INTRODUCTION
I approached the researching and writing of a ghost
book on the Poconos with a certain level of trepidation.
Under my literary belt (thin as it may be) were three
volumes of ghost stories in Berks County， Pennsylvania;
Cape May and Long Beach Island， New Jersey and the
Delaware coast.
The Poconos were populated with resort hotels， time-
shares and tourist traps， condos and concessions， and noth-
ing more.
I needed some intensive re-education about a land I
had at once over- and under-estimated.
I had over-estimated the crass commercialism of the
region. This is mostly a veneer which may be a gleaming
facade for those who choose to look no deeper. But beneath
it is the rich grain of a fine stock.
My under-estimation of the Poconos was that it was
probably devoid of any substantive legends and lore， and
the ghosts which were abundant in the Pennsylvania Dutch
Country and along the dunes and pine barrens of the Jersey
Shore could certainly not exist in the Poconos.
Wow， was I wrong! After all， these now-romantic im-
ages of the windswept shore and placid Dutch Country vil-
lages， fields and forests were only made possible after the
gaudy， glitzy and sometimes gauche realities of resort
towns， boardwalks， honky-tonk amusement parks， pizza
and tee-shirt shops and tourist traps in those locations were
stripped away.
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