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The Bowery 110 9th Ave N Myrtle Beach, SC 29577 Situated right along the boardwalk near downtown Myrtle Beach, the country bar boasts of music, dancing, and lots of drinking. The building has been around since 1944 and its’ claim to fame is the famed band Alabama was their house band before they became famous. On top of that, the Bowery’s own waiter, Scuba Osborne, holds a Guinness Book World Record for carrying the most mugs of beer without a tray at 34. Another fun fact is that the Bowery’s former waiter, nicknamed Don’t Cry Joe, holds the record for the most consecutive hours danced at 5,295. Aside from the fun and infamous southern hospitality of this Honky Tonk, there resides an otherworldly legend at the Bowery. The story tells of a regular at the bar named Joe. It’s said that Joe was happy and carrying on, and drinking as normal, until he hunched over and died suddenly. The other bar patrons thought he had simply passed out, that is until his face turned blue and his skin grew cold. As the bartenders were preparing to call the local police to report his death, Joe sprung back to life, grabbed his mug and chugged the last of his beer. Once again, he passed out and this time for good. Joe died in his barstool. To this day, regulars and employees alike have heard the singing and carrying on as the aptly named Barman Joe still enjoys himself in the afterlife. Joe has been seen in shadow form sitting at the bar after hours when no guests are left and the doors have been locked. Barman Joe has become a mainstay and just another guest to the bartenders and employees of the Bowery. Maybe the bar is as much fun in the afterlife as it is currently for the rest of us. #thebowery #hauntedsc #hauntedbowery #hauntedmyrtlebeach Brentwood Restaurant & Wine Bistro 4269 Luck Ave Little River, SC 29566 This Victorian house is home to fine dining of the Brentwood Restaurant & Wine Bistro. It opened in 1994 but holds over 100 years of history, & perhaps some guests that never left. The house was built in 1910 for Clarence & Essie Bessent-McCorsley, with their 4 children. Clarence died young in 1940 so Essie rented rooms to fishermen working in Little River. She charged $1.50 for a room & breakfast. In 1974, Essie passed away & it was sold to Elbert Adams who only lived there for 2 years. His life was claimed by a heart attack in 1976. Mary Platt purchased the home & operated Aunt Mary’s while living upstairs. She sold the business to Pam Bellamy in 1978 & changed the name to Grandma Mary’s. She too lived upstairs. By 1986, the house was sold to Bernard Gerstemeir who ran the restaurant under the name Abbey Green. The final change occurred in 1994 as the Stublick Brothers bought the restaurant & renamed it Brentwood Restaurant. It became known for a unique menu & skilled chef. After 13 years, they sold to Eric & Kim Masson who kept the Brentwood Restaurant alive while adding a wine bar. The restaurant is known for its’ food, but that’s not its’ only reputation. The Victorian is also known for specters & paranormal experiences. There is a plethora of oddities which employees & guests reported. Top of the staircase, a shadowy figure has been seen, staring. In the original mirror, a pale face has been seen, as if trapped. A shadow has been seen moving in the upstairs hallway & disappearing in front of the fireplace. Faces have been seen in windows & heavy breathing has been heard echoing without any source. Glasses & ashtrays are said to fly off counters & end tables. In one instance, a young child was seen in the surveillance camera, only to disappear once an employee approached. The spirits’ identities are unknown, but the experiences began after Essie’s passing. It’s said she came back to watch over the building while others claim Elbert Adams lingers here as he bought his dream home but only lived in it for 2 years. #hauntedsc #brentwoodrestaurant Little River Little River, SC 29566 The town of Little River, named after the adjacent river, is one of the oldest towns on the east coast. Like the rest of America, the location was occupied by Native Americans. They named the stream that ran along the outskirts of the town “Mineola,” which meant “little river.” Once settlers made their way to America, they brought with them disease & weapons which forced the natives away. The town of Little River was established in the late 1600's & was thriving with farmers & fishermen. In time, the town grew & thrived but stayed a quiet small town. However, in its’ infancy, the town was a haven for pirates who needed rest &, of course, a spot to hide treasures. This town became notorious for brutality & violence. Brothels & pubs were built making the area a problem to the working class. Complaints & death counts brought the Royal Navy into the area. While working his way inward, the British Lieutenant Robert Maynard entered into an intense & fiery water battle with the infamous Edward Teach, more well known as Blackbeard the Pirate. During this battle, Blackbeard was captured by the British navy & the lieutenant had Blackbeard beheaded & tossed overboard. His head was hung from the ship in a sign of victory & fear. After Blackbeard was thrown over, it was said that his headless body swam around the ship 6 times before finally making his plunge into the briny depths. Locals & visitors have claimed to seem a headless figure wandering the nearby beach of Cherry Grove. This small beach borders the town of Little River along with the river. Sometimes, there is simply just a shadow that will appear & disappear along the water’s edge as if it is searching for something in the water. Some fishermen have reported a bright light under the surface of the water, circling their boats. Some say that when this light finally disappears, it circles their boat 6 times. Some have actually seen a dark shadow floating on the horizon appearing as an old wooden ship. When they ask where they can get on or pay for a ride, they are informed that the area is a non-commercial zone and that there are no old boats like that on nearby waters. All Saint’s Church 3560 Kings River Road Pawleys Island, SC 29585 Constructed in 1739, the All Saint’s Church was the central church & cemetery of Pawley’s Island up until the early 1900s. It’s hidden on the other side of an old, weathered dirt road & under the umbrella of outstretched oak trees. The church itself is a historical beauty, but the paranormal activity that is rumored to occur here doesn’t actually have anything to do with the church itself, at least not directly. Perhaps the most well-known ghost stories of the Myrtle Beach area is that of the spirit of Alice Flagg. Alice lived in the middle 1800s in a wealthy & successful family. As was common in the era, the family rejected her beloved under the pretense of his low status in life. Alice’s suitor was simply a lumberjack & did not nearly fit into their social class. Even though her family rejected her love, she still pursued their relationship in secret. In time, the lumberjack proposed to Alice. This simply sent her brother, Allard Flagg (a well-known doctor), into a rage. He forced her to return her near-fiancé’s ring & sent her away to boarding school. While attending the boarding school, Alice contracted malaria & was sent home to Pawley’s Island. Alice passed away slowly & painfully from this horrible sickness. After her death, Allard found the engagement ring hanging from her neck. He was incensed at both his own actions & the lumberjack’s proposal leading to Alice’s demise. On their way to the burial ground at All Saints Church, as Allard passed over the marsh, he flung the ring into the grimy depths. Alice was buried by her brother under a simplistic concrete slab which is only inscribed with her name, “Alice.” Some visitors have reported a woman, ragged in a dirty white nightgown roaming through the cemetery. This same apparition is said to lumber along the road leading to the cemetery & crying can be heard echoing through the woods. Local legend claims that if you walk around Alice’s grave, backward 13 times without faltering, she will appear & find her long lost ring. Pawley’s Island Pawley’s Island, SC 29585 A known legend in the area is the Gray Man; a tale based on tragic events of a young couple’s lovelorn farewell. In the early 1800s, a young couple fell in love. He was the son of a farmer, she was the daughter of a land mogul, including that of the farmers’ land. Her father had forbidden her from seeing the man. However, they continued to see each other during the night. The man’s family found out, in fear of losing their land lease, they refused to allow the man to ride out. The young woman was devastated. The boy planned for them to run away together. He stole a horse & rode into the night; he took a rarely used shortcut. In the marsh between Pawley’s Island & Georgetown, the man took a fatal step into a patch of quicksand. The young lady heard about her missing love, & she walked the beaches, hoping he would return. As miracles would have it – he did. She spotted a man in gray, & as she grew near, she recognized her beloved. As she ran to him, she noticed his skin as gray as his clothing. Regardless, she attempted to embrace him only to have him disappear in her arms. Again, she was heartbroken. Hearing her story, her parents returned inland to find help, thinking she had lost her mind. During that time, a deadly storm hit the area. They returned after the storm subsided to find that their house was the only one left standing on the island. The next sighting of the Gray Man occurred in 1893 before the Sea Islands Hurricane. The Lachiotte family was walking on the beach & saw a gray man. He approached & warned them of the storm making its’ way inland. Whether they believed him or were frightened by him, they fled the area. During the storm, nearly 1,500 people perished. In 1954, newlywed Bill Collins & his wife were enjoying their honeymoon. A man in gray knocked on their door & warned them of an impending storm. They fled the island. Hurricane Hazel demolished 15,000 homes and killed 100 people. In 1989, Jack & Clara Moore were strolling along the beach. A man in gray met & convinced them to leave the island. Without hesitation, they left. 2 days after, Hurricane Hugo killed 80 people & left the coast in ruin Burnside Bridge Antietam National Battlefield Union Advance Trail Sharpsburg, MD 21782 Constructed in 1836 and first known as Rohrbach’s Bridge, the 3 arched stone bridge, which crosses over Antietam Creek, is now known as Burnside Bridge. This was added to the renowned title of the “Bloodiest Day in American History” during the Battle of Antietam. One of the main focal points of that fateful fall day was to cross the Antietam Creek. To General Ambrose Burnside (of the Union army), the best crossing point was this narrow stone bridge. Spanning numerous hours, he sent countless soldiers to their deaths attempting to cross the bridge. A mere 500 Confederates withheld these charges which accounted for nearly 14,000 Union troops with sharpshooters scattered throughout the hillside. Finally, after delays and repulsions (and too many casualties to account for), the Union forces broke through and captured the bridge. The fallen soldiers were buried quickly and in shallow graves. Some bodies washed away as the creek overflowed from storms, others were unmarked and never truly found by their families. Following the battle and repairs to the bridge, it was returned to local usage until 1966 when the park preservation shut it down to traffic and built a bypass nearby. The bridge is open to foot traffic, only as visitors can literally walk in the footsteps of their fallen fellow Americans. During the dark and quiet of the night, the Burnside Bridge seems to come alive replaying the Battle of Antietam. Guests, reenactors, and even park rangers have reported odd blue lights shaped like balls transforming into full-bodied shadows. These lights move across the bridge in both directions, then disappear as they reach the end. Phantom drums have been heard echoing from the valley and fading into the night. Gun blasts and battle cries have been heard on occasion. Odd smoke, like that left over from musket fire, rises out of nowhere and disappears as quickly. Some say the Battle of Antietam still rages in the afterlife. #antietam #burnsidebridge #hauntedbattlefield

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