Thursday, July 1, 2010

The Ohio Valley has it's own triangle of mystery.

This information was sent in by James Hill, whom I met at the Pottery Festival this year.  He sent me an email last year about it, but it was right before my mom had her stroke in August, and I had put it on the back burner.  In July, Ghosting 12 will be out there investigating the area a lot closer. 
There are other stories for this area that I will be adding .  Also, a seperate story about the McCollough Childrens Home will be coming soon.

THE TRIANGLE OF MYSTERY

The triangular isthmus of land at the intersection of St. RT. 213 and St.Rt. 7

In 1774 Chief Logan’s Family was massacred in this area.

Yellow Creek Massacre

Logan’s friendly relations with white settlers changed with the Yellow Creek Massacre of 30 April 1774. A group of Virginia frontiersmen led by Daniel Greathouse murdered a number of Mingos, among them Logan’s brother, (commonly known as John Petty), and at least two other close female relatives, one of them pregnant and caring for her infant daughter. Her children were fathered by John Gibson a prominent trader in the region. These Mingo had been living near the mouth of Yellow Creek, and had been lured to the cabin of Joshua Baker, a settler and rum trader who lived across the Ohio River from their village. The Natives in Baker’s cabin were all murdered, except for the infant child, who was spared with the intention of giving her to her father. At least two canoes were dispatched from the Yellow Creek village, but they were repelled by Greathouse’s men concealed along the river. In all, approximately a dozen were murdered in the cabin and on the river. Logan was not present in the area when the massacre took place and was summoned to return by runners.  (I was told that the massacre was far more wide spread than just these few people.  It was his whole family.  Aunts, Uncles, brothers, sisters.  Cousins, everyone was massacred.  That was why he said "Who shall mourn?")

1850 The Haunted Old Stone House in Hollow Rock
See chapter 11 of “The Stories of Yellow Creek” by Robert W. Schilling
A spooky tale of lost gold and lost lives.

1914 McCollough Children’s Home Built on the triangle.
Reference Gordon Grafton’s excellent book “Lost Children of the Ohio Valley” on the home and the sorrows associated with it.

1950’s several nurses carpooling to East Liverpool City Hospital were involved in a horrific crash in heavy fog at the intersection of St. Rt. 213 and St. Rt. 7. The pain increased by the fact the on duty nurses had to treat their own friends scheduled as their relief, and help some cross to the other side.
In the mid 90’s the same intersection was the site of another tragedy as a sixteen year old high school girl’s car stalled in the middle of the intersection and was hit broadside by a coal truck, killing her instantly

Perhaps the most bizarre incident occurred in the same time frame, when two men from the Akron Canton area decided to take justice into their own hands and execute an alleged pedophile. After shooting the man at some strip pits they severed his hands, stuffed them in his cowboy boots and threw them into Yellow Creek in this same area.

Finally just a few years ago a young man murdered his own Father as they sat fishing on the banks of Yellow Creek very close to the same area as the previous incident.
Can all of this be coincidence or is this area truly haunted, cursed, or something else.

Thank you James for sending this information in.  If anyone knows any other details about this area please email me!  ghosting12@yahoo.com
One more thing. James also sent me this:
James Hill July 1 at 10:46am Hi Kim,


Just a quick note to let you know, "Tales of Yellow Creek and Stories of Yellow Creek" have been republished and brought out in one book. It was done in conjunction with a walking tour of the area (missed it dang it). It's available at M&M hardware in Steubenville for $20.00. This is an invaluable resource for paranormal investigations in the area. It will give great hints of where to look and what to look for.

Needless to say I will be going to Stubenville soon. 

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