By Shirley Cullison, July 14, 2014 — I was born in San Bernadino, California. While living in Muscoy, there was a vacant lot with lots of weeds. We kids had been told not to go in there because the Booger Man was there. Well, of course we always went there anyway! One day when we were playing in the lot, we suddenly heard a loud drumming noise, we glanced up from playing and there was a large shape beating on something! We screamed and took off running to the house, telling ourselves it was our grandma just trying to scare us. Well when we got to the house, there was Grandma sitting in her usual chair, crocheting! We were shocked! How could she have been in the field and sitting in her chair at the same time? She asked what was wrong and we told her that something was out in the field and what had happened. She just kept crocheting and said, “I told you not to go in there!”
