Kelly Lidji

I grew up in Delaware surrounded by ghost stories handed down through generations. My own teenage years were filled with trips out to Maggie's bridge with my friends to try and raise her spirit, (and scare ourselves in the process) or white knuckling it driving the road at night that goes by Cokebury Church. (If alone, I was leaving myself vunerable to the ghost that wandered the road there.) I want to embrace these stories and give them the attention they deserve.