Late at night on certain nights, as you’re leaving this retirement community, if you’re driving over the speed limit (15mph), as you approach a stop sign, an old lady—almost glowing—appears on the left side of the road wearing a flowing pink nightgown and motions you to slow down. As you pass her, she stares at you in disgust. You can watch her disappear in your rear view mirror.
The crossroads where the paranormal and history meet.