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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.
Showing posts with label Mass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mass. Show all posts

3/28/2018

MASS MURDER OF 11 FAMILY MEMBERS ON EASTER SUNDAY IN 1975-CHILDREN WAITING ON THE EASTER BUNNY-WHY???

 HAPPY EASTER EVERYBODY!!!

On Easter Sunday, we (my family) do what millions of other people do on Easter.  We color the eggs the night before and make a BIG mess in the process....we get dye on our clothes, dye on the table and chairs and yes sometimes we stick the tip of our fingers in the dye to see if we can dye each finger a different color (ok, I know all families don't do that, but hey...what the heck...it's fun!  Not so fun to get off though. lol). Then Easter morning, we go to church, come home and put on our "comfy" clothes,  have a nice lunch and then it's EGG HUNTING TIME!!!!! The adults hide a THOUSAND eggs and the kids grab their baskets just waiting to hear that one little word.....GO!!!!!!!!!

On Easter Monday, March 31, 1975 the Ruppert family was doing just the same thing.  The family gathered together to enjoy a beautiful Easter day.  But this would be an Easter that the entire country would NEVER FORGET!

James Ruppert, then 41, shot 11 members of his family, including his mother, Charity; his brother, Leonard Jr.; his sister-in-law, Alma; and their eight children — Leonard III, 17; Michael, 16; Thomas, 15; Carol, 13; Ann, 12; David, 11; Teresa, 9; and John, 4 — in his mother’s home on 635 Minor Avenue in Lindenwald. Ruppert was convicted of two counts of murder and received a verdict of not guilty by reason of insanity for the other nine killings. He was sentenced to 11 life sentences, and is currently in the Allen Correctional Institute in Lima.

James Ruppert's early life was troubled. His mother Charity said that she would have rather had a daughter, and his father Leonard had a violent temper and little affection for his two sons. Leonard died in 1947 when James and his brother Leonard Jr. were 12 and 14, respectively.
Leonard Jr. became the father figure of the family and constantly picked on James during their upbringing. At 16, James was so dissatisfied with his home life that he ran away and attempted to commit suicide by hanging himself with a sheet. He was unsuccessful and returned home.

At the age of 41 James had moved back in with his 65-year-old mother Charity Ruppert in Hamilton, Ohio. Charity was frustrated with her son's inability to hold a steady job and his constant drinking; she threatened to evict him. James also owed his mother and brother money, having lost what little he had in the stock market crash of 1973-4.

On Easter Sunday, the eight children of James' older brother Leonard, were enjoying an Easter egg hunt in the front yard, while the adults were making lunch in the kitchen. At 4:00PM James woke from his hangover, loaded a .357 magnum, two .22 caliber handguns and a rifle. He killed his brother, sister-in-law/ex-girlfriend, and mother. Then he killed his nephew David, and nieces Teresa and Carol in the kitchen. He then went to the living room and killed his niece Ann and four nephews, Leonard, Michael, Thomas and John.

He killed his victims by shooting them with a disabling shot and finishing them off with a shot to the head or through the heart. The whole massacre took 5 minutes. James sat in the house for three hours before calling the police. County prosecutor John Holcomb viewed the crime scene and stated that there was so much blood on the first floor, it was dripping through the floorboards into the basement, which to this day can still be seen on the wood. A total of 35 shots had been fired by Ruppert and all 4 weapons were recovered at the scene.

The night before the murders James went out as he did nearly every night. At the 19th Hole Cocktail Lounge he talked with employee Wanda Bishop, a 28-year-old mother of 5. She would later state that James told her he was frustrated with his mother's demands on him and his impending eviction and that he needed to solve the problem. He left the bar at 11:00 PM that night and later returned. When Bishop asked him if he had solved the problem, he replied "No, not yet." James stayed at the bar until it closed at 2:30 AM.

James reportedly told authorities who arrived on scene: "My mother drove me crazy by always combing my hair, talked to me like I was a baby, and tried to make me into a homosexual". As for motive, it was believed James was looking for an inheritance of $300,000. He would plead insanity, then become "cured" after getting a "Not Guilty" verdict, with all that cash just waiting for him. Unfortunately for James, it didn't turn out that way.

All contents of the home were auctioned off a year later. The first family to live in the house after the murders were unaware of the crime that had taken place. They sold the house after hearing voices and other unexplained noises. Over the years other families have moved in and out.

Even though this weeks post was sad, I hope you can now put it behind you and go and have a wonderful EASTER!!!  
  

3/22/2016

THE EASTER SUNDAY MASSACRE-NO PLACE TO HIDE FOR ONE FAMILY



HAPPY EASTER EVERYBODY!!!

On Easter Sunday, we (my family) do what millions of other people do on Easter.  We color the eggs the night before and make a BIG mess in the process....we get dye on our clothes, dye on the table and chairs and yes sometimes we stick the tip of our fingers in the dye to see if we can dye each finger a different color (ok, I know all families don't do that, but hey...what the heck...it's fun!  Not so fun to get off though. lol). Then Easter morning, we go to church, come home and put on our "comfy" clothes,  have a nice lunch and then it's EGG HUNTING TIME!!!!! The adults hide a THOUSAND eggs and the kids grab their baskets just waiting to hear that one little word.....GO!!!!!!!!!

On Easter Monday, March 31, 1975 the Ruppert family was doing just the same thing.  (Ok...maybe not the dying the finger tip part) The family gathered together to enjoy a beautiful Easter day.  But this would be an Easter that the entire country would NEVER FORGET!

James Ruppert, then 41, shot 11 members of his family, including his mother, Charity; his brother, Leonard Jr.; his sister-in-law, Alma; and their eight children — Leonard III, 17; Michael, 16; Thomas, 15; Carol, 13; Ann, 12; David, 11; Teresa, 9; and John, 4 — in his mother’s home on 635 Minor Avenue in Lindenwald. Ruppert was convicted of two counts of murder and received a verdict of not guilty by reason of insanity for the other nine killings. He was sentenced to 11 life sentences, and is currently in the Allen Correctional Institute in Lima.


James Ruppert's early life was troubled. His mother Charity said that she would have rather had a daughter, and his father Leonard had a violent temper and little affection for his two sons. Leonard died in 1947 when James and his brother Leonard Jr. were 12 and 14, respectively.
Leonard Jr. became the father figure of the family and constantly picked on James during their upbringing. At 16, James was so dissatisfied with his home life that he ran away and attempted to commit suicide by hanging himself with a sheet. He was unsuccessful and returned home.

At the age of 41 James had moved back in with his 65-year-old mother Charity Ruppert in Hamilton, Ohio. Charity was frustrated with her son's inability to hold a steady job and his constant drinking; she threatened to evict him. James also owed his mother and brother money, having lost what little he had in the stock market crash of 1973-4.



On Easter Sunday, the eight children of James' older brother Leonard, were enjoying an Easter egg hunt in the front yard, while the adults were making lunch in the kitchen. At 4:00PM James woke from his hangover, loaded a .357 magnum, two .22 caliber handguns and a rifle. He killed his brother, sister-in-law/ex-girlfriend, and mother. Then he killed his nephew David, and nieces Teresa and Carol in the kitchen. He then went to the living room and killed his niece Ann and four nephews, Leonard, Michael, Thomas and John.

He killed his victims by shooting them with a disabling shot and finishing them off with a shot to the head or through the heart. The whole massacre took 5 minutes. James sat in the house for three hours before calling the police. County prosecutor John Holcomb viewed the crime scene and stated that there was so much blood on the first floor, it was dripping through the floorboards into the basement, which to this day can still be seen on the wood. A total of 35 shots had been fired by Ruppert and all 4 weapons were recovered at the scene.




The night before the murders James went out as he did nearly every night. At the 19th Hole Cocktail Lounge he talked with employee Wanda Bishop, a 28-year-old mother of 5. She would later state that James told her he was frustrated with his mother's demands on him and his impending eviction and that he needed to solve the problem. He left the bar at 11:00 PM that night and later returned. When Bishop asked him if he had solved the problem, he replied "No, not yet." James stayed at the bar until it closed at 2:30 AM.

James reportedly told authorities who arrived on scene: "My mother drove me crazy by always combing my hair, talked to me like I was a baby, and tried to make me into a homosexual". As for motive, it was believed James was looking for an inheritance of $300,000. He would plead insanity, then become "cured" after getting a "Not Guilty" verdict, with all that cash just waiting for him. Unfortunately for James, it didn't turn out that way.

All contents of the home were auctioned off a year later. The first family to live in the house after the murders were unaware of the crime that had taken place. They sold the house after hearing voices and other unexplained noises. Over the years other families have moved in and out.

Even though this weeks post was sad, I hope you can now put it behind you and go and have a wonderful EASTER!!!  But don't forget to come back next Tuesday! :)
  

4/15/2014

CEMETERIES- "A GIRLS BEST FRIEND"

Dark, Creepy and full of dead people.......what else could a girl ask for??? Right? LOL  Ok...I guess that's not EVERY girls dream but for me....IT IS!!!!  I LOVE CEMETERIES!!!  As far back as I can remember, if you wanted a good scare...you headed to a cemetery.  With all the legends of ghosts, vampires, witches, monsters, demons....you name it......you can find them ALL in a cemetery?

Why is that??? Why are we so fascinated with death??? And why is it that when people die, then we still can't let them go....all of the sudden there are stories and legends of the people buried in the cemeteries!

Now, let's be honest, most spirits are tired to a place because of a tragic death, or a horrific event that they died suddenly.....these kinds of events DON'T happen in cemeteries, so WHY would spirits be so active in a cemetery?  Ghosts who haunt cemeteries seem to be a different "type" than you would find in a haunted house.  Now, I don't mean.... one rattles chains and one doesn't.  It seems that ghosts that haunt cemeteries are seeking eternal rest at the spot where their physical bodies lie.  We have all heard of spirits that have risen from the dead for one reason for another and continue to roam freely in the cemeteries....looking for what?........peace.....resolution.......in some cases.....revenge of another......who really knows.  The mystery remains as to WHY we immortalize death with stones and markers.  Is it REALLY for the dead.....of course..... it is out of respect to those who have lost their lives and to help those left behind heal.  But, then why do we continue to want to see them live on as a spirit?  I don't think there is really a solid answer to this question....just because.

One thing that intrigues me is PORTALS or DOORWAYS in cemeteries.  The theory behind this phenomena is that spirits can come and go in between worlds....what I call spirit world and the NOW world.  It has been said that there are portals or doorways all over the world where spirits can come and go as they wish.  But wouldn't you agree.....that a cemetery would be a great place for one?  So many spirits in one place that could come and go freely?  Far-fetched?  Maybe. But the spirits that have been seen, heard, photographed and reported in cemeteries may have something to them.  It has been suggested that portals are crossing points of sacred earth energy lines of temples, churches, stone circles and burial sites.  At this particular spot is where a portal or doorway maybe located.
                                                                                            
Here's the deal...whatever the reason.....and yes I do understand that there are some "ghost hunters" that would disagree with me a 100 % BUT......whatever the reason, I can honestly say, some of MY BEST experiences have been in a cemetery.  I do believe however, that of all the cemeteries I have visited ONLY one  do I truly believe to have found a PORTAL  or DOORWAY to the "other side".  Of course I'm going to tell you the name of it......DRY CREEK, in Terrell, Tx.  I'm not going into great detail about my experience there, you can read about it under the archives (left side of blog)session of my blog under 2013. 

Before I stop for the day I DO want to say one thing.........if you are in a cemetery.....roaming around....looking for the deep, dark secrets that it holds.....BE RESPECTFUL!!!!!  Regardless of the reason you are there....this is a place that our loved ones, strangers and even some "not so nice" folks call "home".  Act as if you are a guest in their home, would you please?  And don't forget your manners....please and thank you. :) And if you come to a conclusion that I need to know about......drop me a line at becksghosthunters@yahoo.com!  I LOVE hearing your stories.

I have listed, just in case your interested, some of MY favorite cemeteries that I have visited.

1.  Dry Creek Cemetery, Terrell, Tx
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzWAJwwLBxg (one of my video's on Dry Creek-not the greatest video ever, but I was trying. LOL)
http://www.9key.com/markers/marker_detail.asp?atlas_number=5257008506

2.  Skinner Cemetery, Pilot Point, Tx
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hp_DrMDE_Hs  (My You tube video)
http://www.cemeteries-of-tx.com/Etx/Denton/cemetery/skinner.htm

3.  First Presbyterian Church Cemetery, Roswell, Ga
http://www.roswellgov.com/DocumentCenter/Home/View/2025

4.  Glennwood Cemetery, Houston, Tx
http://www.glenwoodcemetery.org/

5.  Salem Witch Cemetery, Salem, Mass.
http://wiki.worldflicks.org/old_burying_point.html




Burying Point, Salem, Mass
Burying Point, Salem, Mass
Presbyterian Church Cemetery, Roswell, Ga


Presbyterian Church Cemetery, Roswell, Ga



McBroom Cemetery, Ark
McBroom Cemetery, Ark


Jefferson, Tx
Galveston, Tx



Glennwood, Houston, Tx
Roswell, Ga
Abandon Cemetery, Callisburg, Tx 

Skinner Cemetery, Pilot Point, Tx

Glennwood, Houston, Tx
Skinner Cemetery, Pilot Point, Tx

Roswell, Ga

Arkansas Slave Cemetery 
 

2/25/2014

DO THEY....OR DON'T THEY???

One of the questions I get asked a lot is "do ghosts or spirits PROTECT us?"  My first response is YES!!!  But here's the deal....spirits can act as that "little voice" in our heads that tells us to THINK TWICE sometimes when we normally wouldn't.  Kinda like.....I NORMALLY would take my dogs out every morning to go potty and never look down.....I would just open the door and let them out and step out right after them......been doing it the same way over and over again for years........BUT........on a particular  morning I got up and started my NORMAL routine as always to let the dogs out.  I opened the door......the dogs ran out.....and for SOME REASON.....I have NO idea WHY.......but this morning that "little voice" in my head.....said I needed to look down.  So.....I looked down before stepping out and thank goodness I DID because there was a BIG SNAKE laying right where I normally would have stepped.  Just Good Luck?....Intuition? or SOMEONE watching out for me!!!  I bet you can guess which ONE I think it was!!!



On Facebook, there is a group from Salem, Mass that is always posting the coolest pics so it made me think of a photo I took..... that I think shows spirits or ghosts whichever you prefer to call them...protecting a young boy.  Oh....I have to throw this in......if you don't follow me on Facebook please do!   It's Becky Vickers-Becksgh.  OK....back to the story.....

I went to Salem back in 2005 and I can tell you it was AMAZING!  For someone that is interested in the paranormal I can't think of a better place to be!!!  Anyway, I had taken a ghost tour around the city and of course we walked by an old cemetery where most of the "accused" witches where buried.  Around the cemetery was a rod iron fence with spikes on the top. You can see them in these pictures.








The above pics show the fence around the cemetery.  As we walked around listening to the tour guide, there was this young boy that wasn't at all interested in what was going on.  You know....he was just doing his OWN THING.  Anyway, we stopped in front of the cemetery and the little boy jumps up on a stone ledge that was around part of the cemetery.  I was trying to pay attention to our tour guide but I was sooooo uneasy about this little boy on this ledge!  He was hoping back and forth and his parents weren't paying any attention at all!  I remember thinking to myself......there are a lot of spirits here.....could you PLEASE watch over this young boy because IF he falls......one wrong move....he will fall straight onto those spikes on top of the fence!!!!  Well, below is the picture I took of him on the ledge..........and well......you tell me........do you think anyone heard me???  One on each side....

I DO believe spirits can PROTECT us, maybe not in a physical sense...but they can give us CLUES to help protect ourselves. They can come to us in a dream, we can hear a tiny little voice, see something we may have not noticed before....but they TRY to get our attention...the best way they can to help protect us and guide us in the direction that God intended us to go. :)  We can't have the mind set that our loved ones WILL ALWAYS protect us from harms way....but when they can.....THEY DO!!!

Close up of the orb in pic #2
I just wanted to post a couple more pics that I thought were so cool that I took at the same cemetery.  I don't think they were protecting anyone....but I think THEY definitely wanted to be seen.
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Look how thin the headstones are.

A man was stoned to death in this exact spot
because he would not confess to being a witch.

1/21/2014

THE FUNNY THING IS..........(GHOST HUNTING DOES HAVE A LIGHTER SIDE)

It's pitch black, and your not exactly sure where you are, but you know your in the basement of a haunted house.  You were VOTED (ok because know one else would) by your team to "GO FIRST" into this dark and unknown place.  All you have to see with is a small flashlight......but you "suck it up and put your "big girl" panties on"...... and lead your team into the unknown.  As you walk slowly......listening to every sound around you........your heart beating out of your chest...........and lets not forget..... trying to look COOL ........but suddenly you think you see SOMETHING......so you STOP dead in your tracks!!!!! All the SUDDEN it feels as if someone has just TOUCHED THE BACK OF YOUR LEG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  You can't help it....brave or no brave.....you SCREAM!!!!!!! Not knowing if it is something EEEEVVVVIIILLLLLL or LORD ONLY KNOWS WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now, you've gone and DONE IT........the DOMINO effect takes place.  Everyone behind you (looking for you to be the BRAVE MIGHTY LEADER) suddenly SCREAMS and the CHAOS begins!!!!!! People screaming........dropping any and every piece of equipment known to man......bumping into each other...........losing shoes.....and basically EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!!!!! Isn't it funny......how when one person screams..............then EVERYONE wants to "GO FIRST"!!!!!!! LOL  Finally, you take a minute because everyone else has left you "in the dust".......you realize that it was ONLY the strap that you forgot to fasten on your backpack that hit your leg!!!!!  MAN what a RELIEF!!!  And now the embarrassment sets in.   HHHUUUMMM do I tell them what happened...... or just go with the old line "something's are better left unsaid???" HHUUUMMMM 

We have all been there......scared but don't want to show it.  There is SUCH an intense concentration when you are ghost hunting.....things are BOUND to go wrong.  The good thing is, for the most part, you can usually have a GOOD LAUGH when they do!!!

You have to have a little fun when you do what we do.  Yes, you have to be serious, but at the same time, have fun.  Now, let me be clear here....I am not encouraging "horse play" or "trying" to scare someone when on an investigation......but hey....like the ol' saying....."if you can't laugh at yourself..........someone ELSE will.......lol........ok..... that's NOT exactly how that saying goes, I just made that up. LOL I think it really goes something like this......"if you can't laugh at yourself....then WHO CAN you laugh at?"

Below is one of my FAVORITE all time funny stories......and you JUST HAD TO BE THERE....to get the full effect of the story......enjoy.......and hey....send me your funny stories.....I would LOVE to know I'm not the ONLY one out there that has been SPOOKED by nothing more than a backpack strap.....:)

Several years ago, a friend and I went to Salem Mass.  This was his first time to "officially" go ghost hunting with me.  Below is a picture of...lets call him Steve.  I can't give you his real name and besides he has know idea that I am going to tell this story.  So  ssshhhh it's our secret.

But as you can see....he is no "wimpy" little guy. Ok back to the story.  So we had gone to Salem one evening and did a walking tour that told us all about the Great Witch Trial in Salem, Mass.  In their story, they told us of the beliefs that once a witch died.... she would return as a "black cat" and could haunt people.  And to this day, many in Salem believe a "black cat" is the spirit of a  decreased WITCH!!!  Well, Steve is listening intensely to every word (as I was) and soon the tour was over.
So, Steve and I decided to go do some investigating on our own.  We went to an "old jail house" that had been abandon for years. (Sorry, I don't know the name, we just ran across it).
 
 It was in October and it had to be 30 below 0!!!!  Ok...maybe NOT 30 below but it was freezing!!!!!!!  We had rented a car when we found the old jail.  So I asked Steve to get out and go take some pics for me because I couldn't STAND the cold.  Being the "BIG BRAVE MANLY MAN" he is.........he said "sure I'll get out and take some pictures for you".  Again, it is very late into the night and we are all alone at this "Creepy old abandon jailhouse".  I am sitting in the car, just enjoying the heater when all of the sudden......I hear SCREAMING  and I don't mean JUST a little screaming.......BLOOD CURDLING SCREAMING and Steve jumps OVER a bunch of bushes....and comes running back to the car, all flushed and out of breath!!!!He jumped in the car and he can't even speak! His entire body completely trembling!!! I thought something BAD had happened.  I was like "whats wrong.....whats wrong??????"  he said, "OH MY GOD!!!!!! There is a BLACK CAT out there that just walked out of the weeds!!!!!!"  I was thinking soooooooo.........WHAT ELSE?????.. then he said "you know...it MUST BE A WITCH!!! I don't want ANY PART of WITCHES!!!!!!" I laughed so hard I thought I would die!!!!!  He was scared to death!!! His first time out......and WHAT HAPPENS......A WITCH GETS HIM!!!!!!! I'm still laughing as I write this!!!  The thought of this "Big Bad" guy running as fast as he could to get to the car because he THOUGHT a WITCH WAS AFTER HIM!!!  Needless to say, that was his FIRST and LAST time to ever go GHOST HUNTING with me. LOL
 
But just between me and you.....and don't ever tell Steve....I think he may have "picked up" a little something from there maybe NOT a witch but "someone or something".LOL