Monday, 11. September 2006
Every city has that place. It's a place innocuous in appearance, but even the casual passer-by can feel the malignancy like icy fingers on the nape of his neck. Just standing in the shadow of the building gives a person an unreasonable feeling of dread. The windows are alive, staring down at whoever might be so brave or foolhardy to approach -- daring, waiting for someone to step within its walls. And while such places go by many names, they are all the same. Haunted.
When I was asked to write this column, I agreed with some trepidation. Really, I'm a writer, and haunted houses are not difficult to find, but where to begin? Should I begin with the greatest of all haunted houses, the Winchester House of Mystery? Or perhaps I should start with someplace iconic like the French Quarter of Louisiana. Then it occurred to me, the best place to begin is always at the beginning. So, with that in mind, I'd like to take you to where I grew up, the swampland Texas town of Lake Jackson.
A good list of haunted places around the U.S., with photos, backgrounds and some of the haunting activities reported there: Cold Spots by Scott A. Johnson