I can't help but feel that after suffering horrible fates, some restless spirits wish to make their presence known on Earth or make their way someplace else. Me? I never wanted to get in between those spirits and any of their wishes. Around these parts, nothing exciting happened in the late 1970s during my early teenage years. There was the occasional keg party in some place where you’d hoped the cops would never find you. Something else might find you there. And when all was