🎃 Spooky Chester County 101

It’s just a bunch of Hocus Pocus… or is it? 👀

Well, that depends on what you’ve seen or believed. Chester County has its share of history and mystery, so I’m taking a closer look.

I’ve heard stories from family and friends, and my sister and I have had unexplainable moments. Certain old homes here make your stomach twist before your mind catches up.

If you grew up here, you know everyone has their spooky memory—maybe a family ghost story or a local legend.

Many properties date back to the Revolutionary War, witnessing centuries of life and perhaps some afterlife. The mix of charm, age, and mystery here is intriguing, and I couldn’t resist digging deeper.

So grab your notebooks, sharpen your pencils, and settle in—class is officially in session.


📚 Lesson 1: Cedarcroft — The House That’s Seen It All

We’re starting close to home with a name that might sound familiar to anyone from Kennett Square: the Bayard Taylor Estate, also known as Cedarcroft. While I’ve never heard anyone say it’s haunted, there’s a lot of history there.

Built in 1859 by Kennett Square’s own Bayard Taylor—a poet and traveler—Cedarcroft was more than just a house; it was his dream project. With thick stone walls, a tall tower, and open fields around it, Taylor designed it to last. He filled the home with writing, discussions, and many literary guests, including Ralph Waldo Emerson and James Russell Lowell.

However, like many dreams, things didn’t go perfectly. Financial issues, the Civil War, and changing times eventually led Taylor to leave. Cedarcroft remained—passed down through families, restored, transformed, and finally recognized as a National Historic Landmark.

Back then, my friends and I would drive by just to get a glimpse. Was I the brave one? Not even close. But that house had a way of pulling your attention—it still does. Every now and then, I take the long way home with my kids, just to show them the same eerie beauty that’s been haunting my curiosity for years.

If those walls could talk—and maybe they do in their own quiet way—they’d have a lot to share. It’s not ghosts that linger at Cedarcroft; it’s the stories that continue to echo through it.

✏️ Lesson 1 Takeaway:
Not all ghosts wear sheets—some wear history. 👻


📚 Lesson 2: Cossart Road — Where an Urban Legend Lives On

Every town has that one road everyone claims is haunted—or at least feels eerie. Here, it’s Cossart Road, dubbed Devil’s Road.

If you grew up near Chadds Ford, you’ve heard the tales. The trees lean away from the road. There is a mysterious house in the woods. The whispers grow each year. This legend has been passed down, fueled by curiosity and late-night drives.

Local lore suggests it connects to an old mansion linked to the DuPont family, rumored for secret gatherings. The trees seem to bend, as if recoiling, creating a strange sensation when you drive through.

I first heard about it from my brother and his friends—thanks, Joey and CG. Eventually, my friends and I drove there—windows up, music down, hearts racing. I was in the backseat, eyes closed, questioning my life choices.

Were the stories real? Who knows. But the feeling was real, making Cossart Road unforgettable—not the proof, but the goosebumps.

✏️ Lesson 2 Takeaway:
Some roads don’t need ghosts—just a good story and a car full of people who swear they aren’t scared. 🌙


📚 Lesson 3: The Ticking Tomb — When History Has a Heartbeat

Now this one was new to me, and I had to do my research! Thanks to a fellow dance mom who mentioned it, I couldn’t believe I’d never heard of it before.

There’s a small cemetery near Landenberg that’s home to one of Chester County’s strangest legends: The Ticking Tomb. The story goes that a young man swallowed a pocket watch belonging to Charles Mason. When he passed away, the ticking never stopped. Locals say that if you visit the old London Tract Meeting House cemetery, you should press your ear against his tombstone. You can still faintly hear it ticking today.

The legend has persisted, even inspiring thoughts of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Tell-Tale Heart. I haven’t given it a listen yet, but you can bet it’s on my haunted bucket list!

✏️ Lesson 3 Takeaway:
Some stories fade with time—others keep ticking. ⏱️


Final Bell…

So, what do you think—just stories, or something a little too real?
Chester County never fails to send a chill down my spine… and apparently, I live for it. 😅

Until next time, keep your lights on, your curiosity sharp, and your imagination wide open. 🕯️
Class dismissed… for now. 🎃

— Laura 🕸️

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Celebrating New Beginnings: Lessons from 2024

As the year draws to a close, I’ve been reflecting on the many new beginnings it brought. For me, this year was all about stepping into the unfamiliar, taking chances, and learning to embrace change with an open heart.

If you’d asked me a few years ago what I thought about change, I would’ve said I hated it and avoided it at all costs. And by “avoided,” I mean I would’ve run in the opposite direction while yelling, “Nope!” But life has a funny way of teaching us lessons we didn’t know we needed. This year, I’ve come to see change not as something to fear but as a chance to grow, evolve, and occasionally panic a little before remembering that I’m capable.

Starting a new career in real estate has been both exciting and challenging. Introducing myself to clients, learning the ropes in a competitive industry, and balancing work and family was daunting at first. And by “daunting,” I mean I may have had a few internal meltdowns, complete with dramatic hand-wringing and deep sighs. But I’ve realized that the best things come when we step out of our comfort zones.

At home, we’ve celebrated milestones and faced bittersweet moments. My oldest, Francesca, started 4th grade this year, and her intelligence, sass, and fierce independence inspire me daily. Isabelle, my 7-year-old, approaches each day with wonder and a deep curiosity about the world around her. Sebastian, at 3, is my little helper—always eager to lend a hand, whether it’s “helping” with chores or bringing me his favorite toys to play with.

This year also brought heartache as we said goodbye to our beloved dog, Gunner, who had been with us since 2008. Losing him was so hard, but his memory reminds us of unconditional love and the joy pets bring to our lives.

On the brighter side, I’ve loved becoming a homeroom mom for both Francesca and Isabelle. Navigating the dance world with my daughters has been its own adventure—glitter, costumes, and all! Each moment fills me with pride as I watch them grow in something they love.

Through it all, friendships and family have been my greatest source of strength. True friends lift us up, cheer us on, and remind us that it’s okay to not have it all figured out. Their support—whether through a heartfelt conversation, shared laughter, or commiserating over parenting fails—has made this year’s changes feel less overwhelming and so much more meaningful. My family, especially my husband, has been a rock, inspiring me daily with his hard work and dedication. He’s the guy who keeps the ship afloat, even when the water is a little choppy!

This year has taught me that new beginnings aren’t about being perfect. They’re about showing up, doing your best, and trusting the process (and maybe buying some extra coffee). Growth happens in the messy, unpolished moments, and that’s where life’s beauty truly shines.

As we step into a new year, take a moment to celebrate your own new beginnings—big or small, planned or unexpected. They’re all proof that you’re moving forward and growing.

Here’s to the beauty of what’s ahead—and the courage it takes to get there.

What were your favorite new beginnings this year? I’d love to hear your stories. Let’s inspire each other as we grow!