| The Franklin Castle |
[Apr. 29th, 2005|09:01 am] |
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FRANKLIN CASTLE--THE MOST HAUNTED HOUSE IN OHIO?
For years, the gothic mansion known as "Franklin Castle" has been called the most haunted house in Ohio. During its long and strange history, the ghost stories have become an integral part of the lore. For years, tales have been told of doors that explode off their hinges, lights that spin on their own, electric circuits that behave erratically, the inexplicable sounds of a baby crying and even a woman in black who has been seen staring forlornly from a tiny window in the front tower room.
There are many ghosts here, the legends say. But what dark deeds caused this house to become so haunted? Are the stories of the murders committed here actually true, or the stuff of legend?

Franklin Castle is an eerie structure of dark and foreboding stone that has long been considered a spooky place by architects and the general public alike. There are over thirty rooms in the castle's four stories and the roof is designed in steep gables that give the place its gothic air. Secret passages honeycomb the house and sliding panels hide the doorways to these hidden corridors. It is said that a thirteen-year-old girl was once murdered in one of these hallways by her uncle because he believed her to be insane. In the front tower, it is told that a bloody ax murder once took place and it was here that one of the former owners found a secret cabinet that contained human bones. The Deputy coroner of Cleveland, Dr. Lester Adelson, who examined the bones shortly after they were found in January 1975, judged them to be of someone who had been dead for a very, very long time. Did they date back to the years of the original owners of the house?
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| Ghosts of Athens |
[Apr. 29th, 2005|08:59 am] |
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GHOSTS OF ATHENS--The most haunted town in Ohio
If there is any town that might qualify as the most haunted place in Ohio, it would probably be Athens, a sleepy community in the southeastern part of the state. Besides being home to the Ohio University, it is also nestled into the Appalachian Mountains, which for centuries has been considered a region of magic and ghostly folklore. There are many stories to Athens -- and many ghosts.
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| Bad, Bad Lizzie Borden |
[Apr. 29th, 2005|08:58 am] |
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Bad, bad Lizzie Borden
Lizzie Borden Took An Ax
The day is stiflingly hot, over one hundred degrees, even though it is not yet noon. The elderly man, still in his heavy morning coat, reclines on a mohair-covered sofa, his boots on the floor so as not to soil the upholstery. As he naps in the August heat, his wife is on the floor of the guestroom upstairs, dead for the past hour and a half, killed by the same hand, with the same weapon, that is about to strike him, as he sleeps.
"... one of the most dastardly and diabolical crimes that was ever committed in Massachusetts... Who could have done such an act? In the quiet of the home, in the broad daylight of an August day, on the street of a popular city, with houses within a stone's throw, nay, almost touching, who could have done it?
"Inspection of the victims discloses that Mrs. Borden had been slain by the use of some sharp and terrible instrument, inflicting upon her head eighteen blows, thirteen of them crushing through the skull; and below stairs, lying upon the sofa, was Mr. Borden's dead and mutilated body, with eleven strokes upon the head, four of them crushing the skull."
(From the closing arguments for the defense of Lizzie Borden, made by her principal attorney, George D. Robinson.)
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| Lizzie Borden (AP) |
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| The Ridges |
[Apr. 29th, 2005|08:55 am] |
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About The Ridges Opening its doors, the Athens Lunatic Asylum welcomed its first patient in 1874. This state-of-the-art mental hospital was based on the design of renowned architect Thomas Kirkbride and embraced the current societal trends toward institutionalizing the insane. The hospital began as a type of long- term care for those not easily accepted or able to function in society. The typical meaning of “asylum” at the time was a safe haven with little likelihood of departure.
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 27th, 2005|10:41 am] |
 | You scored as Labret Piercing. You probably intimidate a whole lot of people without really meaning too. If people could just get past the many tattoos, piercings, and sideburns I'm sure they'd love you. Or still be scared, who knows.
Labret Piercing | | 90% | Earlobe Piercing | | 90% | Belly Button Piercing | | 80% | Cartilage Piercing | | 70% | Nose Piercing | | 70% | Nipples | | 50% | Dirty Piercings | | 40% | Tongue Piercing | | 20% | Lip Piercing | | 10% | </td>
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 27th, 2005|10:37 am] |
| You scored as Unipolar Depression. Congraulations! You are depressed! You know just how it feels to bear all the world's burdens, and the value of a 19-hour night's sleep. And you really hate that circle-guy thing on your Zoloft pill packets.
Unipolar Depression | | 75% | Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder | | 42% | Borderline Personality Disorder | | 17% | Antisocial Personality Disorder | | 0% | Eating Disorders | | 0% | Schizophrenia | | 0% | </td>
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[Apr. 27th, 2005|10:35 am] |
 | You scored as Suicide. Your death will be suicide. What more can I say? Fact: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
Suicide | | 93% | Posion | | 67% | Natural Causes | | 47% | Suffocated | | 47% | Bomb | | 40% | Disease | | 33% | Eaten | | 33% | Cut Throat | | 27% | Gunshot | | 27% | Disappear | | 20% | Accident | | 20% | Stabbed | | 7% | Drowning | | 7% | </td>
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| The Real Amityville |
[Apr. 27th, 2005|09:46 am] |
Frantic Phone Call
It was another routine evening at the Suffolk County, NY, emergency dispatch switchboard. Calls had not been pouring in, and anyways, this placid New York City suburb scarcely had any crime to complain of, at least by City standards. Suddenly, at 6:35 p. m., the calm was destroyed by a phone call that would shatter the safe suburban aura that pervaded the county. Transcripts from the conversation demonstrate the caller’s rattled composure as he tried to relate to an operator the horrifying scene he and his friends had been led to:
Operator: This is Suffolk County Police. May I help you?" Man: "We have a shooting here. Uh, DeFeo." Operator: "Sir, what is your name?" Man: "Joey Yeswit." Operator: "Can you spell that?" Man: "Yeah. Y-E-S W I T." Operator: "Y-E-S . . Man: "Y-E-S-W-I-T." Operator: ". . . W-I-T. Your phone number?" Man: "I don't even know if it's here. There's, uh, I don't have a phone number here." Operator: "Okay, where you calling from?" Man: "It's in Amityville. Call up the Amityville Police, and it's right off, uh . . .Ocean Avenue in Amityville." Operator: "Austin?" Man: "Ocean Avenue. What the ... ?" Operator: "Ocean ... Avenue? Offa where?" Man: "It's right off Merrick Road. Ocean Avenue." Operator: "Merrick Road. What's ... what's the problem, Sir?" Man: "It's a shooting!" Operator: "There's a shooting. Anybody hurt?" Man: "Hah?" Operator: "Anybody hurt?" Man: "Yeah, it's uh, uh -- everybody's dead." Operator: "Whattaya mean, everybody's dead?" Man: "I don't know what happened. Kid come running in the bar. He says everybody in the family was killed, and we came down here." Operator: "Hold on a second, Sir." (Police Officer now takes over call) Police Officer: "Hello." Man: "Hello." Police Officer: "What's your name?" Man: "My name is Joe Yeswit." Police Officer: "George Edwards?" Man: "Joe Yeswit." Police Officer: "How do you spell it?" Man: "What? I just ... How many times do I have to tell you? Y-E-S-W-I-T." Police Officer: "Where're you at?" Man: "I'm on Ocean Avenue. Police Officer: "What number?" Man: "I don't have a number here. There's no number on the phone. " Police Officer: "What number on the house?" Man: "I don't even know that." Police Officer: "Where're you at? Ocean Avenue and what?" Man: "In Amityville. Call up the Amityville Police and have someone come down here. They know the family." Police Officer: "Amityville." Man: "Yeah, Amityville." Police Officer: "Okay. Now, tell me what's wrong." Man: "I don't know. Guy come running in the bar. Guy come running in the bar and said there -- his mother and father are shot. We ran down to his house and everybody in the house is shot. I don't know how long, you know. So, uh . . ." Police Officer: "Uh, what's the add ... what's the address of the house?" Man: "Uh, hold on. Let me go look up the number. All right. Hold on. One-twelve Ocean Avenue, Amityville." Police Officer: "Is that Amityville or North Amityville?" Man: "Amityville. Right on ... south of Merrick Road." Police Officer: "Is it right in the village limits?" Man: "It's in the village limits, yeah." Police Officer: "Eh, okay, what's your phone number?" Man: "I don't even have one. There's no number on the phone. " Police Officer: "All right, where're you calling from? Public phone?" Man: "No, I'm calling right from the house, because I don't see a number on the phone." Police Officer: "You're at the house itself?" Man: "Yeah." Police Officer: "How many bodies are there?" Man: "I think, uh, I don't know -- uh, I think they said four." Police Officer: "There's four?" Man: "Yeah." Police Officer: "All right, you stay right there at the house, and I'll call the Amityville Village P.D., and they'll come down."

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