Looking For Spirits: Twenty Years of Ghost Hunting in Kansas

Twenty years, two teams, and a hundred nights in the dark across Kansas - one investigator's search for proof that something of us stays behind.I started chasing this as a teenager in Pennsylvania, telling a ghost story in the woods above a Girl Scout camp and not knowing yet how much of it was true.I work third shift. I play bass, badly. For twenty years I have spent my nights off in places where the temperature drops for no reason - a salt mine, a Masonic hall, an abandoned hospital, a hotel in Garden City, a little house in Atchison that television made famous.I am not going to tell you every noise is a ghost. Most of them are not. I have talked myself out of more than I have kept.But I will tell you about the ones I could not talk myself out of. A girl playing in a dead newspaperman's parlor. A voice in a tunnel that answers to Bubba. A man in a brick building who is still angry about 1978.I am not asking you to believe me. I am telling you what happened.