Hello everyone I would like to introduce myself. My name is Robbie. I have been fascinated with bg for many years. I am 27 and live in chicago. It has been a few years since I have been there. Me and my friends use to visit the cemetary all the time in 1999 till 2004. As we got older and many of my close friends have gotten married and have had kids, My visits to this unique place have stopped. I remember walking into bg at night many nights. I remember walking down the path one night and around 18 highschool kids were walking towards us looking for a fight, I remember walking out of the path only to encounter police who asked us if we saw anything and we replied no, and he said alright be safe tonight guys. We were lucky. The one memory to this day that sticks to me was the first time I ever went there. It was the summer of 99 we were seniors in highschool. We heard about this place and decided to drive out there and take a look. I remember not being able to find the path but after an hour of asking the locals we found it. I remember parking across the street then walking toward the path. It was during the day around 12pm. I will never forget as we walked toward the path I watched a 1920's era black ford come out of the path then dissappear. I dont know if my mind did not want to believe it or what but I never mentioned it to my friends who did not see or was in denial, But it took many years to come to terms with what I saw. I plan on going back soon. Sorry for the long story and thanks for taking the time to read it. Hope to share storys with all you and what a great site!
