:
One night sometime during the 1940s there was a terrible snowstorm. Everything around was shut down and no one was out who didn’t have to be. It was evening and the caretaker* at the time was looking out the window when he saw footprints in the snow. He called the family together because he had told everyone to stay inside. This was the kind of storm where one could be in great danger outside. But everyone was in and no one had gone out. The next morning, the man went out to see what damage the storm might have caused. Under the window where he had seen footprints the night before there was a set of deep tracks leading down to River Road. As he followed the tracks, they became shallower and shallower until they disappeared altogether in the middle of a field.
The ghosts who haunt Huntview have been thought to be Civil War soldiers, farmers, and men from a different era. I can only speculate to whom those footprints belonged. A long gone farmer looking after his property during a terrible storm? A Civil War soldier scanning the area to be sure that the Confederates have not crossed the river? I leave it to you to decide.
*Huntview has not had a resident-owner for some time. All the stories we gathered are from caretakers who lived and worked at the farm.