My mind was spinning at this point. Here I was – someone who grew up not believing in ghosts, a veteran journalist used to questioning everything – apparently having a conversation with a captain who fought at Gettysburg more than 150 years ago. Was it really possible? Was this some gigantic, wildly ingenious incredible hoax, or was this conversation somehow real? And what was it that brought me – a once dyed-in-the-wool paranormal doubter – to this haunted bridge in search of ghosts?