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Northwestern Connecticut is famous for its bucolic forests and meadows, and provides more then one vacation home for city dwellers. That isn’t all it holds however because it is also the home of more then one haunt. One of them is the ghost of the Green Lady that protects an old graveyard in one of our out of the way towns.

The Green Lady makes herself known to late night travelers as an apparition cloaked in a strange yellowish-green light. She is reported to live in the Burlington, Connecticut Cemetery where most of her sightings have taken place. The majority of her sightings are made by people in their mid-teens to mid-twenties just about the age when couples are looking for a quiet place to park for awhile. The green lady comes out of the cemetery perhaps to observe their antics, and give them something to remember her by.

At other times a whole group of young people repair to the cemetery too see what kind of antics the Green Lady is up to that night. They are usually disappointed as the Green Lady doesn’t like crowds, and stays at home. Besides, it is more fun to scare the occasional parkers.

Harkening back to the good old days a half century ago when the author was known to frequent such places we never saw the Green Lady because we weren’t doing our parking in Burlington. However, one night we were parking across from another old cemetery with an ornate wrought iron gate. While we were there a terrific thunderstorm came up, and with a flash of lightening and a crash of thunder the wrought iron gate lit up with a purple glow of St. Elmo’s Fire that put the fear of God into both of us.

Everything on the gate that came to a point had electrical discharges coming off it, and that gate had plenty of points. The largest discharge came off the cross that was the crowning point of the gate. The cross was the brightest thing on the gate. It sure made a believer out of you! That night we didn’t need any other haunts, we already had enough to last quite awhile. We set some kind of a world record that night for a hurried departure, like the old boy himself was after our hides.

Getting back to the Green Lady the foremost ghost hunters in Connecticut came to investigate the ghostly goings on, and although they never saw her they came to a conclusion that there was indeed some sort of a haunt at the Burlington Cemetery.

From all reports of the Green Lady at least she is a friendly ghost, appearing before har witnesses wrapped in a yellowish-green light dressed in old style clothing, and wearing a sweet smile on her face. Although many claim to have seen her, none of them can report anything she said or any other sounds.