Ghosts at the Bingham Hill Cemetery
Written by Bug
Almost no one knows this place. It becomes almost an unforgotten cemetery in the small town of Laporte, Colorado not far from where I live.
Before 1990′s many local people did not even know it existed for many years, there were no burials and few visitors except for deer, rabbits, badgers, bears, and skunks. No one ever paid for burial space. Nobody is responsible for its care. “But who are the people under all the unmarked stones and the sunken places with no stones at all?,” Author Rose L. Brinks wondered.
In 1987 Rose wrote two books about it after she researched everyone interred there. What did it make her write about the cemetery? Because she lives on the farm for some years near the weedy old cemetery along Bingham Hill Road. It was no personal interest to her except that it was visble from her kitchen window. She noticed the few names on headstone. She decided to researched the history of her farm. The cemetery was part of the original farm. Her interest grew so she decided to research more and researched the stories of those who lived and were buried there motivated her to write a book, “History of the Bingham Hill Cemetery Laporte & Bellvue, Colorado”. She told the ghost author of Northern Colorado Ghost Stories that she led the guests over to the cemetery to reveal her adventures while researching the cemetery. A guy with his wife were there and noticed a woman dressed in a very fine leather dress, walked across an area in front of the man. He said that she had weathered skin as though she had spent a lot of time outdoors. The ghost walked very gracefully. She had dark hair pulled back and wore no jewelry. She was very slender. She looked real until she disappered into the air. Was it a female ghost? Possibility.
Every time I drive by the cemetery. The local ghost stories keep haunting me. I was told that if you go there at night, one of the ghosts would chase after you. Also, you can feel the unseen cold hands touching you and hear the babies crying. My Deaf friends and I made the film there in the cold October evening. One of my friends fell down in the front of me and got hurt little bit. Why did it happen? Did the ghost push her? Who knows?
Cross lies on the ground
There was a rumor that ghost sits in this chair.