His pop was offered as an alternate to alcohol, although the “beer” part irked some in the Women’s Christian Temperance Union. Vineland was a center for the temperance movement, which later morphed into the women’s suffrage movement. A ghost, said to be that of the suffragette Ms. Davis, continues to ply mischief to adjoining neighbors. S-M
Serendipity!
I was at Lost Town Hunter's 50th anniversary celebration last Saturday, a wonderful event. He introduced one of his long-time associates, suggesting the two of us may have grown up in the same area. It turned out we were neighbors, even if temporally a generation apart. We moved here from Mays Landing to farm in 1959, the year I was born. She had lived in Richland during WWII. It was great fun hearing stories of old Richland from another (and very eloquent) position.
Her accounts echoed stories I had been told a a child. We talked for hours about Ikey the Wild-man, who lived in woodland tunnels (moonshine storage she relayed); Five-acre Farmer Billy Adams, another recluse back at Uncle Jenk's Field; skating on the same ponds; swimming the same holes; going to the same two-room and three-room schoolhouse, even on occasion being taught by the same teachers.
Here's a link to her excellent account of Ms. Davis' ghost, who's still blamed for odd things that happen in the middle of the night so many years hence!
Many thanks L-T-H,S-M