Conference hydra::dejavu

1111.0. "Perkins Cove Maine" by VIDEO::CORLISS () Fri Aug 18 1989 13:05

    I have a story to share and would like to request more stories about
    Perkins Cove in Ogunquit Maine.  Two very close friends of mine live
    there in the summers, Jeff has done so since childhood and Donna has 
    since they met in college and married (the past 5-6 years).  I of
    course have visited them every chance I get because it is one of my
    most favorite places with beautiful shops, great restaurants and great
    ghost stories!!! 
    
    Very recently during a visit with them I was told the story of
    Jeff's first hand experience with a ghost.  Seems he was taking his
    usual daily run going down the same old road he always goes, thinking
    about the days events....etc....etc.. be aware that this was 2 in the
    afternoon.  This is a very beautiful road with stone wall fences and
    old houses and woods on either side.  He was going along at his normal
    pace, enjoying the scenery when suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks
    to face a very dark figure of a man, hovering at the side of the road
    staring directly at him.  The man was dressed in an old sailors outfit,
    with a cap and full beard and was visible for quite a few seconds
    before vanishing.  Jeff was startled (to say the least) but continued 
    his run and upon returning home told Donna of this apparition.  
    She then was relaying the message to a resident friend of theirs who 
    suggested visiting the spot to look about.  So Susan and Donna headed
    up the road to look around the area and lo and behold very close to the
    spot they found an old grave marker for Capt Jeremiah (I forgot last
    name) who was a ship's captain and died in the late 1800's!!  Pretty
    neat I think.  Jeff thought it was strange that he had run the road for
    years and hadn't ever seen a thing, but it just so happened that very
    day the town was working trimming trees just a little further on down
    the road.  Could this be coincidence or could it be the Capt was
    worried about the area around his final resting ground?   
    
    For the years I have been visiting I've heard very many stories about
    ghosts.  Seems that the house across the street from Jeff's parents
    home on Shore Road has a "laughing indian" who like to sit on the 
    edge of the bed!  Up behind their house is a place where a famous
    author used to spend his summers and he was also a very close
    acquaintance of Marilyn Monroe - who also used to visit frequently. 
    Her ghost has been spotted walking up the dirt road.
    
    Then there is a beautiful old house near the bottom of shore road that
    is currently for sale.  I asked if my friends looked into it to because
    they would like to set up permanent residence there someday.  Donna
    immediately expressed her disinterest in the house because it has a
    chair that HAS to stay in one place in one room.  Whenever it's moved,
    it immediately returns to it's original spot.  
    
    Then there is the house that's a few yards from the spot my friend saw
    the Captain and it seems that there are crosses hanging in the attic
    windows of that house, that are NEVER to be removed.  A new owner 
    removed one and  some panes of glass blew out for no reason.  When 
    passing by the crosses can be seen.
    
    Does anyone else have any stories about Perkins Cove?   This beautiful
    little area seems to be loaded with such stories and I will share more
    when I hear them. 
    
                                                                 

    Maybe Stephen King's fiction really isn't fiction?
    
    Gil
    (A long time King fan and ghost story fancier)

    The first time I went to Perkin's Cove, I had an experience 
    that I'll never forget.
                 
    I was being shown the walkway along the shore by friends of mine.
    We were blabbing and I was in a good mood because I hadn't seen
    these people in a while.  All of a sudden, I felt this deep wave
    of emotion well up deep within me (like a rogue wave?) and rush
    to my face.  It exited, leaving me chocked up and in tears.  I tried
    to hide it but when I spoke, my voice was all broken up.  My friends
    looked at me with puzzled expressions.  I then laughed it off and
    everything cleared up. 
    
    A few minutes later, we came upon a bench that was wonderfully situated
    on a rock and offering a perfect view of the ocean.  I was impressed
    that someone would put a bench in such a perfect spot!  I then noticed
    a little brass plaque on the bench that expressed a beautiful memorial
    message to a loved one.  I was struck over how perfect this memorial
    was, how nothing else could be better.  Like-minded people for ages to 
    come would sit on this bench and enjoy this view and thank the
    people who created this perfect memorial!  
    
    The instant I read the plaque, the same feeling rushed from within me 
    again.
         
    For the remainder of that day, I felt at peace and knew that I was
    not alone.
                            
    

    I've never been to Perkin's Cove 'tho when I depart this current
    dwelling place of mine, I wish my ashes to be disbursed over water,
    the ocean holding it's particular place in my mind and heart.
    
    Tho' the plaque I sense was small, I wish you had shared it's content
    and I could have mentally put myself on that bench and felt
    the same "contentment" as you...no, I couldn't quite conjure up
    what the plague said.
    
    Do you remember what it said?
    
    Thanks from a new dejavu reader.
    
    Bonnie