I'm [re-]reading "The Ghost of Dibble Hollow."
It is a book I adored as a kid in the mid-70s, yet I had forgotten the name of it. All I remembered were vague details about the book (... a ghost who was a boy who enlisted one of his modern time family members in finding missing treasure). For the past 20 years or so, I've often thought about it and searched/looked for it - with no success.
I finally found it, ordered it and just got it!!! Either Internet storage and searching has gotten better or I've increased my Google-fu powers. Regardless, I'm so pleased with myself.
That nagging memory (like a tooth ache) has finally been laid to rest. Whew!
The best part is, at about 1/3 of the way through, it's as good as I remembered. Yes, it's a book for young kids/adults, but it's aged well.