It is said that Williamsburg and the other two areas of the Historic Triangle (Jamestown and Yorktown) is the most haunted spot in Virginia. But after working on Paranormal Petersburg, Virginia, and the Tri-Cities Area, I think Petersburg and Colonial Heights, Hopewell, plus the counties of Dinwiddie and Prince George and nearby Chester, Ettrick-Matoaca and Enon (all part of Chesterfield County) can match that, if not surpass it. I captured five images for the book that are not orbs, things happened to me, and I got names of those from the past from Civil War soldiers to someone who died in the 1622 Indian Massacre. I am sharing an excerpt of the Peter Jones Trading Station ruins in Old Town Petersburg where something did happen to me—with witnesses to back me up. Read and learn what the Civil War spirits still hanging around the trading post ruins will do to get rid of investigators.
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Peter Jones Trading Station
I found the remains of what is quite possibly the oldest building in Petersburg: Peter Jones Trading Station is believed to have been built between 1650 and 1750 as the western-most trading post. This site continued to have importance through the Civil War when it was used as a prison and hospital. It housed captured Native Indian Federal soldiers from Michigan and Confederate soldiers serving punishment for military offenses. After the war, it resumed trading activities.
The Appomattox River was a busy trade route, and boats continued to visit Petersburg as far north as the site of the trading post until the 1930s. The site served a variety of purposes, lastly as part of a granary gutted by a destructive fire in 1980. Most of the building was destroyed in that fire.
There is a painted mural on the building facing Old Street that is an artist’s impression of the Petersburg waterfront on the Appomattox River, most likely at the city docks.
I first visited in the winter and later returned on a hot, humid afternoon on June 9, 2014—this time to do an EVP session. The area was free of people and I kept to the shade as much as I could, but it didn’t stop the humidity from following me.
I asked a series of questions. “Is Major Peter Jones here?” “When did you die?” “Peter Jones?”
No answer to any of them.
I wandered down to an area that looked like a cell. No one said a word.
“Any of you still here? Can you leave me a message?”
Later at home, as I listened to my recording from that day, I heard this twice: “Are...still here. Are...still here.”
It was not a male voice and it was not my voice. I don’t know what voice it could have been. I heard that women sometimes joined the army of both sides to fight. Had a woman in uniform been brought there to be jailed and wanted to let me know she still hung around?
I asked a few more questions that did not receive responses. Sweating from the nasty humidity, and feeling hungry too, I struggled through the heat to my car.
The night of the investigation at The Bistro at Market and Grove on July 12, 2014, across the street, Carol Smith, Julia Ogle, Leonard Price, and I met in the parking lot. A full moon hovered in the sky above.
Since we weren’t supposed to go into the Bistro restaurant until 10 p.m., we gathered our equipment and made our way over to Peter Jones Trading Post. Our recorders already on, I turned on my ghost box and began asking questions to see if any spirits still lingered. Carol and the other two used their flashlights to read the posted signs for tourists about the ruin’s history.
I asked, “Is there any spirit still here?”
A male voice came across the scanning waves. “Jacob.”
I said, “Is Peter Jones still here?”
Peter Jones did not reply, so I said, “Jacob? Can you talk to me?”
He answered, “Jacob.” Two other, different male voices followed his.
I pressed, “Peter? Is Peter here?”
Nothing from Peter Jones came across the box.
We wandered down the street, ending up by a stone bench with bars crossing the front. I dropped all but my ghost box on the bench.
“Jacob? Jacob, are you one of the Confederates or Federal soldiers held prisoner here during the Civil War?”
“Tell us anything you want us to tell us. Are you a Confederate soldier?
A Union soldier?”
The box stopped scanning. Occasionally, I found spirits could turn off the ghost box, whether due to not wanting to talk to us or some other reason.
Sometime, I wondered if they were maybe drawing the power from the batteries and electronics.
Julia asked: “Who was here during the War? Confederate? Federal?”
A man with a deeper voice than the others said, “Both.”
“Was Jacob one of the Federals or a Confederate?”
“Yes.” That did not answer my question, just that he was a soldier.
Then the same man’s deep voice came across the box, saying, “You must…”
I questioned, “You must what? We must go?”
I heard the man say, “Yes.”
I asked if we could take picture and then we would leave them alone. I searched in my pink bag for the camera in its soft case, but it was not inside.
It had to be still in my car, so I told my friends that I was heading back to the parking lot to fetch it. Carol’s equipment was still in her vehicle, so we all left the structure. (We had a freaky paranormal experience in the parking lot that you can read about in The Bistro at Market and Grove chapter.)
What is left of the building can be found at the corner of Old and Market Streets in what might be called a small park setting. It doesn’t cost to visit and who knows, maybe the phantom of Peter Jones or some Civil War prisoners might talk to you. You never know.
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Travel to Petersburg, and the rest of the Tri-Cities area of Colonial Heights, Hopewell, Prince George, Dinwiddie, and the nearby areas of Ettrick-Matoaca and Chester to discover what spirits, monsters, UFOs, and legends await the unwary. Find out why the War Between the States is still being fought at Petersburg Battlefield. Why the lady in blue might be still haunting the rooms at Westover Plantation. What the phantoms at Peter Jones Trading Post will do to keep from being photographed. Learn about runaway slaves still hiding on the top floor above the Blue Willow Tea Room. Figure out why the ghostly soldiers enter Centre Hill Mansion January 24th, only to leave again. What phantoms share the Hiram Haines Coffee Shop and Ale House with the living? Is the Goatman still stalking young lovers? Meet the ghosts of Violet Bank Museum that are still greeting guests at the house. All this and many more, haunt these cities and counties. The dead refuse to give up their undead residency.
Pamela K. Kinney’s bio:
Author of Haunted Richmond, Haunted Richmond II, Haunted Virginia: Legends, Myths, and True Tales, and Virginia’s Haunted Historic Triangle: Williamsburg, Yorktown, Jamestown, & Other Haunted Locations, Pamela K. Kinney has written fiction that enables her readers to journey to worlds of fantasy, go beyond the stars, and dive into the vortex of terror. One of her stories proved heart-stopping enough to be runner up for 2013 WSFA Small Press Award. As Sapphire Phelan, she also writes bestselling paranormal romance with dark heroes and heroines with bite!
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