Someone asked of me in the museum, "Are there any haunts in Wrightwood?" They said it with a grin, which means they were joking. At least I hoped that they were only joking. The town isn't that old. But, really...how old does a place have to be to collect some haunts? All is takes is someone, or something...to "kick the bucket" or "give up the ghost."
Photo one showcases Mr. B's "Banshee the Irish Ghost," the first wooden creature to greet visitors who enter the House that B Built (the historic Acorn Lodge). Next to it is Bristol's black cat, who was obviously alive at the time. Months after this photo it died.
Photo two shows a picture of children playing on the great rock steps of the porch that B...Built. Study it close. To the left of the steps, and against the rock bell tower, perhaps you can make out the shadow of a large black cat sitting as it looks over the children who play around it.
Photo three shows the main part of Wrightwood over 80 years ago. It is a shot of the "Wrightwood Mountains" overhead entry that was called "The Commons"; within was the lodge and a cafe with a store and barbershop. Big Pines Park was in full swing, as was the hiking activity around the hills in the area. No doubt, someone had met an untimely end in the unforgiving mountains during this time period. Perhaps someone who had first visited the "Commons". How else could you explain this photo? Did time and reprints make this photo fade in certain spots? Check it out closer...the faded area within the old photo sure looks like a face and upper torso floatin' under Wrightwood's welcoming sign.
Just some photos of haunts...or perhaps something else; like an overworked imagination or too much Miller Highlight.
