Kith & Kin

Merry Christmas from my mom. . . . the nut. I haven’t been doing this blog very long, but I knew when I began it that the time would come when I needed to write memories about my mom, and I knew that could be emotionally draining for me. Nobody had a more profound effect on my life than Mom did, with her wonderful qualities and even her faults. I know God is in control of everything, but I can’t help feeling cheated that she went as suddenly as she did. On the other hand, Dad suffered for weeks and months before he passed, and I wouldn’t have wanted her to go through that either. On this date, Thursday, December 1, 2022, Mom would have been eighty-five years old , having been born in 1937. She was godly and wise. She was stubborn. She was a good listener. She had a temper. She was a faithful friend. She could be blunt. And she was unquestionably . . . a nut. She had a wonderful sense of humor, something any mother of four sons needs in abundant supply. So to avoid growing ...

Dear Readers, I will vouch for the fact that each of the stories below is true based on my personal knowledge of the character of each person relating the events. Unlike most “true stories” involving the supernatural, these don’t start off with, “This happened to a friend of mine,” or, “I knew a guy once who said this happened to his cousin.” These stories are told here as accurately as possible by those who experienced them. Each story is creepier than the one before it. You might find some of the events so disturbing that you won’t want to finish reading the post. That’s up to you. I promise you, though, that these events happened as they are related here. This is not a stunt or a hoax. My only regret is that none of them happened to me. Rats. Happy Halloween! Steve Sandi Duncan: “Bunny” NOTE FROM STEVE: Sandi is my first cousin on my dad’s side, daughter of his brother Leo. My mother’s name was Bonnie, and the grandchildren all called her “Mimi Bon.” But when great...