Other communications included “paid, won, any and political”. Since I was standing in the Civil War part of the cemetery, the communication summed up the War Between the States. Some paid, some won; some saw it as a situation where neither side won and both sides paid, but in the end it was all political.
Then the communication got fascinating. I got the words “Mississippi, spent, water, swam, darkness”. Now, I’m fascinated with history from either a psychological or a paranormal standpoint. However, I could not think of any Civil War battle in Tennessee that fit the description. However, a review of the brochure from the cemetery answered all my questions: “Victims of one of the nation’s most tragic maritime disasters – the explosion and burning of the Mississippi River steamboat USS Sultana on April 26, 1965 – are buried here. At a stop in Vicksburg, between 1,800 and 2,000 Union soldiers recently released from Confederate prison camps boarded the ship. Shortly after it left Memphis, the boiler exploded and fire broke out on the ship. More than 1,700 people were killed.” So the communication was accurate and explained.
Most interesting, was on our way back to the hotel. James wanted to continue to communicate. His comments about the drive home included “halfway” – when we were 10 miles into a 20 mile drive; “automobile” and “fly” as people flew by us using the Southern “drive it like you stole it” mentally. I was concerned that James was still “chatting” on my phone. So I asked him to go back with love and light. The Ghost Radar became silent.