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Thanks to Robbyn for pointing this one out to me.

The old house where I used to live growing up is now the site of a haunted house. Well, okay, not exactly a haunted house, but more a haunted field. It’s called “Field of Corpses.” According to the intro at the website, Torrance White, the man who built the house in the 1880s, and his family “found something” during the harvest of 1801. They started disappearing. And then the question is asked: “Why has everyone who has since lived on the property suddenyl [sic] died?”

Well, I haven’t suddenyl died, and neither has my family! So I guess we have to allow them some creative leeway.

I always thought, as a kid, that we had the perfect house to do a haunted house, but the farthest I ever got was stringing up ghosts and bats and things, rigging them with fishing wire so they’d move every time the front door was opened. Now, while they have not gone and made the house itself a haunted house, at least my childhood home overlooks the terror of Torrence’s discovery.

As I grew up in the house, the vast fields around it gradually were torn up and turned into housing developments. You can see that in the satellite image. My dad had the idea, back when I was in high school, to try to save our house from this fate by turning it into a restaurant. People had always been curious about the house and would sometimes stop by and ask for tours (which we didn’t give them… it was our home!). A restaurant would be a good way to save the house and let people see it.

The running and eventual losing of the restaurant is a long story for another time, but the house has since been a place for spacial events (wedding receptions, parties, etc.), and the garage/barn my dad had built behind the house became the new home of a locally-famous pastry shop, Das Meyer. I used to go to the original Das Meyer in junior high, on French class field trips. That the now-old new Das Meyer barn is called the Das Meyer Fine Pastry Chalet gives me a case of the smirking titters.

My mom and sister and others swear that our house was haunted. As a small kid, I made up stories about it being haunted, but I never really saw anything like that. Apparently, the ghosts became more active after the house became a restaurant. My mom said lights used to turn on when no one was in the room. A couple of the waitresses refused to go into the storm cellar, where the wine was kept, because they said it was haunted. My sister and a boyfriend witnessed the sudden and violent opening of a closed door that, after our rec room was built, led to nowhere.

One night, when the house was abandoned and being readied for conversion to the restaurant, some friends and I went up to my old bedroom and gave a Ouija board the ol’ college try. Nothing interesting happened. No lights flickering or doors flying open or wine bottles being stored. Figures I never got to see anything like that.

Well, real hauntings aside, I can not tell you how hilarious this is, this new event at “my house,” and how… bizarre it is. There’s my old haunt (ha ha ha!), being seen by all! I guess my dad’s plan worked.


Robbyn Expounded Thusly:

I knew you’d get a kick out of this! I guess they’ve done it for a few years, but now, with a website, you can share the experience long distance. I haven’t been there, of course. Two and four year old boys prefer their horror of the Scooby Doo variety. Though, come to think of it, they have had nightmares over the one Scooby Doo episode they’ve actually seen. Maybe Scotty has been there. Sounds like his cup of tea.

Saturday, October 29th, 2005 • 2:22pm • Permalink

Shhheeester Expounded Thusly:

AND let’s not forget the fun eventful evening when I was maybe 6yrs old and went out to feed my bunny (which for some really strange reason I kept outside in the way back of the house where it couldnt have been more isolated and lonely!) and on the way back I saw a flash image all of a guy in a chair with a long white beard and a pin striped suit and a cane, but somehow the whole image was in white! If I was an artist I could still draw it to this day..then Mom showed me the book of all the people that lived in the house and sure as Sh*t it was that White guy that built the house! And let’s not forget the time after it was a restaurant and I was standing in the kitchen and two HUGE spice containers smashed onto my shoulders from shelves on each they got to the edge of the ledge at the same time and gracefully fell over onto me is a mystery! And, I don’t even want to talk about the cellar!
Es sooo craazzy!!

Monday, October 31st, 2005 • 11:38am • Permalink

Steve Expounded Thusly:

My mom also had some more to say in an e-mail about other haunting experiences at our old house, and the house before that, even. Most hauntings at our White house were after it was turned into a restaurant, I guess. Huh. Maybe I didn’t get the special Ghost Sensor Module option at the hospital where I was born. They must have been out. I am very attuned to poor driving, though. I can spot that often. Sometimes many times in a single day! That is my special talent!

Monday, October 31st, 2005 • 9:31pm • Permalink

Rodney Expounded Thusly:

“That’s My Haunted House”….sounds like a sitcom.

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005 • 9:51am • Permalink

Denise Expounded Thusly:

I live very close (a few blocks away)to the whole Das Meyer/Field of Corpses area. I have a neighbor that has a haunted hanging tree in his back yard that the city will not let him cut down because of historical value. People were hung from that tree during the 1800’s I guess! The whole area seems to be a site for haunted activity. When there is a full moon, my Husky sits on our back porch, facing toward Das Meyer and howls and howls. I am interested in finding out why the Meyer kid has always been so into Halloween and wanted to do the Field of Corpses attraction. Was he picked by spirits to pursue this haunted venture to unlock some scary secrets of the White family tragedy?

Thursday, February 16th, 2006 • 12:37pm • Permalink

Steve Expounded Thusly:

Huskies are, indeed, great at pointing out haunted happenings. No idea why the Das Meyer guy is so into it. I do know there was no White Family Tragedy, so that was all made up. (Having lived in the house, we knew a bit about the Whites.) But it sounds spooky and interesting. At least he connected it to the real family who built the house and not some made-up name. Like Lekowicz. Who would buy such nonsense?

I’m interested in this hanging tree. That sounds spooky!

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006 • 4:34pm • Permalink


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