You know what? I live in a ghost town and it used to be called Old Cat Hollow (oh how I wish it was still called that). It's not your typical ghost town with old rotting general stores and crumbling churches though, but it's awfully close. This wee pie-shaped hamlet was once a bustling hub in the mid to late 1800s and included a mill, a ship building yard and a bunch of old sailors and rum runners. Sadly though, there are no remains left of the mill or the shipyard and the old general store is now just a regular house. For the most part, all of the history of this place died with the people who settled here.
There are quite a few spots around here that really creep me out so I thought I'd share a few with you (in trusty ol' black and white). Don't look too closely at any of these photos though, or you just might see a serial killer or a ghostly old drunken sailor peeking back at you. (Cue theremin music...)