As recorded by V. N. “Bud” Phillips, East Hill Cemetery on the border of Bristol, Tennessee and Virginia, is overrun with ghostly activity. In his 2002 book Pioneers in Paradise: Legends and Stories from Bristol Tennessee/Virginia, he writes about four of these. First, on 06/06/1869, the sounds of cannons blasted the area, as if the Civil War had started again. Those who went to investigate found only smoke and the smell of gunpowder. Next, in 1857, three children were buried in the cemetery. Since then, people have reported seeing ghost children playing some late nights. Also, there was a rooster fighter by the name of Webb Sykes that died on a knoll beside the cemetery, and he was laid to rest there so that the cemetery could expand. Upon his funeral, the sound of “a thousand chickens” ran the mourners away, and the next day the same thing happened again. Finally, a ghost dog has been seen walking through the cemetery some late nights. It is believed to be the spirit of a dog who lay on his owner’s grave and mourned until it too died.He recounts even more ghostly activity in his 2010 book Ghosts of Bristol: Haunting Tales from the Twin Cities. He writes that the sound of drumming can sometimes be heard coming from the old Civil War section of the cemetery. Phillips says this is the ghost of a drummer boy from Georgia who died of “brain fever”, probably meningitis. He continues to say the drumming was heard by a huge group of people during a 1905 memorial service. He also writes that two ghost lights have been sighted in the cemetery to preserve a tragic love story. Phillips documents that Arkansas native Milton Webber came to Bristol and got a job at Buffman Mills. He fell in love with Sally Hutton, an employee at the boarding house he was staying in. The two eloped, but when her father found the couple he shot them both and then himself. They were interred in different areas of the cemetery, but, as Phillips says, their spirits rise from their graves in the form of lights and meet in the middle of the cemetery on some nights. In conclusion, Phillips says that the spirit of a strange woman sometimes jumps out at motorists on Williams Street from the wooded section of the cemetery. He described her as a skeleton wearing a black dress screaming, “Voodoo!” 