Wednesday, March 25, 2009

My own family ghost story...

This is pretty frickin cool. I have invested alot of my time the last few years researching ghost stories and hunting for paranormal activity around my hometown. And lo and behold I had a story right in my own family tree. This story appeared in my family newsletter last fall and I thought I would share it with y'all. Thank you Mom for finding it for me. Enjoy!

Oh, and if you are ever in Barbados, stop by and tell the ghosts I said, "Hi".


Background
Use of the Chase Family Vault as a burial chamber started in 1808 with the internment of an non-family adult female, Thomasina Goddard, in a wooden coffin. Her family had previously owned the vault before the Chase family purchased it. Soon afterwards the Chase Family used the vault to bury two year old Mary Anna Maria Chase in 1808 and then an adult daughter, Dorcas, in July 1812. Both girls were buried in lead coffins. Nothing unusual inside the vault was reported during these internments. The vault was resealed with a heavy marble slab that was cemented in place, a practice performed on all subsequent internments.

The mystery begins when the vault was opened one month later in August 1812 to receive the remains of Thomas Chase, the family patriarch. Astonishingly, the two previously-interned coffins were found to be drastically moved from their original positions. The infant's coffin was found standing on it's head. The coffins were placed back in the original side-by-side positions with little Mary's being placed atop that of her sister and father. Then the vault was re-sealed.
The question of who had moved the two coffins was extensively discussed by the family and friends of Colonel Chase. Suspicion was that the slaves who had assisted at the burials were to blame. Their motive being revenge for the cruel treatment by Colonel Chase. Treatment that was a point of contention between Dorcas and her father. An issue that most believed led to her suicide. Nothing, however, was ever proved.

The vault was opened again in September and November 1816 to receive two more lead coffins. Those of Charles Brewster Ames and Samuel Ames, respectively. Each time all of the coffins were found displaced. Many of the coffins were found facing the opposite direction from their original placement, as well as upside-down. The vault was again opened in 1819 for Thomasina Clark, who was in a wood coffin, and the lead coffins were again found to be wildly displaced.

This phenomenon soon gained notoriety and the attention of the authorities. Rumors began to circulate about other-worldly causes. Lord Combermere, Governor of Barbados, witnessed the coffin disarray at the 1819 vault opening. Determined to solve this mystery and perhaps catch the perpetrators of a hoax, he initiated a controlled investigation. The Governor put into place several measures to investigate human intrusion. The vault walls were thoroughly inspected for other sources of entry. Brick masons tapping on the floor with hammers failed to detect any secret passages. Combermere then placed fine sand on the floor to detect human intrusion and had the door cemented shut. As a last safeguard against tampering, he imprinted his seal in the cement.
















At the reopening of the vault 8 months later, hundreds of people were gathered to witness the inspection. Lord
Combermere's seal was still intact, showing that no one had entered through the door. When the vault was opened, the coffins were again scattered. The heaviest
coffin of Thomas Chase was reported to be leaning against the inside of the vault door. There were even reports of a "bony arm, that of Dorcas Chase, was sticking out of a hole in the side of the coffin." However, the remains of the first (1808) wood coffin was reported to be unmoved. Keep in mind, this was the coffin of the only non-family member! The sand on the floor was undisturbed. Exasperated and worried about the growing fascination, Lord Combermere had the coffins moved to seperate resting places around the Christ Church cemetery and the vault was subsequently abandoned.















Proposed explanations
The supernatural theory of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and others proposed the movings were caused by the spirits of two individuals (Dorcas and Thomas) who had committed suicide and, therefore, were cursed and restless. Was Dorcas reaching out in death to her father for the love she had never received in life? Or was in an attempt at revenge for the ill treatment of the slaves that she loved and respected? After all, the coffins started moving only after she was buried in 1812. I believe it was probably the latter. We Joy gals can be an ornery bunch of cusses when we need to be.
Other explanations were human tampering, earthquake, explosion and flooding. Earthquakes and explosions seem unlikely since neither was reported and no other crypt's contents had been disturbed. Human tampering seems to have been ruled out in Lord Combermere's controlled investigation by the undisturbed condition of his seal on the door and the sand on the vault floor. Also, it would have been very difficult to hide the man-handling of the 800lb coffin of Thomas Chase that had originally taken 8 men to place in the vault. It was this coffin that was found leaning against the vault door from the inside, thus blocking any alleged perpetrator's exit. Flooding seems to have been the most popular theory. Actually, a water-tight 800lb lead coffin would float because the volume of water it displaces is of greater weight than the weight of the coffin (see below for calculation). Other occurrences had been documented of lead coffins being displaced by water (see below). Furthermore, it is believed that a very slow seepage of water in and out of the vault could leave the sand undisturbed. Even so, unlike the other coffin moving cases, no indication of flooding such as remnants of water or wet wood had been reported. It seems flooding would have also been observed in the other nearby vaults.














The true cause...no one knows. The Chase vault remains open, and the mystery remains unsolved.


"I ain't afraid of no ghosts!"


Leigh

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Girl Who Struck Out Babe Ruth

Okay, so last night I'm flipping through the channels taking a break from work and I find this really excellent documentary on Jackie Mitchell. I had forgotten about her over the years and it made me sad. Time and age had placed this amazing woman's story way back in my cerebral hard drive. How many of you know Jackie Mitchell? Not many I'd be afraid to guess.

Jackie was the girl who struck out Babe Ruth. And Lou Gehrig I might add. She was a pioneer in women's sports. Even before Babe Didrickson came onto the stage. Jackie was from Chattanooga, Tennessee and grew up learning baseball from her father and the family neighbor, future Hall of Fame pitcher Dazzy Vance. This is where she perfected a helluva nasty curve ball. When she was a mere 17 years old, Joe Engel, the president and owner of the Chattanooga Lookouts, a Class AA minor league team, signed her to play the entire 1931 season. Publicity stunt, who knows? Jackie didn't care. She was going to get the chance to play big league ball with the boys. And did she ever. On April 2nd, 1931 she faced the visiting New York Yankees. Yep, you heard me. The Yankees. The most legendary team in baseball history. And what did she do? She struck out the Sultan of Swat on two swings and a called shot. But that wasn't good enough. She then took on the Iron Horse himself Lou Gehrig and fanned him down swinging on three. These are the two crushers who combined for 90 homeruns the year before!
Two thirds of an inning was this gal's professional career. Two thirds of a moment in time to make herself a legend. Not even fifiteen minutes of fame placed her in the annals of baseball history forever. And in our hearts for even longer. This small slip of a Southern girl took down two of baseball's finest. And now, that we are coming upon the anniversary of this amazing feat, I think we need to sit back and admire her. Not only the courage that she showed to face these men, but the woman herself. Babe Ruth was notoriously nasty about his views of women in baseball. And young Jackie put it all aside to do what she loved.

What if each of us took this example and put it to use in our own lives? Whether it be personally or professionally, who cares? Face your fears. Forget about what everyone says you can and can't do. Find your bucket list and point to the first thing you see and just do it. Go up against the Babe, throw as hard as you can, and brush him back off the plate. Because, as Jackie Mitchell showed us almost 78 years ago, anything is possible if you just believe in yourself!

"There's no crying in baseball!"
Leigh

Monday, March 9, 2009

Why we shouldn't stay up late...

Okay. There should be several infinite rules in life. One being me and Abby should have never been allowed to move in together. Two, we should under no circumstances be left to our own devices without adult, sane supervision. Three, absolutely no alcohol should be involved. Nuff said. Oh, and four, never, ever add a camera to the mix.

All of that aside, we have decided to launch a new addition to the LA blog. "Bathtub interviews with Abby". Here is the first episode. I can not under any circumstances promise they will get better. ;)

"Yeah, but you know, you was like smelling for it!"

Leigh


Out at the Wedding Photos



















Out at the Wedding Review

Every once in a while you come across such a gem of an item you just have to tell people about it. This happened to me about two weeks ago. I saw a wonderfully warm independent film that is a do-not-miss. The Goff-Kellam Production “Out at the Wedding”.

I chanced across it on the LOGO channel one night and after learning the magic of DVR I have now watched it about fifty times. I've got the DVD on the way. (You know how I love the extras) What's even better than finding a great movie is discovering an even better actor. The entire cast of this film was excellent. But there was one particular stand out. You all know who I'm talking about. We, movie lovers, all have one. Some of us (ahem) several. It's that person that whenever they are in a scene you simply can't take your eyes off of them. Whether they have any dialogue or not. You just can't take your eyes off of them. And when they aren't on screen you're waiting for the next time they are.

This film has one of those and her name is Cathy DeBuono. She was excellent. And I use that word because I had a really hard time finding the words to describe her. She made Risa one of the most endearing characters I have ever seen in a movie. Truly. The subtleties of her performance are what made it incredible. Expressive eyes, a hint of movement, the taking of a breathe, a glance over the shoulder. It was all very impressive. And of course it made me want to find out more about what makes Cathy DeBuono. “I'm not flirting, I'm talking about landing gear.” HAHAHAHA

So I went searching on the net. And boy, did I find a lot. I realized I actually had some of her earlier work. A couple of short films she did on “Girls on Film” and even some 'Deep Space Nine”.
Check it out...


http://cathydebuono.com/

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0213583/

I also came across her vlog “What's Your Problem?” Apparently in her spare time she decided to get a masters in clinical psychology. (I have to imagine that this helps in her acting career.) “WYP” is featured on www.shewired.com. Cathy sits in her living room with various guests and advises on everything from dating, to coming out, to where to take your animals for care. It's clever, intelligent, and incredibly humorous. (She has no idea how much she has saved me on counseling fees. :)

Now, back to the movie, this is the easiest way to sum it up. Here is the synopsis...

A comedy cocktail with a splash of southern comfort and a twist.

Ever have an identity crisis? Tell a little white lie here and there, just to make everyone happy? Well, Alex Houston has got you beat, hands down. After telling her fiancé, Dana, that her entire family is dead, Manhattanite Alex whisks off to her childhood home in South Carolina to serve as bridesmaid at her high-maintenance, estranged sister Jeannie's wedding. As she tries not to steal Jeannie's thunder by telling her family that a) she's engaged, and b) the man she's going to marry is a Jewish African American, things get a little mixed up. For starters, Alex's sharp-tongued, mischievous best friend Jonathan unwittingly starts a rumor at the wedding that Alex is gay and Dana is a woman. When her family reacts in a surprisingly supportive way, Alex decides to go with it. It's easier than telling the truth, right? But when Alex and Jonathan decide to hire sexy lesbian Risa to act as her lover when Jeannie comes to visit Alex in New York, things really start to get out of hand. Director Lee Friedlander follows up her award-winning 2004 film "Girl Play" with this witty, farcical romp that explores the sometimes comically bumbling way in which we come out to the people we love - whether we're gay or straight. As she becomes increasingly entangled in her web of lies, Alex struggles to come to terms with her fiancé, her family and most of all herself along the way.

It's a fun, adventurous, romantic trip through crazyland. With some great one-liners and a very well oiled cast. It was nice to see Mike Farrell again. My Mom always had a crush on BJ Honeycutt. ;) Now she has a crush on Cathy. I can't tell you how weird that is. If you can't tell I highly recommend seeing this. Hell, if I were you I'd just buy the DVD. This one is definitely worth the return trip. You can buy it on Amazon or Logo.

I have to also state that my favorite scene is where Risa and Jeannie have an entire conversation about the progression of their relationship using only one word. Brilliant. Positively brilliant.

And please, go check out Cathy. As well as her vlog, she's got a great new online series with the unfathomably awesome Jill Bennett called “We Have To Stop...Now”. But I'm going to save that for another blog. There's so much to say about it, I don't have the space here. Needless to say, don't miss this as well.

http://www.jillbennett.com/

Two tears in a bucket...motherfu...well, you know,

Leigh

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Cruising through the countryside...











First off...six a.m. is way to friggin early to get up on a Saturday morning. But I am dedicated to my craft. Well, that and a little crazy. Okay, shut up, ALOT crazy. So I pulled myself out of my warm and cozy bed much to the chagrin of Gracie and Nanners and got ready for the day. ROAD TRIP! Two of the coolest words in the English language.

Mike and I set off a little after 7:00 a.m. heading aimlessly towards the countryside. We decided we'd stop and film whatever shot our fancy. We had no idea we'd spend ten hours getting lost in Four Holes Swamp finding some of the coolest gothic treasures the Deep South has to offer.

Our first stop...The UFO Welcome Center near Bowman, SC. Yes, you heard me right. Apparently they are not looking for intelligent life if they are coming to visit South Carolina. ;) Mr. Jody runs the welcome center and on this bright and sunny morning he was nowhere to be found. So we idled around waiting for the little green men and lo and behold not ONE showed up. But I did get to hear Mr. Jody's voice message. What a riot! Our eccentricities surely do shine down here below the Mason-Dixon line.

Then we headed I have no idea where. There were alot of trees and dirt roads, I'll tell you that much. We turned at the last second down this one old road and found the biggest prize of the day. An old church and graveyard that we have now discovered was built sometime in the late 1840's. Now folks, this place looked abandoned as all get out. The windows on the church had been broken out and plexiglass placed over the frames to protect the interior. The graveyard was well kept though obviously not often visited. We discovered a couple of Civil War veteran graves as well as an "Unknown Indian Grave" that was really odd. It was set outside of the churchyard on it's own and had money laid on the stone. New, shiney coins. Odd. As we were walking through the yard I felt really cold all of a sudden. Mike jerked up and started looking off into the woods. I asked him if he felt that. He hadn't felt the cold, but he said he felt like we were being watched. Needless to say we got out of there pretty quick. We plan to go back after dark. I told you I was crazy. At least I come by it honest.

Then we found the wicked shoe tree. I'm talking about something out of friggin "Deliverance", people! We were trying to decide which way to go and I guided Mike down this road because my fingers felt funny. Yeah, I know. Again, don't say a word. The tips of my fingers went numb and I had an odd feeling about this one dirt road. So we went and we found the shoe tree. Out in the middle of nowhere was this old boot nailed to a tree. It was quite perplexing. It was painted and had red stains on it. Freaked me the hell out. After we left we passed this old sugar shack with these folks sitting out back drinking. Mike was like, "Let's stop and get them on film!" And I'm like, "Keep going! Unless you want our shoes nailed to that damn tree!"

Needless to say this brought up a whole other conversation and we immediately started scripting our first horror movie. ;) All in all it was one heck of a successful day. Good friends, good food, good footage, good stories. I can't wait to do it again. Only next time I'm choosing the other road. Freaks!


"I understand your cause for concern but my family is very superstitious, too. We're called Baptists."


Leigh

Okay...Let's try this.

Hello everyone, welcome to my blog! This is my first stab at this...so let's see how I do.

I wanted to start a blog to keep everyone updated on our different projects. As well as all of the goings on here around Chucktown. Mike and I are furiously working on several documentary projects. And I have just finished two more chapters of "The Book". For those of you who know me well, you know this book has been a monkey on my back for nigh on 3 years now. It was supposed to be a historical piece on the life of Ann Bonney. But it has exploded into a massive tome of love, betrayal, and soulmates. We'll see what happens.

Another thing I want to do with this blog, as you can tell by the title, is feature posts with a southern flavor. We have alot of sayings in the South. Phrases that my friends and I have dubbed, "Things you would never hear in LA!" Each week I will be adding a new one. I'll try to explain the origin of the phrase and teach you the best context to use it in. Call it "lessons in colloquialisms" from the Professor.

I also plan on inserting some stories, reviews, things to watch...stuff like that. I hope you come on by and have a looksee and keep in touch. I'm on Myspace and Facebook as well. ;)

Peace

Leigh