Monday, October 27, 2014
Halloween in Western NY, 1932
Tonight, for something different from the vaults of the crypt. This season, the ghost and the witch have posted quite a bit about the places of western NY that lurk in the dark side. But tonight, here is a rare gem-- a video shot in 1932 in Buffalo, NY, of school children parading in their Halloween costumes.
This video appeared on YouTube a while back, having been transfered from 8MM film. It warms the haunted heart to see how Halloween has lasted, and lived on through the years as a time of-- among other things-- masks and costumes and the magic of childhood.
Saturday, October 18, 2014
Exploring the Dark Side of Western New York: Frightworld Screampark
Tonight, we will continue our series, "Exploring the Dark Side of Western New York," where Ghost and his haunted friend What a Witch will visit or explore an area, place or attraction in western NY that has a dark, spooky past, or lends itself to the darkness we long to explore.
Exploring the Dark Side of Western New York: Frightworld Screampark
For this installment of western NY's dark side, we come to Frightworld Screampark, WNY's premiere haunted house attraction. This year, we again sat down with Stephen Szortyka, GM and Director of Operations for Eeire Productions and Frightworld America's Screampark, to talk about what makes Frightworld so widely popular-- and wildly unique-- in western New York.
Stephen, thank you so much for sitting down with us to talk about Frightworld this year. Ghost and WhataWitch are dying to know….
What new things can we expect this year?
With our transition from the Northtowns to Depew, our customers can expect all BRAND NEW floor plans as well as a brand new attraction: INSANITY.
Frightworld is in a different location this year. What advantages do you see in the new space?
We are really excited about the new location! We are back in Depew in a 70,000 square ft building. It’s a great area! We have more space to make our attractions larger than before and more space to bring fear to our customers. Its been a great year thus far!
Your haunted houses are huge, and massively detailed. Eerie Asylum alone is so intricately detailed. When do you start planning for your setup each year?
That’s a great question! We spend all year brainstorming different ideas and concepts that will intrigue our fans. We are constantly trying to impress our fans, as well as ourselves! We are really excited because we were able to expand our floor plans for each attraction this year! Some haunts are 50% larger than they were last year!
How long does it take you to build the houses, and how much help do you have in putting it together?
Our build crew and set dressing crew are extremely talented! Depending on the length and size of the attractions depends on how much time. Of course, we would love to spend months detailing an attraction, but that’s not feasible. Generally a house will take 2-3 weeks for build and 2-3 weeks for set dressing.
It seems like every few years another haunted house attraction pops up in WNY. How do you stay ahead of the competition and what do you think sets your attraction apart from the others?
I am confident in saying that we uphold a reputation of a very detail oriented event and our fans expect that every year. Making sure that our event holds up to that reputation is our main focus, and making sure that our scares and fears are current and up to date! Like I've said before, it takes months of preparation and research to understand what works and what doesn’t work. Congrats to the new comers to the industry and we always wish them best of luck in business!
Do you frequent haunted house conventions or attractions in other states to keep up on trends in the industry?
Absolutely. One of the biggest conventions for the haunted attraction industry is held in St. Louis every year. Transworld Haunt Show brings vendors from all over, bringing the newest sets, props, costumes, and technology. We always try to attend other haunted attractions but generally, we do not get the time as our favorite Halloween season is making sure our event is the best experience for our fans.
What is the creepiest or favorite acquisition you have made for your screampark?
We like to give the persona to our fans that once they walk through our doors, they forget that there is a real world out there, and they are now consumed in Frightworld. Once our fans walk through the door, it’s a whole different world. From the main floor to our bathrooms, you will be engulfed in fear and the unknown.
What kind of training are your actors given each year?
Frightworld’s reach extends beyond WNY, having notably been featured on the Travel Channel. Where are some of the furthest locations your guests have come from?
Our furthest fans have come from as far as Hong Kong and Taiwan, CRAZY, I KNOW! Majority of our customers are from the Buffalo area, Syracuse, Rochester, Canada, and Pennsylvania. We have been lucky enough to be voted #1 haunted attraction in the Northeast and #1 in Buffalo, NY. Our Eerie State Asylum was actually voted #1 best attraction maze as well!!!! As well as being featured on the Travel Channel we were also voted many other awards! It feels GREAT to see all of our hard work, pay off.
Like many people, we were wrapped up in the hysteria that was HBO’s “True Detective” earlier this year. The show was a modern horror and crime mystery that drew largely from Robert Chambers’ 1895 horror book “The King in Yellow.” So, let’s talk about Carcosa from the show. The moment we saw the creepy underground lair in the show’s finale, we thought it would make for a spectacular haunted house experience. Any chance we will ever see this—or something like it’s ruins-- in the future?
Frightworld seems to always fit the right balance of different kinds of horror. Unlike a number of horror attractions, you seem to understand that one cannot live on shock and gore alone, and feature a balance of more modern horror and the appeal of the seemingly older, as with the creepy old asylum. Is this intentional?
Yes, and very good observation! We have 5 differently themed attractions! We want to make sure that our fans are scared. Sometimes, an asylum may not scare a customer, but I can guarantee you that they fear something in one of our other attractions! We want to make sure that we have the ability to appeal to a wide array of fans. Like you said, we need to make sure we have balance.
Many people perceive people in your industry as being “dark” or “morbid.” What response do you give people who say such things, other than “Thank you”?
Many of us are just as normal as the person who is saying that. With normal day time jobs, graduate and undergraduate students as well as very talented industry professionals. There is a business side to this event that takes an extensive amount of time and expertise, between marketing and advertising to managing over 60 employees as well as our digital and media designs, commercials, both TV and radio production.
We often read in the paper about attractions like this- combined with the raging hormones from groups of teens and preteens- causing a bit of a disturbance of the non-paranormal kind. What kind of security measures do you have in place to keep your demons…errr…customers…
Customer safety is our main focus! The whole event is designed around making sure our fans are safe. We employee Cheektowaga uniformed police officers to patrol our event.
We are both dying to know if those claustrophobic balloon passages are part of your exhibit this year. They scare the living daylights out of us in a good way and WhataWitch is eager to experience them again… we all know its bad luck to disappoint a witch, Stephen.
Well I am glad to say that they ARE BACK. No bad luck for me this year with disappointing any witches :)
All Photos Copyright 2014 Frightworld Screampark.
Thursday, October 9, 2014
Exploring the Dark Side of Western New York: The Buffalo and Erie County Naval Park
Tonight, we begin a reoccuring new series,
"Exploring the Dark Side of Western NY," where the Ghost and
his haunted friend What a Witch will visit an area, place or attraction in
western NY that has a dark, spooky past or lends itself to the darkness we long
to explore.
Exploring the Dark Side of Western New
York: The Buffalo and Erie County Naval Park
The Second World War
was a time of unimaginable human loss, the kind no generation since will ever
be able to fully understand. While every war is a time of darkness, impossible
sacrifice and tragedy, the second great war-- in terms of loss, destruction and
the stakes which were on the line, fought for and defended-- has become a
nearly legendary time in world history. Unlike Europe, Asia and the Pacific,
where the destruction of World War II is still seen in so many buildings and throughout
the land, the United States is not so physically marked. However. Some of the
remnants of this horrific moment in time have come home, and some lie here in
western New York, in the Buffalo and Erie County Naval Park.
The Naval Park is home to three retired
battle ships: the USS Croaker, USS The Sullivans, and USS Little Rock. These
floating cities, where men lived, died, killed and fought lie in the waters off
the Buffalo harbor, having become one of a kind floating museums to that dark
time, a part of our past. Stepping from the vibrant, busy Buffalo waterfront
and onto these ships is a feeling unlike any other; stepping from one world into
the next; onto a ghost ship, a museum, a place of such history.
It should come as no surprise that all three ships are reported to be
haunted.
Unexplained things have been happening on these ships since they
were brought to the Buffalo waterfront. Tourists, naval park staff and western
New Yorkers alike will tell you, yes, they believe the ships to be haunted. The
stories, reports and local mythology built around the ships have attracted
tourists and the likes of the Syfy Channel's "Ghost Hunters"
program.
The first ship, the USS The Sullivans, is a World War II Destroyer named for the five Sullivan brothers from Iowa who lost their lives in the Guadalcanal Campaign. Although the Sullivan brothers never served on this ship, reports that George Sullivan, suspected to be the last brother to die, haunts the ship. Like many ghosts, there are several stories about how George died. One account says a very emotionally distraught George dove into the water and frantically tried to find his brothers in the water when their boat was sunk, and George was drowned as the ship went down. A second story sees George desperately searching for his brothers, only to be attacked by a shark. A third account says he became delirious after several days at sea, waiting to be rescued, and that he swam away from the other floating survivors, never to be seen again. However George may have died, in story and spirit, the ghost of George Sullivan has made it home to the USS The Sullivans to live.
We began our tour of the Naval Park on this ship. The first room entered
has photos of the ill-fated brothers lining the walls. Local legend has it the
photos taken of and by George's picture come out distorted. Adding to the
suspense of the room where ghosts may appear were tourists, who had the
misfortune of misstating World War II history within ear shot of WhataWitch.
That day, and all days, she is sure to correct you.
Our self-guided tour took us through of the living quarters and mess hall
of the ship where we were made to truly understand the feeling of what it was
like to live, work and serve aboard this ship. There are countless exhibits
along the way: Marine Corps Memorabilia from World War I to the present, Ex-POW
Memorabilia and Contributions of Women in the Military, among them.
The second ship we visited was the USS Little Rock, which once allegedly was used as a hospital to care for men injured in battle on another ship. Many of those men died on the ship, taking their last breaths in the mess hall. The day we made our tour was a hot, early autumn day. When we boarded the ships, the sun was shining, beating down heat. When we emerged from one of the rooms on the Little Rock-- having spent an unknown amount of time wandering the halls and rooms rumored to house ghosts-- we noticed the skies had darkened. Almost immediately-- while we walked from a control room at the front of the vessel-- the skies opened with torrential, wind-swept downpours. Seeking shelter in random crevices and rooms on the ship as we progressed, running from the rain and further into the small abandoned city where so many people once lived, we saw the ship in an entirely new, eerie light. Another popular legend about the ship is that, in the mess hall during open hours, you can hear recordings of the faint, long-ago whistle that would proceed announcements. More than once we stopped, unsure if we had heard something. Was it the wind, the rain? Or the sound of the whistle lasting, being heard across the years.
In one of the rooms near the mess hall, we stopped to watch a TV
playing the episode of "Ghost Hunters" featuring the Naval Park. Reacquainting
ourselves with the known ghosts and reportedly haunted areas of the ship, we
sought them out, looking for a feeling, a photograph that might show something.
Whether it was a room where a man died, a hallway we knew nothing about or
descending into the brig, the ghosts of so many years ago were there, though
they may not have been photographed or seen.
Our tour ended on the USS Croaker submarine. Sent to the Pacific theater
in World War II to fight against Japan's Merchant Marine and Navy, the Croaker
boasts six World War II Pacific war patrols and three battle stars. Going
down into the submarine, you are instantly thrust into the world the men who
once staffed these vessels lived in, even more intimately than the first two
ships. As you walk the length of the submarine, ducking and watching your head
as you fit yourself through a door, and further lose yourself in a world of
metal and cramped quarters, you feel a sense of unknown anxiety, as you wonder
what it could possibly have been like to live in these walls, so far under the
water, in an endlessly dangerous war. In a sense, you feel the ghosts of all
the men who must have gone through so much, so many years ago. Additionally, submarines are creepy. Period.
Leaving the ships and looking back at them, you are struck with
the awesome feeling that in such a space, that you can see from the dock, so
much history happened, so much of it so painful, difficult and noble. Like a
cemetery the vessels stand, testaments to those who once lived, and who-- in
stories of heroism, tragedy and ghosts-- live on. All in the Buffalo
harbor.
-by
Ghost and WhataWitch
Thursday, October 2, 2014
A World Where There Are Octobers
Welcome back, October. How I have missed you. The weather, the cool, the colors begin. The harvest, the abundance, the peak of life. Is there a better way to ring the month where autumn takes full hold, than in a pumpkin patch?
I don't believe so. This past Sunday, a visit to Kelkenberg Farms in Akron, New York. A warm morning, a quiet farm of several acres. Fourteen dollars allows one a ticket to the corn maze and the pumpkin patch. We wandered around the farm before the horse-drawn ride out to the pumpkin patch. We saw a charming old dog blind in one eye, the chickens, the goats, the horses. We walked through rows and rows of mums, past corn stalks for sale and into a country store that smelled of candle wax and pumpkin spice.
And then we boarded the cart. The horses take you a distance from the main farm, and out to the pumpkin patch. Having not been in such a pumpkin patch for many years, the childlike glee that filled my Halloween haunted soul was almost too much to take. Unlike many farms and places where pumpkins are sold, Kelkenberg allows you to pick any pumpkin, regardless of size. We walked amongst the rows of pumpkin vines, bright orange decaying pumpkins, perfectly shaped pumpkins, enormous pumpkins. In search of the great pumpkin, the one I would take home.
In the end, I decided on the largest pumpkin I'd ever brought home. Not the biggest one from the patch of so many, but the largest one the best for carving that I could find. This decision I regretted almost instantly on the walk back through the patch, to where the horses would pick us up and take us back to the farm; I persevered. Stopping more than once to rest. And am glad I did. Finding our pumpkins, washing off the mud in a basin with a pump. Exploring the corn maze, with friends, a candy apple and cider in hand. The perfect way to welcome the season of the witch, the month of the orange glow.
Welcome, October.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Leaving Salem
From there we saw the Witch House, the only building still standing with an actual connection to the Witch Trials. The House of Judge Jonathan Corwin, aside from providing a look at how a home was kept at the time of the trials, also gave us an opportunity to see a spoon believed to have been owned by trial victim John Proctor.
But leaving Salem, we made the most meaningful stop of all. Before we left, to begin the drive home, we drove to a street in Danvers, and drove down a narrow driveway in between two houses and properties to some woods. A Massachusetts historical sign proclaimed this the "Samuel Parris Archealogical Site." Just in the first few trees in these woods, there is a stone foundation left from what appears a small home. This foundation belong to Samuel Parris, and it was here in his house where the hysteria was born; where Tituba entertained the girls who would go on to accuse women and men of witchcraft with her fantastical stories. Being on the quiet grounds is deeply moving, bringing the magnitude of the tragedy so great it has become a tourist attraction because of its history and the lore it produces home to a place where you know, so clearly, this was all so real.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Salem's Howard Street Cemetery
There was no one else in the next cemetery we visited. The Howard Street Cemetery lies away from the Old Burying Point, the magic shops and the majoirty of the tourist attractions in Salem. We followed our map down a residential street, and crossed over to another.
The land felt strange. Bordered by a Catholic church and school on one side, a municipal building on the other, city streets to the foot of the cemetery and the street of mid-century homes we walked up on the other. But in the midst of this city, this simple, long stretch of land with the occasional tree, and the graves of so many years, there was a much different feeling that the city's older cemetery.
Later that night, we would go on a nighttime walking tour, part histocial, part ghost, and the man who led the tour-- a wealth of knowledge I could have stayed and talked with all night (wearing a stove-top hat)-- told us a somewhat popular, albeit not well known belief that, among sensitive and spiritual people, there is a specific tree, now in the cemetery, that was the site of Giles Corey's horrific death. Accused of witchcraft while defending his wife Martha, Giles Corey refused to admit his guilt or deny the accusation. He was then crushed to death, while being tortured by having 32 boulders and rocks placed on his stomach. Earlier in the day, our wanderings had taken us in search of the address of the old jails, where the victims had been housed. If street numbers were even roughly what they were in 1692, the site would have been on a block housing apartments and a current municipal building-- just acorss the street from the Howard Street Cemetery. And while more than one source gives the cemetery as the land where the Giles Corey was killed, there is apparently no documentation on where in the cemetery that is. According to our tour guide, the spot is by a tree, to a corner of the cemetery now by a Catholic Church. And looking across from the site where the jails once where, one can see him being led out of the buidling and onto the land of the cemetery, to be tortured.
When we found this bit of information out, my feeling of the cemetery made more sense-- mostly. We wandered around the stones, taking pictures and finding the opposite end of the cemetery, where there is a steep drop-off on a hill. And we moved on, to take in what else in Salem there was to see.
Monday, September 15, 2014
The Old Salem Burying Ground
We came next to the Old Salem Burying Ground. The land in the middle of the city isn't big, and it isn't small. Following along the street, I first thought we might not be walking in the right direction for the cemetery. Past houses and buildings and storefronts it lies, simply there. The cemetery, and the souls, that have laid there for so many years.
None of the famous victims-- Rebecca Nurse, Giles Corey, Mary Eastey, John Proctor-- are buried in the Old Salem Burying ground. Most of their final resting places remain unknown, with the notable exception of Rebecca Nurse, who had family who removed her body from the shallow grave where she was buried with other victims near the gallows, and brought her back to the family homestead to be properly buried. The Rebecca Nurse Homestead, in present day Danvers, MA, allows you to visit the historical Nurse family homestead, and pay your respects at Rebecca's grave. We did not make it over to the Homestead this trip, which I regret. Perhaps on a future return trip.
While none of the victims are within the old burying ground, there is an honest and moving memorial to the victims on the outer edge of the cemetery. Stone benches with each victim's name are placed around a rectangular area with an open entryway resembling an unbarred prison, adorned with quotes inscribed on the ground from the victims' proclaiming their innocence. Without graves, walking from stone to stone, from John Proctor to Sarah Good, I was left with the feeling that I had visited them, and laid my respects.
While gravestones like Judge Hawthorne's have been aided in the quest to last through time, others have not. Stones from over 300 years ago stand tall, still upright, many clearly marked up by visitors attempting to read them. White lines made with stones highlight names and dates on grave markers that have stood so long they are decaying their self. The inscriptions for Giles Corey's, the victim who was sentenced to be crushed to death, first wife-- and others-- have been marked this way.
And the stones are beautiful. The level and style of simple, direct decoration used going back what is now a few hundred years are all their own, and standing in that cemetery, in Salem, you understand it. The crudely drawn skeletons with wings, perched atop a stone, the simple designs of intertwined hearts. You understand something about these people. What they believed, and what death looked like to them.
Walking out of the cemetery, we watched a bus of people on some type of senior citizen's tour disembark, and begin to file into the victims' memorial. And then, several other tourists began to wander in. We had, we found, caught the old burying point during a rare quiet time.
View my whole album of the first day in the Old Burying Point here.
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