Exploring Old Tucson: My Terrifying Encounter

When I was four years old. My family was living in Tucson, Arizona. My Dad was working on some big project in the desert. One weekend we went to Old Tucson.

Old Tucson is an Western Movie Set built outside of Tucson, Az. It was built in the 1950’s, used as the site of many westerns, and turned into an amusement park. One of the amusements was the Iron Door Mine Adventure.

My wonderful older sisters decided I should take the ride. It says, “Warn the Young-uns….” I can only bet my sisters thought it would be fun to torment their kid brother.

We entered the dark tunnel, and all the dancing, mechanical ghost, and haunts jumped out of corners, behind doors, or wherever they were hiding. I was terrified. We exited the darkness into the blinding bright Arizona sun. I don’t know if I was crying, or not, but as I have been told many times, I kept saying “I knew God would protect me… I knew God would protect me!” That was my first experience. Aren’t Big Sisters wonderful? From that experience with mechanical ghosts, I’ve been curious about ghosts, and the paranormal.

As a point of honor, I did go through the Pirates of the Caribbean ride some two years later at Disneyland, and was not terrified.
I hunt ghosts.

To be Continued