02/09/2026
🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️We love both of our little city’s that we host historic and haunted tours in .
Conyers and McDonough tours have ao many similarities, such as the Clay family and their theaters .
We have a bran new story just in time for valentines 💘
Valentine’s Ghost Tour Story for McDonough & Conyers, GA
Long before McDonough’s courthouse clock ever chimed its first hour, and before the Conyers Train Depot welcomed travelers from across the South, two souls lived just thirty miles apart—close enough to dream of each other, but far enough that fate kept missing its cue.
Clara Mae Whitlock, a schoolteacher from McDonough, was known for her bright laugh and the way she always carried a lantern on evening walks around the square. She believed every heart had a story, and she collected them like treasures.
Thomas Avery, a telegraph operator in Conyers, spent his nights sending messages across the rails. He had a poet’s heart but never the courage to share it. Every Valentine’s Day, he wrote a letter to a woman he had never met—someone he imagined was out there, waiting for him.
One February evening in the late 1800s, a storm rolled across Georgia. Clara Mae’s lantern blew out as she walked near the courthouse. At that exact moment, Thomas was closing up the depot when he saw a strange glow drifting down the tracks—soft, warm, and pulsing like a heartbeat.
They met halfway between their towns, drawn by a light neither could explain.
Some say it was destiny. Some say it was the lantern. Some say it was Valentine’s magic.
Whatever it was, Clara Mae and Thomas spent the night talking beneath the moon, sharing stories, dreams, and the kind of laughter that makes time feel like it’s standing still. They promised to meet again the next Valentine’s Day.
But life, as it often does, had other plans.
Clara Mae fell ill that spring. Thomas never received her final letter. And though their lives ended apart, their love didn’t.
Every February, when the moon is full and the air carries that soft Georgia chill, two glowing figures appear—one drifting from McDonough Square, the other from the Conyers Depot. They meet in the middle, lanterns shining brighter together than they ever did alone.
Now, they guide families, couples, and curious travelers through the streets they once walked, sharing stories of love that outlasts time itself.
If you see two lanterns floating side by side tonight, don’t be afraid. It’s just Clara Mae and Thomas, keeping their promise.