““The ghost of Mary Whitridge radiates a brilliant white aura. She hovers effortlessly over the dense foliage that surrounds the Unitarian Church. However, a sharp feeling of tension accompanies her brilliant manifestations in the graveyard. The pure whiteness of her spirit is a beautiful thing to behold. At the same time, she permeates the area around her with a lost, wandering sadness. Many mediums or “sensitives” as they sometimes prefer to be called, venture into this florid graveyard with us on The Ghosts of Charleston tour. They attribute this haunting to the power of love to exist beyond the grave. Mary Whitridge exists in her own world of sad searching, looking for her lost soul mate.””