So will one or both die from a lightening strike within their lifetime? Oh the haunted mystery continues.
A wreck late Saturday or early Sunday was to blame.
But it wasn’t the first time the pillar has been knocked down, just the latest. And – sorry to break the spell – it’s not really haunted.
The pillar is supposed to be all that was left standing when a storm destroyed the old market in 1878. Anyone who touches it is supposed to have bad luck – possibly to the point of death.
But that story was made up by a press agent hired by the city in the 1930s to help lure tourists.
In 1935, The Chronicle reported, an automobile hit it and “reduced it to a pile of brick and cement.” The driver was not injured; the pillar was rebuilt.
On a Friday the 13th in 1958, the newspaper said, the column was toppled when an oversized bale of cotton fell from a passing truck. The driver was not injured.
Again, it was refurbished.
“Maybe that’s its curse – bad driving,” The Chronicle’s Bill Kirby wrote in an installment of The Way We Were in February.
No one with city government was available to answer the rebuilding question Sunday, and the Richmond County Sheriff’s Office had no report on the wreck.
But Derrick Green, who works just up Broad Street at Café 209, saw it all.
“It was a small car and it ran dead into it,” he said Sunday, relating his eyewitness account to about a half-dozen people who came to see damage.
“I saw it on Facebook,” said Faye Harris.
“I was just riding by and saw it and had to stop,” said another woman.
Green said the small car collided with a large truck – “might have been a beer truck” – and kind of bounced into the pillar, barely missing a much larger utility pole.
“Missing that pole, man, that was some supernatural stuff,” Green said.
He said people had been coming by all day Sunday, touching the pillar, telling each other the haunted story, even taking pieces of it.
As he talked, a man wearing a red University of Georgia hat picked up a brick and announced he planned to keep it.
“Don’t do that,” a woman said.
“Why not?” he asked.
“Because it’s historic,” she replied.
He took it anyway and the woman said, “That’s a shame,” as he walked away. 
When it’s rebuilt be sure it’s shorter and the corners are chamfered. Put a small spike on top and claim that it makes the pillar just as tall as it was.
This is why we can’t have nice things.
Should put a spooky bollard in front of the haunted pillar.