The Halloween season fills the imagination with ghostly images of spooks and specters. But what if Cincinnati’s dead can’t be confined to decrepit mansions and overgrown cemeteries? From former first ladies to bootleggers’ wives, the Queen City’s ghostliest legends are as colorful and varied as the historical landscape of the city itself.
Notice the lights that are on. Look at the tiny blips of red or green on the cable box or the cell phone charger or the plugged-in laptop. Listen to the hum of a heater or air conditioner. Notice how you’re surrounded by items using electricity. Now think about everyone you know who’s also surrounded by the same items and all the people you don’t know who are surrounded by those same items. Think about how Greater Cincinnati garners its electricity from carbon-based fossil fuels like coal and natural gas.
Now in its 19th year, this perennial Halloween fave might be the only in the Tristate to warrant its own county directional sign — and with good reason. Split into two distinct attractions, it’s worth the countryside trek.