New Jersey’s oldest folklore, the tale of the Jersey Devil started in the early 1700s. Wife of drunkard found she was pregnant with her 13th child. Not having the wealth or the means to provide for these children she “rose her hands to heaven and proclaimed, let this one be the devil,“ and so the legend began.
Each year, especially around Hallow’s eve, mass numbers of people will hunt the forests of the New Jersey Pine Barrens for this elusive creature. Over the years, whenever I walk this narrow, tree lined and covered path, I have thought it must lead to the Devil’s front door.