Grim Grinning Ghosts by Xavier Artencio & Buddy Baker When the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake Spooks come out for a swinging wake Happy haunts materialize And begin to vocalize Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize Now don't close your eyes And don't try to hide Or a silly spook may sit by your side Shrouded in a daft disguise They pretend to terrorize Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize As the moon climbs high o'er dead oak tree Spooks arrive for the midnight spree Creepy creeps with eerie eyes Start to shriek and harmonize Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize When you hear the knell of a requiem bell Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell Restless bones etherealize Rise as spooks of ev'ry size Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

A Final Visit John and I rode the Haunted Mansion on Halloween, 1998, and had heard the "Beware of hitch-hiking ghosts" warning a hundred times before. This time we were surprised when, instead of one of the "normal" ghosts, we were joined in our doombuggy by my father -- who'd died three days earlier. Ok, so it didn't happen QUITE like this. It DID happen in John's dream, and was so typical of Dad's sense of humor that we've half expected the visit ever since.

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