In or around 1936, there was a fatal, single car, accident on Liberty Loop road (some say Mahalasville road “Cramertown Loop.”)  

Not much is known about the woman who was in the crash. I heard in one account that she was the wife of a prominent local doctor. With her in the vehicle was her infant. The baby didn’t survive the crash. The infant was buried in the Step Cemetery, which is located in the Morgan-Monroe Forest. A couple of days after the funeral the woman went missing and was discovered by her husband and some locals at the gravesite. She had exhumed the infant and was rocking it, while seated, on the stump of a nearby tree. The tree had been cut down in such a way as to leave a “Back” forming a nice comfortable chair. (The back has sense been removed, but the stump is still there.)  

Many times over the years the woman went missing and was always found rocking the remains of her dead infant in “The black Lady’s Chair.” Even after there were no remains to hold, (the grave had been filled with cement) she could be found rocking in her chair next to the grave holding her arms as if she were cradling her baby. No one did anything to stop her since she either came from a prominent family or was married to a well to do doctor. No one knows when, or how she died. However, apparently death was not final enough to end her grief. An apparition can still be seen on the Black Lady’s chair rocking a ghostly infant. The apparition is known as the Black Lady, not because she was of African decent, but because she only wore black after the wreck.  

This part is true.

In 1985 two friends and I went to the Step Cemetery at midnight to see what we could, if anything. We failed to see the Black Lady, but we succeeded in scaring the bajesus out of ourselves. From 1994 to 1998 I frequented the Forestry late at night with my oldest son. We were looking for Bigfoot. He was a little fella’ then and he loved this “game.” Of course we never saw Bigfoot either, but we had a few strange occurrences. On one occasion my wife and I saw a glowing sphere traveling up and around the treetops in the black oak stand near the cemetery. On another, my wife, oldest son and sister-in-law drove into a white vapor the caused the car motor to cutout and nearly stall. This, also, was near the cemetery. After that, we never went back late at night. We never discussed not going back at night, we just never did.  

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