Resurrection Mary is a famous Chicago ghost. Her story is rooted in the family of "vanishing hitchhiker"* ghosts. But who is this windy city phantom? Is she real?
Her legend begins in the 1930's, where a young woman named Mary was supposedly killed in a hit and run accident, coming home from a dance. She was buried in Resurrection cemetery, and since then, witnesses have claimed to pick up a young girl on the road, near where Mary died. The woman asks to be dropped off near Resurrection cemetery, where she then disappears. People have reported seeing Mary's ghost since the 30's, until recently.
To read the full legend, see here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resurrection_Mary
Discussion questions:
1. Many phantom hitchhiker stories are never proven- no one has connected them to an actual person who actually died at the allegedly haunted place. But Resurrection Mary is different. There are several graves in the cemetery where she was supposedly buried, that have been linked to her name and cause of death. Does this make Mary more "real?"
2. Could this be why her story has stayed popular over the years?
3. Mary supposedly had a fight with her boyfriend on the night of the dance, and left angry, which is why she was walking home when she died. Do you think this could be why her spirit has stuck around? Do you think she haunts because she has unfinished business to deal with, or, like some ghost, she doesn't know she is dead?
* Vanishing hitchhikers are ghosts that are prevalent in urban legends and campfire stories. They are the type of story that can be placed in any town, and are told over and over. They differ, but some elements that the stories share are:
-The ghost is usually a young woman in a white or blue dress, who is picked up by a man driving alone.
-She usually has a classic name like Mary or Sarah.
-She is usually walking home from a party, or sometimes, leaving her wedding.
-It is usually stormy on the nights a phantom hitchhiker are spotted, parroting the type of night she died. The weather is usually what caused her to meet her fate.
-She asks to be dropped off at a strange place like a cemetery, a rundown house, or an empty lot where her house once existed. Or she simply disappears from the car.
-The driver returns to where she was dropped off to check on her, only to find the house is abandoned, or the current owners fill him in on who this girl actually was.
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Frankie
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Emily - I love phantom hitchhiker stories! This one sounds pretty real. I mean, she was buried in a cemetery called "resurrection". If she had unfinished business and wanted to come back, what better place to be buried. I wonder one thing: what if she wasn't hit by a car, but instead murdered by her boyfriend? She sticks around because she wants someone to know how she really died.
ReplyDeleteJJ - You're so morbid, Em! You watch too many crime shows. I want to know why the girls always have classic names. Can't a girl named Jocelyn be a phantom hitchhiker?
Emily - You want to be a phantom hitchhiker, JJ?
(Jocelyn) "JJ" - Maybe I would like the option. I think these things are real, but also partly the person who sees it his/her imagination. Going with these usually happening during bad weather, people are already creeped out a bit and they drop the girl off at what seems like an abandoned building and he/she thinks the girl disappears. In reality they can't find the exact place the next day and just pick out the creepiest spot and the girl just couldn't be seen because of the heavy rain/fog/what-have-you once she get's out of the car.
Brenna- I think these stories are real! It would be cool but scary if you thought you had a real person in your car and then she just disappeared. Asking to be dropped off in a cemetary is a "dead" giveaway. Heh,heh.
ReplyDeleteJess- Brenna is too weird for words--so ignore her puns... I think I would feel sorry if I ever met one of these ghosts. Imagine if you had to go through the same thing over and over again forever. It's just so sad.