
Marcia’s Story: A Ghost Actually Named Casper
The day Casper Christopher Gender made his presence felt, again, Marcia had a plan…
The day Casper Christopher Gender made his presence felt, again, Marcia had a plan…
It was the fifth of October 1946. I was standing on the platform at Donnybrook, clutching the precious gift in my hands. I was nine years old and wearing my new frock made of white mosquito netting.