Shelley- Was looking at the photos today and took one of you from the side and could hardly see you. And I think the hatchet takes off, at the very least, 15 years.
shakiboo - Surely you didnt think a little thing like hurricane force wind would slow us down now did ya? That was so sweet for you to worry but seriously we did the Newport ocean drive and watched the breakers after touring "The Breakers" during the storm. It was great and quite dramatic I might add. Maybe Barb might like to add to this story seeings that she was driving.
Harry - Unfortunately there was no case closure with this visit, however I do hope to return and get er solved next time.
I gotta compress them all but in lieu of pictures I have a little Borden bedtime story.
Its my story, (as near as I know) and I am sticking to it!!!!
Pulling off the much- anticipated exit 6 at Fall River we were instantly greeted by a nice man in a car that had pretty flashing lights, he welcomed us to town

and explained break-down lanes to us. Especially that part about driving in them. With that done we got out the trusty dusty camcorder and taped seeing the house for the very first time, which might make some long for a box of Depends.......

I am fairly sure that it was me that was hyperventilating, but that was one carful of happy people hooting and hollering that we were at "Lizzies" at long last. With ear to ear grins we entered the house. I immediately had to touch the same handrail the Bordens had used, what an overwhelming feeling to actually be there. First thing was getting on the seventh step and looking under the guest room bed. Those steps are narrow and turn and I always found myself always having to look down when going up and down those steps. For me to turn and look would have been unnatural. But then again, I am a big Klutz so no real big clue solved here. But the really cool thing is you get to do these experiments, as much as you want day or night. Everyone speaks Borden and everyone wants to play. It was fun to do the voices in the sitting room experiment, pretending to be Lizzie in her room - sick. While two people converse until it gets so loud it "disturbs you" and you must shut the door. Actually it is quite loud, depending of course upon ones idea of "disturb"

While getting the layout and the dynamics of the house the line from the song "Daytripper" by the Beatles kept repeating in my head "It took me so long to find out, but I found out" It is really quite the experience and an absolute must for any Lizzite. One thing about the guest bed room I never knew was that behind the bed is the fireplace mantel. Never knew that was back there. So naturally I must poke and prod to see what is what. Got to poking around in there much to the back and somewhat left of center and moved a loose brick which exposed an obscure panel and latch which I opened and there was the hatchet, all bloody with the intitials JVM crudely marked in the handle. It was immediately sent away for testing. Alright I am kidding about the hatchet but there really is a fireplace mantle back there.
I am starting to sound like an infocommercial and I am so sleep deprived, so the rest on cemeteries, Newport Mansions and the piers during a Nor'Easter. Or as Jeff so patiently taught us how to say " Nah Eastah" Scar Jeff? He spend several days with us, I am worried about complete corruption. He was so sweet please let me know that we did not ruin him totally. Ghost hunters at Lizzies, seances, pretty houses, nocturnal wanderings and all the rest will save for later.
The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
Mohandas Gandhi