Walking The Serene, Haunted Lanes Of Lily Dale
One Sunday morning in August, my sister and I heard a sermon by the Reverend Thomas G. Long at the Chautauqua Amphitheater. He spoke of the raising of Lazarus from the dead and moved us all with his admonition about the radiant light of heaven and its power to cast out death. In one of Pastor Long's books, he speaks of the "wilderness of grief."Those lost in such wilderness sometimes venture to our county, to a place called Lily Dale. I've heard people say it's a haunted place. But to me, it seems a serious place of contemplation and grieving, where visitors seek some kind of communion ...