Last night I went on a ghost tour in Charleston, SC. We stopped by the graveyard where Sue Howard Hardy lies (photoed above). She died 6 days after giving birth to a still born. Both her and the baby are buried together. The above photo was taken by an architect on June 10, 1987 (pre-Photoshop). He kept asking Kodak for a new image because he was certain there was no one in the graveyard when he took the photo. Kodak headquarters went to the site and after several attempts to recreate the image, they authenticated the photo as “a real image”.
Years later, during a ghost tour, it started raining right before the tour guide (Franny) told the above story. She moved the group to a covered area, but one person stayed behind staring at the grave. When the tour guide finished telling the story to the group, she went over to the woman to get her back on the bus. Without having heard the story, the woman said, “She wants you to know that she’s singing to her baby girl in the photo.” After repeating that several times, the woman snapped out of her trance and admitted that she never goes to funerals because “they always talk to her”. The tour guide (the same one I had last night) was so freaked out, she called the church that operates the graveyard to ask if the baby was a boy or girl, but didn’t tell the church her reason for asking. The church said the baby was a girl, and at the end of the conversation said, “Oh and did you know that Sue loved to sing? She sang in the church choir, and loved to sing in the graveyard to the children buried there.”
How crazy is that?
