Many cemetery visitors have claimed the scary tombstone eyes of Charles Breuer, a wealthy real estate mogul stares at them with his yellow eyes and follows them walking past. But one claim is much more frighting. One evening a man was walking through the Spring Gove Cemetery, the 2nd largest cemetery in the United States. He admired the landscaping and walked by the large tombstone of Charles Breuer. The large, white, rectangular marble tombstone has a bust of Charles – head, neck, and shoulders – protruding in the center of the grave marker. The stone face is carved with great detail, beard, nose, mouth and very realistic yellow eyes. As the man walked by and the eyes followed him, one eye popped out and fell to the ground and landed near his foot. The eye turned and looked at him. As the story goes, the man screamed and fled. The man returned the next day to see if he had just imagined things the previous day and found both stone eyes intact in the bust but found a wet, slimy trail on the ground where the “eye” rolled. Jacque and I took many photos of the bust’s head and the eye. E walked by the tomb but did not notice the eyes following us. This could just be another urban legend.
Investigation Team: Dave Miller, Rosie Miller, Matt Miller, Breanna Miller, Holly Eller, Jacque Kelly
Date: September 25, 2022
I was being treated at the popular restaurant for my birthday for some great German food, so we used that occasion for an investigation as well. We had investigated here prior to May 2019 when the restaurant was damaged by a tornado. A quick history, the building was built around 1910 and first used as a general store and deli on the ground floor while the owner’s family lived upstairs. In 1989 the building was sold and reopened in 1990 as a restaurant.
As for the paranormal, staff claim doors slam by themselves, glasses have flown off shelves, lights and fans turn on by themselves. A girl with black hair wearing a white gown has been seen staring out of the attic window and one time an apparition appeared in front of the cook. Staff have told me that they feel uneasy and scared in the basement stockroom. Some believe the ghost is Genevieve Ksiezopolsli, daughter of the original general store owner. She is called “Chickie”, never married and lived her entire life in the building.
On this evening I obtained no evidence from EVP sessions at the restroom area and near the bar but we did talk to a couple waitresses that provided additional stories and some photo evidence. One employee has seen the face and black silhouette of his body looking out the east first floor window when she would lock up and leave. Could this be the ghost of the original owner? The other employee provided me with two photos taken at the restaurant after it closed for the evening. The first photo looks to be a misty face. The second photo appears to be a person on the left wearing a white dress or nightgown. Our ghost hunting club hopes to investigate during October, one of the only opportunities that the restaurant allows anyone to investigate there.
So, what was I doing watching out for snakes and hiking through this stream on the outskirts of Waynesville? I was retracing the steps based upon an old newspaper article in the Cincinnati Enquirer where over 60 residents witnessed a large lizard creature after it attacked a teenage boy.
Here’s the story. In the north area of Waynesville, Old Stage Road crosses over Satterwaites Run, a stream where in May 1882 two boys Ed (age 13) and Joe (age 11) Lynch made an incredible, terrifying discovery. They were chased by a cryptid called the Crosswick Monster. In the months prior to this, locals reported large unknown tracks crossing over the dirt road. However, on this day while the brothers were fishing in the stream, they heard loud sounds coming from the tall grass. Suddenly a huge 12-foot-long scaly lizard, black and white in color with yellow spots, ran toward them on its four thick legs and feet a foot wide. The reptile had a wide head and forked tongue. The boys screamed and ran towards their home, but the fast lizard caught Ed in its mouth and pulled him to the ground.
Joe screamed louder and watched the gigantic lizard pull his brother along the stream to a large sycamore tree, apparently the den of the lizard. The screams were heard by Allen Jordan, George Patterson and Reverend Jacob Horn. When they arrived, the nearly dead Ed was still in the creature’s mouth and almost pulled inside the tree. As the men ran over the lizard (or as some residents called it a giant salamander), dropped the boy as it climbed further into the hollow tree. Ed was quickly taken to Waynesville’s Dr. L. C. Lukens for treatment and the three men rounded up a group of sixty locals armed with clubs, axes, and hunting dogs. They found the tree and started beating on it with clubs and axes. The cryptid lizard surprised them and instead of charging out of the hollow bottom, it leaped to the ground from a large hole in the top of the tree. Landing on the ground, the lizard stood up on its hind legs balanced by its tail and took off away from the group. Some of the vigilante group dove out of the way and others chased the creature.
The residents chased the lizard for over a mile through the stream, over fences, and hills when suddenly the lizard dove into a hole in a hill which was surrounded by large rocks. The men and their dogs surrounded the hole and waited for the creature to emerge, but it never did. Apparently, there was a second exit, and the cryptid was never seen again. As for Ed Lynch, the boy was in severe shock, had bruises and cuts but survived the attack.
Today, Satterwaites Run is still spooky. Walking through the creek the land on both sides is privately owned. The stream was very quiet with overgrown trees blocking out the sun in this section. It was a dry summer and some of the stream was rocky and dry, but another section was knee deep or deeper with small fish.
Based upon the description of the huge reptile, researchers think that the bipedal creature was a monitor lizard except monitor lizards are not known species in Ohio nor do they grow beyond 10 feet. It is unlikely that pioneers or local farmers brought this exotic animal to Ohio. Due to the adrenaline and terrifying encounter, some of the large group trying to rescue Ed Lynch estimated the lizard as over 25 feet long, twice the size of the other witness’s reports. Still, regardless of the discrepancy of the creature’s length by eyewitnesses, what was this cryptid and how did it get here?
Food for thought: 90 years later in 1972, just 24 miles downstream in the nearby Little Miami River, police officers reported another large reptile called the Loveland Frogman. Satterwaites Run stream flows directly into the Little Miami River less than a mile away from where I stood. Coincidence or just another urban legend?
A lot of urban legends surround the Rock House, a popular hiking destination since the 1820’s. The cave is 25 feet high and 20 to 30 feet long. The length of the cave is about 200 feet and climbing through it I admit it is one beautiful cave. There are many names carved in the sandstone, several going back almost 200 years. In the early 1800’s robbers and bandits used the cave as a hideaway, which lead to the cave’s nickname “Robbers Roost”. In 1835 businessman F.F. Rempel built a 16-room hotel a short distance from the cave. The hotel had a ballroom, stable and post office. I sat at the shelter house just off the trail where the location of the hotel once was.
The urban legend associated with the hotel is the ghost of Mary, a former guest who was found dead in her room. Mary’s body vanished before the police arrived, so it is perceived that someone got away with murder. Rumer has it her ghost roamed the hotel and now roams the trail area and around the shelter house area among the wildflowers.
I did not hear nor see any traces of the ghost which was fine as I did not want to share my tomato/cucumber sandwich with anyone. I have not unearthed any newspaper articles on the hotel murder so this smells like an urban legend and not fact.
This famous cave at Hocking Hills is believed by many to be haunted by Richard Rowe, a trapper who once lived in the cave in the mid-1800’s. During my recent two-day visit hiking the parks many trails with Rosie, I decided to investigate the stories. I spoke to a park ranger who told me that as legend goes, Rowe moved to the cave during the War of 1812 and lived under the overhang with his hound dog until the 1850’s. Sadly, the hermit accidentally shot himself as his musket discharged while he was trying to break through the ice in the nearby creek. Other trappers buried him in the cave with his dog on the sandy floor of the cave that he called home for decades. The overhang or cave was thus named, Old Man’s Cave. Fifty plus years later people found out about the beautiful gorge, waterfalls and rock formations and it became a popular picnic and hiking destination eventually becoming a state park in 1924.
Over time, the area gained a reputation for being haunted as patrons have heard the eerie baying of a hound dog or seen apparitions of an old man in hunting clothing in the cave. Often the apparition of the old man was seen walking along the creeks edge, walking into the cave and disappearing into the cave floor. In 1907, a resident claimed to have dug up the cave grave of the trapper and his dog and found a biography nearby. The book said the trapper loved eating pickles spiced in prune juice.
Ghost sightings increased in the decade after the grave was excavated. Several females picnicking under the overhang fainted when seeing the ghost. Dozens and dozens of sightings were documented.
Today, the hike to Old Man’s Cave (photo #6) was beautiful with the trees turning colors. Back in the cave, I took lots of photos. Even stating the phrase, “pickle spiced in prune juice” produced no EVP responses. There was a plaque in the cave placed near where the alleged grave of the old trapper is, telling his historic story. I rested there a while looking out at the stream below (Photo #5) but observed nothing unusual. As the old saying goes, “there is an element of truth in all folklore”. So, with the past ghost sightings and the history of the old trapper, was there really a ghost or is this just an urban legend?
Located on a small islet on the Pacific coast, it is accessible only at low tide. At high tide, it becomes an island. One of the oldest lighthouses on the California coast, it was built of brick and granite in 1856 to help ships negotiate the treacherous coastal waters. The lighthouse was first lit with oil lamps then automated in 1953. It remained in service until 1965 when it was replaced by a flashing light. Reactivated in 1982, it is active today as a working lighthouse, museum, and lighthouse keepers’ residence. In 1964, the keepers witnessed the massive tsunami that destroyed 29 city blocks and battered the lighthouse islet with ravaging waves.
Paranormal investigators believe the lighthouse is haunted by one child and two adults. Some think one ghost is John Jeffrey, a lighthouse keeper for 39 years. Through the decades, one family after another worked and lived here. Tour patrons have reported being touched or feeling an unseen presence. Lighthouse keepers have reported a rocking chair moving by itself and their slippers moved at night while they are asleep. Keepers have also heard sea boots stomping up the lighthouse stairway especially during storms. Footsteps have also been heard up in the top of the lighthouse as well as the occasional smell of cigar smoke. Keepers’ families that had cats reported that they acted strangely during paranormal activity.
Rosie and I walked quickly across the now dry isthmus to the lighthouse. We received a private and not group tour due to me being immune compromised. Many artifacts and furniture from the 1850’s are still here plus photos, documents and other maritime exhibits. I took video and photos of the rocking chair in the keepers’ quarters and did several EVPs throughout the lighthouse. We carefully climbed the narrow spiral staircase, then a short ladder through a trapdoor into the tower where the lens is located. At the top we had panoramic views of the ocean, the coastline, and the city. I did not obtain any evidence during this investigation. The current keepers said that you can sign up and be the working volunteer keeper for a month at a time. Perhaps some day we can return and do that and really find out if ghosts reside here or if it is just another urban legend.
As the tide began to rise, we walked back across the 200-foot slippery, rocky path and enjoyed a picnic lunch. Several squirrels came begging for food. One bold squirrel jumped right up on the picnic table and crawled over to my plate. I had to politely knock him off the table. As we ate, the tide came up and the lighthouse land became an island.
Crypto Zoologists are very familiar with this creature. This small Indiana town of 1,700 considers itself Turtletown USA and to celebrate its lake horror, holds a Turtle Days Festival every June. The actual story of this cryptoid (which is often called the Beast of Busco) is much more intriguing than the current statues of the alleged giant prehistoric turtle displayed at the city park.
Rosie and I were driving back from Michigan where we celebrated our 40th anniversary with the kids. Churubusco was along State Route 33, so I had to check out the creature legend. Locals named him Oscar the Monster Turtle, after farmer Oscar Fulk who owned the land that included the seven-acre lake. Fulk spotted the turtle in 1898. The creature was spotted again in 1948 by two adults fishing at Fulk Lake. Several other adults saw the giant turtle as well. Witnesses describe the turtle as being prehistoric and as large as a car or boat. The eyewitness reporting’s became a national news story. The community was so frightened that they had the small lake drained but found no giant turtle. Today, locals believe that Oscar resurfaces during rainy nights to eat geese and ducks. All the witnesses are long gone. To me, this has the makings of an urban legend, but the town embraces their history of this giant prehistoric turtle. The Turtle Days Festival is the longest running continuous festival in all of Indiana. The Fulk Lake Horror sort of reminds me of two other crypids, one reported in Waynesville, Ohio and one reported in Loveland, Ohio.
At 14,179 feet, Mt. Shasta is not only California’s fifth highest volcanic mountain peak, but it is big in urban legends and myths. The mountain and the nearby city of only 3,200 people, is the center of paranormal, mystical, and metaphysical activity. The mountain has been worshiped for over one thousand years by Hopi, Wintu, and other native American tribes but in the past one hundred years it has also been worshipped by believers in aliens, UFO’s, Bigfoot, and Lizard-people.
Native Americans believe a chief God fought another chief God by throwing hot rocks and lava, probably just describing a volcanic eruption. They also believe a hidden underground city called Telos is occupied by advanced beings from the lost continent of Lemuria. In the 1880’s they were seen coming out of tunnels and lava tubes wearing white robes, had white hair and were about seven feet tall.
A British prospector named Brown said he discovered an underground lost city in 1904 filled with gold, shields, and ten-foot-tall mummies.
Many believe that Mt. Shasta is the home base for the Lizard People, reptilian humanoids that reside underground. The story reminds me of the Lizard Man, reported seen in Bishopville, South Carolina. In this case it is just not one lizard man, but many.
As for the spiritualists or “New-Age” believers, they feel that the mountain resonates “zero point energy” or “Essence Energy” which translates to the awakened vibrational field of the planet.
Lastly, unexplained lights and UFO’s have been reported many times around Mt. Shasta as recently as 2020. As if this isn’t enough, during the building of nearby Shasta Lake and Reservoir in 1944 and 1945, miles of land were flooded. Underneath the water are seven old mining towns, many former Indian sites and, some speculate, many bodies and cemeteries. My hike in the nearby Shasta-Trinity National Forest produced no evidence of anything supernatural other than a strange cloud that looked like a hand with fingers with a hole in the middle. But with this history it’s no wonder there are so many urban legends and supernatural beliefs here.
Tales of a vanishing hitchhiker have roots in stories back to the 1870’s and in the USA since 1930’s but is mostly considered just an urban legend. However, in 1980, eerie reports of a vanishing woman hitchhiker with a prediction of doom occurred just after the deadly Mount St. Helens volcano. The volcano erupted on May 18, 1980, killing 57 people and causing incredible damage. The first report of the female hitchhiker came about 80 miles north of the volcano when a man driving on HWY 12 picked up a beautiful woman with haunting eyes. She told him of a second volcanic eruption that would take place between October 12 and 14 that would devastate an area within a 100-mile radius of St. Helens. When he took his eyes off the road and looked over, she was gone. Several more reports came into the local police departments of several other small towns near the volcano site describing a woman in a white dress making the same prediction and then vanishing. One man said he was driving 60 MPH and looked in the back seat and the woman was gone.
Ironically, several months later from October 12 to 14 only small seismic events took place. However, a final major explosive activity took place a couple days later from October 16 to 18 with ash flows up to 47,000 feet high and some pyroclastic flows. The vanishing hitchhiker was only a couple of days off her prediction and fortunately the eruption was much milder than predicted. During my drive in the area west of the mountain no woman tried to hitch a ride with me. Although I consider the hitchhiker stories just an urban legend, what intrigues me is that the reports and sightings of the hitchhiker came in months before the October 12 to 14 catastrophe prediction. And what happened? Only two days after October 14, there was a volcanic eruption. Quite a coincidence.
This Empire architectural house, built in 1903 on 201 South 5th Street in Montrose, was the site where a man murdered several of his family in the 1930’s. The house was purchased and moved to the museum in the spring of 2016. Ironically, the museum later discovered that this was not the real murder house, that the murders occurred in a nearby house on that street.
None the less, I interviewed a tour guide who told me about his scary personal experience at this house a few years ago. The guide said that years later after the house was relocated here, that this house was debunked – it was not the actual murder house. It was a different house next to this house in the alley that was the actual murder house.
“I was closing one night and had locked up the brick building up there and was walking down through here and I heard bang, bang, bang. I thought there had been carpenters working around all day and if the carpenters are working in that house, they are sure working late. I walked up to the house and the door was open and I heard the bang, bang again. It was obviously coming from upstairs. I went in and the house reeked – old, dirty, nasty, and unwashed for years at the time. I opened the door to the stairway. It was a short hallway and had a sharp turn, with tight, tiny steps. I started up the stairs and heard bang, bang really loud since I was inside. I yelled, “upstairs, who is upstairs?” I started upstairs, and as my eyes came over the last step the banging stopped. Not a sound. I walked through the entire upper part of the house, every room, closet, every nook and cranny and nothing. No one was there. I did the obvious thing and got the heck out of there. I don’t need this.”
I walked through the house. The house was now clean and furnished in early 1900 furniture and artifacts. I took photos and an EVP inside. Outside around the perimeter of the house I took more photos. I obtained no evidence. Yet, the guide’s story was true and he speculated if a different ghostly presence is in this house, who is it?
Talking to the museum owner/archaeologist Richard Fike, he told me that Zak Bagan brought his Travel Channel “Ghost Adventures” TV show here in 2017 to investigate.
