No, not the guy behind you on the Turnpike.
The real thing.
Rumored to inhabit remote regions of the Pine Barrens, the Jersey Devil is said to resemble a gruesome cross between a bat, a horse, and a kangaroo. Possibly the best description comes from Bruce Springsteen’s epic song “A Night with the Jersey Devil”: “Ram’s head, forked tail, clove hoof, love’s my trail.” Local folklore traces the devil’s origins to a woman known only as Mrs. Leeds, who cursed her unwanted 13th child on a fateful night in 1735 near Burlington.
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I’ve been to the Pine Barrens. They are indeed kind of spooky. And within them is a huge tract of miniature pine forest, fully grown and formed and three feet tall.
That’s even spookier.