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Behind Every Cloud is a Kindred Spirit (BECKS)I lost my grandfather when I was 17. I had a VERY difficult time getting over it. How could I still communicate with him? I loved him so much I didn't think I could live without him. I read everything I could get my hands on to do with the "afterlife" and that started it all...the love of Ghost Hunting and the Paranormal. I have been researching the paranormal for over 37 years!! It is my way of staying in touch with my grandfather. Being a Ghost Hunter is not always as exciting as it seems on TV. Many nights I have sat in the dark and not a thing happened. BUT it is those times you DO get that one voice, that one explainable picture or have an experience that sends chills down your back that makes it sooo worth it all!!! My purpose of this blog is not to make people believe in ghosts but maybe to open their minds just a little bit... I LOVE this crazy thing called Ghost Hunting. It is as much a part of me as breathing. I am just a girl that refuses to accept we can't still contact our loved ones after they die. My grandfather won't let me.




Exhausted to the point you can barely stand....chained in a dark attic for days with no food or water, wrists dripping in blood because the medal shackles are cutting into your skin, your hands covered in blisters and cuts, burning like they are on fire from weeks and months of hard labor mining for salt..........and your NOT ALONE!!!!

John H Crenshaw made his fortune in the 1830s by mining and refining salt, but because salt mining is horrible work, he had difficulty finding employees for his mines and refinery.  Although Illinois law prohibited slavery, Crenshaw discovered a loophole that allowed for leasing slaves from Southern owners.  He hated having to pay for their use, however, so he hired thugs to kidnap free blackmen and women who were then forced to work in the mines and refinery.  Sequestering his captives in the attic of his Hickory Hill house, he kept them chained and shackled every minute of every day they were not working.  An added bonus came in the form of nearly three hundred infants who were born to his captive women and who Crenshaw raised until they were old enough to be smuggled to the South and sold.  In 1842, Crenshaw was arrested on charges of slaves trading.  His money and power guaranteed that he was never sent to prison, and the full extent of Crenshaw's crimes did not come to light until after he sold the house in the mid-1860s.  By then, it was massively haunted by the spirits of those he had held in captivity.

In the 1920s, Hickory Hills was opened as a private museum, and from the start, visitors reported frightening experiences in the attic.  As they climbed the stairs, guest were overcome with feelings of anxiety and dread and reported screams, moans, whimpers, and the sound of dozens of unintelligible, mumbling voices emanating from the attic walls.  At least 150 people have attempted to spend the night in the attic.  The first was an exorcist named Hickman Wittington, who died only hours later of going into the attic.  Every investigator since then has run terrified from the house within a matter of minutes.  By 1996, the house had deteriorated to the point that it had to be closed, but in 2000 it was purchased by the state of Illinois, which plans to restore it and reopen it as a museum.  Now, called the Old Slave House Museum.  It is heavily protected as it is not officially opened.  Do you dare....go to THE ATTIC?????

If you would like to check on the progress of the Old Slave House Museum go to www.illinoishistory.gov or calling them at (217)758-1511.



michele said...

The Old Slave house sounds like an amazing paranormal opportunity. I wonder if the construction crew is having a hard time working on the place? Bet we'll hear about that!

Becky said...

Michele I thought the same thing! And I don't think by remodeling the place that the activity will stop. Is that close to where you live?

Unknown said...

I would love to go through that place..

Becky said...

I know! Me to!