Nestled in the Pocono Range is the beautiful resort town of Jim Thorpe. Originally named Mauch Chunk, it was renamed in honor of the World's Greatest Athlete, Jim Thorpe in 1953 after his death.
There is a lot of history, outdoor adventures to be had, beautiful galleries and an outstanding opera house, but we weren't there to see any of that. While most people were celebrating the 4th of July with bar-b-ques and get togethers, Fabulous Husband, Bear and I were spending time in an old prison, an old haunted prison. We'll be revisiting the city again in October when the city offers "Haunted Tours". The prison is one of the highlights. Our 9 year old, Bear, was quite enthralled with the entire tour and wants to go back for the haunted festivities. I'd like to come spend a day or two around the Christmas holidays.
When the tour ended, we wandered into the kitchen where there was a photo on display of an orb that was caught by someone's camera. There were no orbs in any of our photos. We do notice them in the photos Fabulous Husband takes of many of the old, small cemeteries that are scattered along the roads and next to old farm houses throughout the state.
Being late deafened as I am, I wasn't able to follow what our tour guide was saying, however, in the end, it didn't matter. Everything we needed to know, the stories she shared along with many others were typed and mounted onto plaques and posted throughout the tour. There were old magazine articles and newspapers that filled us in with many details.
The story of the Molly Maguires and the mysterious handprint (check out Weird Pennsylvania), make this a tour well worth taking.
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