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Likewise, when people tell me how much they love the story of Julia Buccola-Petta, the “Italian Bride” of Mt. At most, I can just give them my usual maxim: “There is no such thing as good ghost evidence. Still, I also can’t be insulting or dismissive to my customers. Now and then I do come across something I can’t quite explain, but I’m not about to tell people anything they see, photograph, or record is truly a “spirit.” When I can’t explain something, that’s where it stops – anything else would just be me talking out of my ass. I regularly receive e-mails from people who expect me to confirm that photographs showing a blob of light light – usually their flash bouncing off a window or something – is proof of the afterlife (and, by extension, various obscure bits of Catholic dogma). All true with witnesses.One of the hardest parts of running ghost tours is being polite to people that I think are nuts. I also did not know anything about this until I got a computer many years later and started searching for others that might have seen her. Never saw another ghost either after that but effects me to this day. Came back many times over the years with cameras but never saw her again. Everybody in the car was freaking out so we left. and streets for awhile trying to catch a glimpse or someone screwing around. My car was still running so I put it into gear and pulled up to see her go down the alley -she was gone, no trace, no sign, like it never happened.
JULIA BUCCOLA PETTA FULL
She was there for at least a full minute or two, then turned around and glided, off the ground back into the alley. She kept glancing down the street, but never looked at us and I was probably only 10 feet away from her. Full apparition, solid body and he was less than 6 feet from her. The guy sitting there never even glanced at her, he never saw her.
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She then turned and kept looking east down the street the opposite direction from my car. She glided, off the ground out of the alley, past the sidewalk, past the guy sitting right there to the street. I thought for sure someone was screwing with us with an elaborate hoax, it was just so perfect. Not one hair was out of place, she looked perfect and beautiful and I could not believe what I was seeing! When I said her gown was glowing that is an understatement, I can’t even describe it, she lit up like a light bulb so to say. She had on a glowing white full length wedding gown and was barefoot, straight ,pitch black hair tied in some sort of French braid to the mid of her back. None of us could believe it! She was maybe 5,8 or 9 ,125lbs. when coming out of the alley floating about 3-4 inches of the ground was the most perfect, glowing woman I’ve ever seen.
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JULIA BUCCOLA PETTA WINDOWS
We joked about seeing a ghost wandering in the cemetery and we were all looking that way but we felt foolish because their was a man sitting on the front outside step of the apartment smoking a cigarette maybe twenty feet from us and the car windows were opened. Opposite the alley was a normal house, we were closer to the house.
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We were about 20 feet from the entrance and just across the street was an apartment building an alley type entrance to the rear parking lot. I drove past and did a U-turn and parked on the side of the road, the cemetery side. We drove about a half mile down and saw on the left the cemetery gates and on the right a row of apartment buildings. and turned right (west) onto Harrison st. I didn’t expect to see anything at all but I was a little excited at listening to his story as we all were. In the fall of 1991 when I was 18, my girlfriend, her sister, her boyfriend and I upon being told that he had previously witnessed this ghost here, drove there.