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Wednesday, April 24, 2019

The Demon of Brownsville Road

Bob Cranmer, a former Allegheny County Commissioner, bought in 1988, what he thought would be his family’s dream home . . .

Grand Oaks Manor
This house, just outside Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, was huge, in good shape for its age, and the right price.

But the family quickly regretted this purchase.

During the walk-through as Bob, his wife, Lesa, and their four children inspected their new home they found their youngest son sitting on the staircase crying hysterically.

They never discovered why.

Bob Cranmer
At first, unusual activities like faucets, radios, and lights turning off and on, didn’t bother Bob. He brushed it off--it must be just old plumbing and wiring.

But then other strange things began to happen.

Members of the family began to wake up with unexplained scratch and bite marks on their legs. At night they heard loud pounding on the walls.

Mysterious footsteps where heard in the hallway and members of the family were either tripped or pushed by invisible hands.

The family began to avoid one room in the house, known as the Blue Room, because of a shadowy, dark figure that they had seen and sensed was evil. This figure was always accompanied by a “rotting smell.”

The home's living room.
Members of the family began to wear crosses for protection. These often would be found bent, broken in two, and some were flung across the room.

Bob did research about the history of the home and discovered it had a violent past.

The property it sat upon was the site of a 1700 massacre. Native Americans had killed a group of white settlers.

In 1909, the builder of the home had become so disturbed by what he felt was haunting the area that he “cursed the house.”

In the 1920s and 30s, a doctor rented a room in the home. It was believed he performed hundreds of abortions in this space.

By 2003, this evil presence drove Bob’s wife and two of his sons into temporary insanity. All three spent time in psychiatric wards.

After living in the home for 18 years, in 2006, the family decided to fight back.

Bob spent months reading Bible verses out loud each night despite the fact bite and scratch marks continued to appear on his body.

He brought in a demonologist, who felt the activity centered in one closet in the home. When a wall was torn down in this area, items belonging to previous owners, plus Bob’s family, were discovered.

The items all had scribbling on the back, with hateful, mean things written about each object’s owner.

Cranmer's Book
A local priest then performed an exorcism.

Bob, who still lives at Grand Oaks, feels this worked, for there has been no further demonic activity in the home.

In his book, The Demon of Brownsville Road, Bob shares more details about this story.

Monday, April 13, 2015

Why is My House Haunted?

This is a common question. People who find their homes are haunted often wonder why. Debi Chestnut’s book entitled, How to Clear Your Home of Ghosts and Spirits is a good go to source to answer this question. 

In her chapter entitled, How Did the Ghost Get Here? Chestnut provides a list of reasons or possibilities as to why a home is haunted. It is a good checklist to help determine what is the cause of a haunting.

Of course, there is an endless list of possibilities why a home has ghosts present--but Chestnut’s list touches upon the most likely reasons, which can help a large percentage of the people who ask this question.

In most cases, if one can determine this it helps them to live with the activity without fear. If this comfort level cannot be reached knowing the cause can also help to get rid of the activity.

Here are just a few of Chestnut’s possibilities with brief descriptions. If one is experiencing a haunting my suggestion is to buy her book for the complete list and more in-depth descriptions.

Is it past owners of the home? They might not realize they’re dead or they have a strong attachment to the property. If they do not realize they have passed on clergy can be brought in to lead them or if they simply do not want to leave--the living can lay down ground rules they must follow if they want to stay.

Tied to the land not the property. The entities home might have been torn down but the new owners property is near it. Or the entity might be buried in the area. This type of haunting is normally residual in nature and these entities do not interact with the living--so it is easy to ignore this type of haunting.

Drawn in or invited to your home. Through the use of a séance or Ouija Board. These activities both open portals. Neither of these activities should be taken lightly. If either has been done it is best to bring an expert in to smudge your home.

Is the home cluttered or messy? This type of disorganization can leave the living feeling depressed or sad. Negative energy, like demons and poltergeists can be drawn to this kind of environment. Solution--clean up.

Bringing haunted objects into home. Most of the time this kind of energy is benign--despite what is presented on TV--use your gut instincts if the item doesn’t feel right, don’t buy it. If it has already been brought into home, the solution is easy--get rid of it.

Is the spirit attached to an individual as opposed to the home? If a persons’ behavior has drastically changed, for example are they having: suicidal thoughts, drastic mood swings, an unexplained illness, loss of energy, panic attacks, inability to concentrate, nightmares etc. it might be an attachment.

Chestnut recommends this person should always first go to their physician to rule out other causes--for this type of paranormal activity is rare. If it is determined it is an attachment, one should try to talk and reason with the entity and if this doesn’t work clergy should be brought in.

Debi Chestnut also provides an interesting chapter in her book on how to get rid of ghosts. Her suggestions are useful. In a future post I hope to share more about this topic.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

9/11 Shanksville Angel Story



Flight 93 crashed on a Pennsylvania field in 2001. This flight was a target during the September 11th terrorist attacks.

Lillie Leonardi was a “Community Outreach Specialist” with the Pittsburgh Division of the FBI in 2001. She arrived at this field shortly after the crash.

In her book entitled, Shadow of a Badge she recounts an amazing sight she saw that day.

A Field of Angels

“ As I looked across the vast field, I saw a shimmering light by my left shoulder. It was almost blinding.

It evolved into a foggy white mist. This mist began to move and grow--swirling in patterns of spectacular white light.

Then the mist took shape. It was to the left of the crash site. A legion of angels appeared.

There were hundreds of them standing in columns--an entire field of angels looking at the debris.

They were dressed in what appeared to be warrior garments. They stood at the perimeter of the site. Their faces glowed brightly as one--both intense, beautiful, and gentle.

One angel stood at their lead before them--he was calmly in command.”

Pennsylvania Crash Site

Reinforced Faith

Leonardi, a Catholic, believes this lead angel was the archangel, Michael--the guardian of enforcement.

She states that this scene is forever etched in her memory--she calls it a “spiritual event.”

She watched in wonder, as these angels then started to guide the deceased away from the crash site.

She notes some of the deceased accepted “their help” readily and chose to go with these guides while others remained behind.

Leonardi states this confirmed her belief, that humans have free will. They can move on or not, but it was apparent to her that day everyone was welcome.

I wrote another post about a first responder that saw a ghost at a 9/11 World Trade Center landfill, here.

Lillie Leonardi's book can be found here.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

I See Dead People…

This famous line from the 1999 film The Sixth Sense is a reality for the main character in Dwain Campbell’s book, Tales From the Frozen Ocean. Campbell shares the story of a teacher who sees dead people.

Colin Aintree born in Halifax, Canada in 1971 as a child 9 times out of 10 could predict whether a mare was going to have a colt or a filly just by looking at her.

His brothers were jealous of him because he always knew precisely were to cast his line to catch the largest trout. Neighbors came to Colin for he was especially good at dowsing for water.

Without a doubt Colin Aintree had a knack. But in his teens he starts to have experiences that literally terrify him. Later he comes to understand what is happening.

First Visions

At the age of 16, in 1988 Colin attends the funeral of his great aunt. As he listens to the graveside prayers in a cold rain he spies some children cavorting in a remote corner of the cemetery. He loses sight of them but their old-fashioned clothing pique his interest.

They seemed to play in an eerie silence. Curious, Colin after the service heads to the area where he saw these children. He discovers no trace of them. The soil in the area dampened by the rain has no prints.

He does spot the faded markers of four brothers and sisters that all died in a 1893 house fire. Realizing he has seen a family of ghosts a sickening fear overtakes him.

This experience proves to be the first of many visions--they on average occur once a month.

A year later, Colin now a freshman in college goes to Point Pleasant Park with a large group of students. He wonders along a path that runs parallel to the harbor. Glancing down this lane he sees something that shocks him so much he faints.

There, dangling from the branches of a pine tree swaying in the breeze are 3 rotting corpses. When he comes to an old lady standing over him, quizzes him as to whether he is diabetic or epileptic.

The dead men are gone and Colin leaves the park quickly.

Psychics

Colin confused about what is happening to him falls into a depression. His life changes when a female roommate brings a box of yard sale books home. In this collection he finds a book about the famous Dutch clairvoyant, Gerald Croiset.

After reading several library books about Edgar Cayce, Peter Hurkos and Ingo Swann, Colin realizes there are others that have experienced what plagues him.

Edgar Cayce
Nova Scotia

After graduating from college in 1994 Colin is offered a teaching position in Central Newfoundland.

Photo Spencer Dove
Little does he know that he is about to travel to one of the most haunted and foggy “isles in the fabled Seven Seas.” He finds his talents challenged by dark forces in this land surrounded by a frozen ocean.

If there is a Richter scale for psychics Colin Aintree would be a 10.

Dwain Campbell a college professor shares in his book several tales that happen to Colin--warning they are dark in nature.

His main character finds he must choose between suicide or a mentorship with an ancient Irish nun who is far more than she seems.


Here is a link to where Dwain Campbell's fantasy fiction book-- Tales From theFrozen Ocean-- can be purchased.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Kentucky Ghostlore

William Lynwood Montell, a former professor at Western Kentucky University, spent fifteen years collecting oral ghostlore. 

He and his students either recorded these stories as they were told or transcribed them carefully so they could be reprinted word for word.

The folklore narratives they collected had all been passed down from generation to generation. Montell published his collection in a book entitled, Ghosts along the Cumberland.

All these stories were collected in the south-central Kentucky foothills known as the Eastern Pennyroyal or Pennyrile.

Among the locals, Tale swapping was a regular form of entertainment. In this part of the U.S., ghost stories were referred to as tramp tales or bear tales. This kind of story was often shared while getting a haircut or told by a grandparent in the home.


The following is one of my favorites from this book. Since most “oral” folk stories do not read smoothly, I have taken the liberty to tweak this one.

Dividing Up the Dead

Origin 1791

One dark night a slave named Sam approached his master and said, “The Lord and the Devil are up at the graveyard, dividing up the dead.”

What actually was going on--two men were gathering hickory nuts and had gone into the graveyard to divide their nuts.

As Sam had passed the graveyard, he heard two voices mumbling, “One for me and one for you. One for me and one for you.”

His master replied, “Now, Sam, you know that can’t be true.” He continued, “ If I could just walk, I would go up there and see for myself.” The old master had been injured in an accident years before and couldn’t walk.

Sam was able to convince his master to let him carry him on his back up to the graveyard. As they stopped by the gate to listen, they heard the mumbling, “One for me and one for you. One for me and one for you.”

Finally, the counting stopped. One voice said, “That is all.” Another said, “No, there are two more by the gate. *

It is said this master who had not walked in years outran the strong slave back to the house.


* What the nut hunters actually meant--each had dropped one nut by the gate as they went in.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

13 Alabama Ghosts and Jeffrey

A book entitled, 13 Alabama Ghosts and Jeffrey is a beloved volume widely read by both the young and old in the South.

Kathryn Tucker Windham * who wrote this book along with Margaret Gillis Figh wrote for the Selma Times-Journal and was an acclaimed folklorist. She once said:

“I don’t care whether you believe in ghosts. The good ghost stories do not require you believe in ghosts.”

These co-authors share a variety of suspenseful ghost legends in their book. Amidst these eerie tales, they manage to also share quite a bit of Alabama’s history.

Windham includes the name “Jeffrey” at the end of the title because this is the name of a friendly ghost that lived in her home. She stated Jeffrey actually was her “unofficial collaborator” in writing this book.

This collection includes a story about the Unquiet Ghost at Gaineswood, a story about a ghost named Evelyn Carter, who fills a Demopolis antebellum mansion with midnight musical interludes because her body wasn’t returned to Virginia.

Another story, The Phantom Steamboat of the Tombigbee, which I wrote about here, is about the wreck of the steamboat Eliza Battle. People still state they see this boat rise on cold nights --its cargo of cotton on fire.

Kathryn Tucker Windham
* Windham passed away in recent years.

The following is one of my favorite tales from this book.

Mobile’s Pipe Smoking Sea Captain

To his neighbor’s chagrin, a grizzled old sea captain moved into a home on their street. It was rumored he had been forced to leave his beloved sea because of a disagreement he had with another officer.

The Captain received few visitors and he had made it clear to his new neighbors that he could not abide landlubbers.

The neighbors watched with disdain as he puttered in his garden or sat smoking his pipe staring into space.

His longing for the sea drove him to visit the docks almost every day. He would smoke his pipe and watch the freighters load and unload their cargoes. In the afternoon, he would salute the last ship leaving the harbor and then sadly head home.

Eventually this sadness overtook the captain and after returning from the docks late one day his neighbors heard a gunshot followed by someone falling down stairs.

The neighbors forced their way into the house and found the Captain dead, his pipe still warm from his last smoke.

After the Captain's death an Englishman, Charles Smallwood bought the home. When he died his son William Smallwood and his family moved in. This was when the Captain’s ghost began to appear.

One night Charles and his wife heard someone falling down the stairs, sure it was one of their sons they checked to find both boys asleep in their beds. They found nothing near the stairs.

After this, they heard similar sounds night after night. They like their neighbors came to believe the home was haunted.

One morning Mrs. Smallwood discovered who the ghost was. She saw the figure of a strange man holding a stub pipe and wearing a Captain’s cap standing in her flower garden.

As she stared at him, he vanished.

She began to smell tobacco smoke near the home’s back entrance and in the garden. At first, she felt it was her sons sneaking a smoke. But she never discovered their hiding place.

One day she challenged them to come out and admit their guilt. Instead, she saw a nautical cap disappear among the trees.

Another time when she smelled the smoke and called out she heard a deep chuckle followed by a “salty oath.”

As time passed the smell of tobacco smoke became stronger, and Mrs. Smallwood realized this aroma announced the presence of the Captain.

She put up with his presence until one day he appeared to her valued cook. This lady had a nervous disposition, and when she saw the Captain standing at the doorway to her kitchen, she quit.

This was the last straw for Mrs. Smallwood. Shortly afterward, the family moved out.

For years after this the home remained empty--except for the smell of the Captain’s pipe smoke.

Windham and Figh followed up their popular first collection with six additional volumes of ghost stories.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

The Haunted House and Other Spooky Poems and Tales


This Scholastic book, The Haunted House and Other Spooky Poems and Tales, published in 1970, includes 80 pages of pure delight for the young and not so young reader. 

It has some of the best poems written about death and ghosts, I have ever read. They all are very creative, plus many of them are scary, which makes it even more fun.


This book is excellent entertainment for the whole family. It is no longer published, so some copies in good condition are going for a high price. I think this is because so many people remember this anthology, with such fondness from their childhood. 

But you can still find paperback copies on Amazon for a reasonable price.

In 1970, when the book was published a companion album, and then later a cassette was also released with the text under the same title. This recording is also really well done. 

I have included these recordings at the bottom of this post. Both the book and record are mostly poems, but it also includes several traditional scary stories, two of which I have shared in other posts--The Velvet Ribbon (sometimes published under the title, The Green Ribbon) and The Cradle That Rocked By Itself.


Here are just three samples of the quality of poetry that is included in this book:

The Haunted House

Not a window was broken
And the paint wasn’t peeling,
Not a porch step sagged--
Yet there was a feeling

That beyond the door
And into the hall
This was a house of
No one at all.

No one breathed
Nor laughed, nor ate
Nor said "I love,"
Nor said, "I hate."

Yet something walked
Along the stair
Something that was
And wasn’t there.

And that is why weeds
On the path grow high,
And even the moon
Races fearfully by--

For something walks
Along the stair--
Something that is
And isn’t there.

By Vic Crume

It isn’t the cough
That carries you off;
It’s the coffin 
They carry you off in.

Anonymous

Dust

Agatha Morley 
All her life
Grumbled at dust
Like a good wife.

Dust on the table,
Dust on the chair,
Dust on the mantle
She couldn't bear.

She forgave faults
In man and child
But a dusty shelf
Would set her wild.

She bore with sin
Without protest,
But dust thoughts preyed
Upon her rest.

Agatha Morley
Is sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground.

Six feet under
The earth she lies
With dust at her feet
And dust in her eyes.

By Sydney King Russell

Here are the recordings of this book:

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The Ghost of the "Birdman of Alcatraz”

Robert Stroud’s life story was first told in a book in 1955 and then in a movie starring Burt Lancaster in 1962 both entitled "Birdman of Alcatraz." Both portrayed his life story while he served time for murder first at Leavenworth and then later at Alcatraz. 

Both portrayed him as a ‘kindly’ reformed prisoner who spent years studying bird diseases and how to cure them. But as usual, this Hollywood glossy version reflected only small parts of the real truth.

Robert Stroud was far from a ‘model’ prisoner.

In 1909 Stroud shot and killed a man in Juneau, Alaska. Stroud pimped for a prostitute who was cheated by a “john.” This “john” had paid her $2.00 instead of the expected $10.00. 

Stroud angry, because he didn’t get his usual cut, went to this man’s residence and shot him five times and then took his wallet. He was tried and convicted of manslaughter and sentenced to serve twelve years at McNeil Island prison in Washington State.

Two years later at McNeil Island, he stabbed a fellow inmate for being a ‘snitch.’ He was tried for assault and six months were tacked on to his sentence. 

During this time he also viciously attacked a prison hospital orderly. This man had reported him for using intimidation and threats in an attempt to procure narcotics. 

In 1912 he was transferred to the U.S. Penitentiary at Leavenworth, Kansas—due partially to his ceaseless threats to other inmates.

Robert Stroud
At Leavenworth, in the spring of 1916 Stroud refused to give a guard his “number’’ which was a minor infraction. The next day a long-awaited visit with his brother was canceled because of this infraction. 

Stroud during the noon meal that same day in the prison mess hall asked this guard if he had reported him. When the guard refused to respond, Stroud pulled out a concealed knife and stabbed and killed him in front of hundreds of other inmates.

For this crime, he was convicted of first-degree murder. He was to be hanged in 1918. But his mother who had moved to Kansas to be close to him desperately pleaded for his life. In 1920 President Woodrow Wilson commuted his death sentence to life in prison. 

The Leavenworth warden because of Stroud’s unpredictable and violent outbursts ordered that he be permanently placed in a segregation unit.

Stroud was an enigma because he had an IQ of 134, but he ate with his fingers, hunched over like an animal. His horrible personal hygiene presented a problem for fellow inmates and prison officials alike. 

It wasn’t until 1934 that he was formally diagnosed as a psychopath. 

While at Leavenworth, he found an injured sparrow in the yard; he took it back to his cell and nursed it back to health. This started his interest in birds. This interest was his one and only redeeming feature.

The warden at Leavenworth used Stroud’s interest in birds to present a model of  “progressive rehabilitation” to the public. Shroud played along because he had found a way to raise some money for his mother who was fighting for his release. 

Over the next years, he raised over 300 canaries, which he sold to visitors at the prison. Stroud’s scientific observations of the canaries he kept did later benefit the research on the canary species. He wrote two books on this subject. He also made a contribution to avian pathology. All of this endeared him to people in the field. 

In contrast to this, he allowed his birds to fly freely in his cell, which resulted in quite a mess, which he never cleaned up. 

The massive correspondence he began to receive also became a burden for the prison for each letter coming in and going out had to be screened. A full-time secretary had to be hired just for this purpose.

Prison officials finally fed up with Stroud’s bird business tried to shut him down. 

He had Delle Mae Jones, a bird researcher in Indiana, which he had corresponded with alert the newspapers and start a petition drive. A 50,000-signature petition was sent to the President. This worked for the prison even gave Stroud an adjourning cell for his birds and his research. 

Jones became so close to Stroud; she moved to Kansas and formed a business in 1931 with him where they sold his bird medicines under the name “Stroud’s Specific." It was widely debated at the time if these remedies were actually useful.



In 1933 Stroud discovered that there were plans to move him to Alcatraz, he knew he would no longer be permitted to keep birds. 

Stroud, however, discovered a Kansas law that forbade the transfer of prisoners if they were married in Kansas. He arranged to marry Delle Mae Jones by proxy, which infuriated the prison officials, who would not let him correspond with his new wife.

The first irony here was Stroud was a violent prisoner —this is one reason that the prison officials kept him from the general prison population. 

The second irony was Stroud lost his business and birds when it was discovered that some of the equipment he had requested for his lab he had used to build a homemade alcohol still.

The third irony is his mother didn’t like Delle—she believed all women were bad for her son. Where once she had been a strong advocate for him, helping with legal battles, etc., she now argued against her son’s application for parole, in fact, she became a significant obstacle in his attempts to be released. She moved away from Leavenworth and had no further contact with him.

Stroud was transferred to Alcatraz in December of 1942. When he was transferred, this note was placed upon the warden’s notebook page with his mug shot. Reason for transfer:

“In view of this man’s homicidal traits and impulsivity dangerous tendencies, he cannot be released in the general population…they feel that it would be possible to confine this man safely at Alcatraz…also wishes to call attention to need for eliminating the unsanitary condition…from this man’s bird breeding activities here…Recommend transfer to Alcatraz.”

At Alcatraz, Stroud spent six years in segregation where he did have some contact with other prisoners, but as things worsened he was placed in solitary confinement in an isolated area of the hospital wing for the last eleven years, he was at Alcatraz. 

This double cell had no toilet, so Stroud used a bedpan. 

One priest who visited the prison stated he went out of his way to avoid being seen as he passed Stroud’s prison door—even going as far as to duck down. He said if Stroud spotted him, he would endlessly babble on and on.

Stroud having access to the prison library began studying law. He petitioned the government stating that his lengthy prison term amounted to “cruel and unusual punishment.” 

Another contrast—Stroud was a fan of child pornography. He received many letters from people who were fans of his bird knowledge. Some of these fans were children. Prison officials confiscated a few letters from Stroud in response to these children that contained suggestive remarks. 

In 1959, Stroud in poor health was transferred to the Medical Center for Federal Prisoners in Springfield, Missouri. In 1963 he died at the age of 73, the day before John F. Kennedy was assassinated.

To this day Alcatraz, a very haunted place has one cell that is more active than all the rest—this is the double cell that Stroud lived in for eleven years in solitary confinement. Full-body apparitions are spotted in this area.

So Robert Stroud was a cold-blooded killer, but the general public because of the book and film "Birdman of Alcatraz” had a totally different view of him. 

I remember seeing this film as a child myself and thinking how cruel it was they never released him. The public, in general, felt the same because, after the release of this film, which Burt Lancaster won an Oscar for best actor, many people protested for the release of Robert Stroud.

One fellow prison inmate who heard about the public outcry for Stroud’s release stated: “They want Burt Lancaster to be set free not Robert Stroud.”