"And I'd've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those pesky kids!"
Posted on 10/07/2006 7:46:41 PM PDT by CurlyBill
By Jenna Russell, Globe Staff | June 26, 2006
MYSTIC, Conn. -- Rain drummed on the deck of the 19th-century whaling ship Charles W. Morgan late Saturday night, as below deck, in the cramped and stuffy captain's quarters, a group of men and women armed with flashlights and digital cameras took their positions.
They were ghost hunters, members of the Rhode Island Paranormal Research Group, who had come to Mystic Seaport, the museum that houses the Morgan, to investigate reports of strange happenings on board the ship. Leaders of the respected maritime museum had agreed to let them roam the 165-year-old vessel, the centerpiece of the collection, for a simple reason: The recent talk of ghosts aboard the Morgan has been a much-needed boon to business.
"Whether they find anything or not, people like that they're looking," said Michael O'Farrell, the publicist for the museum. ``We're not promoting the Charles W. Morgan as a ghost ship -- it's up to you to decide -- but we know people are coming because of [the investigation]."
The paranormal research group became interested in the Charles W. Morgan last fall, after it received e-mails from three people who described similar experiences while visiting the ship on different days last year. All three visitors said they were below deck, in the room where the crew once stripped blubber from whales, when they saw a man dressed in period clothing sitting on a pile of rope and smoking a pipe, said Andrew Laird, the group's director.
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Ghost Ping!!
Shermer has a strong opinion of what he will see Monday: nothing. "It's not haunted," said the California-based author and executive director of The Skeptics Society. "Who can say for sure what people saw or thought they saw? It could be a combination of bad food and sleep deprivation."
Now why, just why, would a skeptic want to deprive a sheep
in the first place.
I suggest he eat some Welsh rarebit and get back to me.
I went on a ghost hunt once in college with a professor and 6 or 7 other students. We visited an old Indian burial mound. They were all running around shouting about what they saw but I didn't see a damned thing. I got in my car and went back to the dorm shaking my head in disbelief. So much for ghosts.
Nothing creepier than an empty ship in the middle of the night.
Good midnight reading!
"And I'd've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those pesky kids!"
There is some thinking that so-called "ghost" sightings are a part of the phenomenon created by the way that time works. Time flows like a river, with twists, curves and bends rather than in a straight line; in other words you may be standing in a particular location in a bend of the river of time and catch a fleeting glimpse of some happening in that same physical spot a hundred years or more before. - For example, we live not too far from a Civil War battlefield (Franklin, TN) There is an old mansion that is still on the site. People have said that they have seen on a particular date a Confederate courier ride up on his horse, jump off and run up the steps to the mansion where the generals were staying at the time of the battle. No. I haven't seen this personally and don't know anyone who has, but have heard that it has happened on the same date (the anniverary of that battle) numerous times in the same manner to different people.
It's just Teddy looking for a drink.
Or is he finally looking for Mary Jo? You know better late then never.
By Jenna Russell, Globe Staff | June 26, 2006
Reminds me years ago of the Boston gay banker who told me things moved around mysteriously in his apartment. This story comes from the all gay every day Boston Globe.
I think your explanation is a good one. I recall reading accounts of apparitions widely seen after the English Civil War. A large group of "ghosts" were seen to be refighting a major battle every day. Some of the original participants in the battle heard of the phenomenon and came to check it out. They were actually able to watch themselves fight again. So this was not the case of frustrated spirits of the dead, as the onlookers were still quite alive; it was some physical aberration in space-time. We do not yet know everything about physics.
"Who you gonna call?"
Another interesting "ghost" type phenomenon occurs in the Smoky Mountains at Cades Cove - only this ghost is an outline of a cabin which has been seen by several people when the light is just right on that particlar site. I read an article recently when we were up there that stated that the trees were getting so big there wasn't enough light to be able to see this apparition very well now. - From the description of the cabin sightings, that one sounds like it is a holograph. I wondered whether or not a cabin on that site might not have been struck by lightning and possibly burned down leaving a holographic effect. - I don't know much about holograms; maybe someone who does can comment as to the possiblity of it. It has to be something explainable, because ghost cabins make less sense than ghosts.
Why would that be? Because if,
"Time flows like a river, with twists, curves and bends rather than in a straight line; in other words you may be standing in a particular location in a bend of the river of time and catch a fleeting glimpse of some happening in that same physical spot a hundred years or more before."
then anything of the seen world would be subject to that same "bend" - cabins, carriages, gunships, etc..
My husband and I have joined a ghost investigation group and are going on our first real investigation at a dance school on Oct. 28th. I'm a skeptic, so I'm going to be looking for natural explanations, but I'm also keeping an open mind. Rule out the natural causes first, then we'll talk paranormal phenomena.
The woman who runs the school said her students have told her they see "whispy things"! LOL!!
I've been to the C.W.M. and stayed at Mystic overnight in our boat as part of the Mystic Seaport Club. I've had access to the museum grounds at night as a child. As much as I'd like to say something interesting happened, nothing ever did, and that's from the perspective of a child with let's say...a "creative imagination".
However I will say that I've had two incidents I'd rather not repeat.
Once was when I was at home in Trumbull, Ct. Lots of "history" there. Apparently my home which I was visiting while in college was having a series of incidents my mother refused to discuss as she was living there with my younger brother and was trying to deny out of existence.
I was looking for my brother who I thought was downstairs (3 story colonial). I had stopped at the top of the staircase downstairs to use the BR. The door was closed but I heard steps coming up the stairs, the stairwar door opened outside of the B.R. door not 3 feet away and shut. I heard the steps going across the kitchen floor which makes a particular sound so you could identify where the person was. I was calling for him to stop because I needed something, don't remember what. I got mad when he wouldn't stop and came bursting out of the BR yelling...and I saw what looked like two white triangles going around the corner across the house into the family room. I thought, "T-Shirt and White Shorts in winter?" These are pretty large rooms so I had to go across the house to catch him. When I got there...no one. There's another exit through the dining room that goes to a foyer and then up to a second set of stairs to the third floor, but he couldn't go that way without me seeing or hearing him.
I became really frightened. I saw him go around the corner. Then I began to think "No, not him. Some thing..." I felt the goosebumps begin to rise and ran upstairs (I'm getting goosebumps now as I type.)
I found him upstairs in Mom's room talking calmly. He wasn't out of breath like I was. I was screaming "Why the hell didn't you stop!" My mom told me to calm down, and my brother was wondering what the hell was wrong with me. My mom said what are you talking about and I told them what I saw, saying that he should have stopped, he heard me calling him. My mom got stiff and told me that he had been there for 10 minutes talking to her. I was getting upset and yeld "Well what the hell was that?!?"
My mom didn't say anything but my brother smiled and said "Oh, you saw 'Charlie'". My mom would never talk about it but my brother saw plenty of stuff, too. He just called it "Charlie" and shook it off. Apparently it scared the hell out of my mom and she, to this day, won't talk about it. I know what I saw but at the same time I don't know. It scared the crap out of me to think about what I was chasing that night into that dark room.
I'm done. taking a break. I may post the second incident later but I need to stop for now. Have a good one...
I was on the Morgan as a child... field-trip in grammar school. Other than feeling confined while inside the ships cabins... I felt NOTHING out of the ordinary. I gotta' bigger kick out of the Jap, midget-sub they had on the grounds. My ex had a 'ghostly' experience in college... and she's not the type given to believing in anything 'out-of-the-ordinary'.
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