Friday, September 14, 2018

Murder By Ghost...?

Often we hear stories about hauntings and things that go bump in the night, but then there are times when so many coincidences leads us to think that maybe there is more to some of the tales than we originally thought.

Carl Pruitt’s Cursed Grave



Photo credit: CoolInterestingStuff.com

This story goes back to Kentucky in 1938, when a man named Carl Pruitt came home one day to find his wife in the arms of another man. In a wild fury, he strangled her to death with a chain before killing himself immediately afterward. (The other man fled.) After Pruitt was buried, visitors to the graveyard noticed that discoloration was starting to appear on his tombstone, and it looked eerily similar to a chain.

Before long, a boy trying to impress his friends chipped the tombstone by throwing a rock and immediately afterward fell victim to a freak accident that claimed his life—his bicycle chain somehow came off and strangled him as he rode home. The mother of the boy, naturally devastated, decided to vent her anger on the gravestone, hitting it repeatedly with an ax. The following day, she, too, became a victim of the Pruitt grave’s curse. She was found strangled by her own clothesline, which had inexplicably wrapped about her neck as she was hanging laundry.

Not long after that, there was another incident which cemented the grave’s reputation for being cursed. A farmer fired a gun at the tombstone while passing the graveyard in his wagon. The horses sped up, frightened by the gunshot, and the farmer was thrown out of the wagon. As he fell, one of the reins wrapped itself about his neck and strangled him. By now, the number of strangulations linked with the grave was starting to look like more than a coincidence, but that didn’t stop two policemen from tempting fate by trying to take photos of themselves at the graveside. When they drove away from the cemetery, they noticed they were being followed by a bright light. As they sped away, the vehicle crashed into a fence, and one of the policeman died, his head almost entirely severed by the chain that hung between the fence posts.

For years, people avoided the cemetery, terrified of meeting a hideous death, but in the 1940s, one man decided that he would take the risk of attacking the tombstone with a hammer. He was later found dead by the cemetery gates. How did he die? Yes, you guessed it: He was strangled by the chain that locked the cemetery gates. It’s no wonder that shortly afterward, the cemetery was stripped, and the cursed tombstone was removed permanently.

Just seems to me that this tale from Listverse has way too many coincidences not to have at least a kernel of truth to it. Just a thought...

Coffee in the kitchen again. Lemon snap cookies to share.

6 comments:

Mamahen said...

That gave me cold chills just reading it! I'll wait for daylight to join everyone. Save me a cookie please:))

linda m said...

That is just too creepy. remind name never to visit that cemetery. Have a great weekend. Save me a cookie, please, I'm on my way.

Momlady said...

Would definitely stay away. Hope you've battened down the hatches.

HermitJim said...

Hey Mamahen...
It is a bit creepy, isn't it?
Thanks for stopping by this morning!


Hey Linda...
I wouldn't want to visit it either.
Thanks for coming over today!


Hey Momlady...
Hatches are all battened down, just in case!
Thanks for the visit this morning!

JO said...

Yep that's creepy.

Coffee with a cookie sounds good to me

HermitJim said...

Hey Jo...
In that case, come on down, dear!
Thanks for dropping by today!