Tale from Nicolle
"In the suburbs around Williamsport, Pennsylvania, are two places of great interest. One is a road called the End of the World that appears to be the edge of the world when you drive along it in the middle of the night. It's a great place to catch the skyline of Williamsport.
Five miles from that is Wildwood Cemetery. The cemetery has a good side and a bad side. The good side is supposed to be filled with fairies on a clear night. The bad side includes a hill at the top of which is a banshee who sings sorrowful songs. Also on the bad side are many small mausoleums. Inside several of them you can hear knocking or voices, as if the entombed are having a conversation. From the road you can see a statue called Crying Lady that literally cries and changes position on her pedestal. The night I saw her, she had her arms open as is waiting for a child to hug."-Nicolle
Thomas Pursell, a retired fireman who lived in Williamsport, Pa., was consumed with the fear of being buried alive and so designed a ventilated, felt-lined (to prevent injury from flailing around) vault for himself and four family members. It could be opened from the inside, but not the outside.
In 1937, at the age of 83, he was buried in the vault in Williamsportís Wildwood Cemetery, which resembles a large pizza oven with five metal doors. Pursell was entombed, McGyver-like, with a board or two, an ax, a hammer and a piece of bread.