In my life thus far I have only had a few things that I have seen, that I could not explain or debunk. And though I love shows like Ghost Hunters and Ghost Hunters International and what they do, I cannot say whether I believe in ghosts or not. I do believe that the spirit carries on and that there may be some people who are more sensitive to those energies than others. I also believe that there are certain places that those spirits emit stronger energies as well. With all the will and bloodshed at Gettysburg, I would have to say that it is definitely one of the more spiritually active areas.
The Scranton Lace Company 1890-2002
Like the play by American playwright Joseph Kesselring, written in 1939 the Scranton Lace Company adventure would turn out to be both beautiful, and deadly with a twist of dark comedy thrown in for good measure.
Our day starts with a tip from a fellow photographer on checking out the abandoned Scranton Lace Company building in Scranton, PA. This old derelict occupies two city blocks and at the time housed several large lace looms, a theater, bowling alley, showroom, full galley kitchen, gymnasium, infirmary, and the companies famous clock tower. The Scranton Lace Company was a stand up business that seemed to take very good care of its employees.
As you may or may not recall from my “Valley of the Dolls House” entry, Saturday, myself and my friend Lou were supposed to be shooting an old ballroom located in downtown Sayre, Pa. Turns out the guy that we contacted misunderstood which ballroom we were talking about. Who knew there was more than one in the whole state of Pennsylvania let alone the Sayre, Athens area. Well, as it turns out, the one he was talking about was in his HOUSE! Now I don’t know about you, but before today, I knew about negative 10 people who would have a ballroom in their house. I take that back, I know Elton John does but he’s dead and I really don’t know him. (ed. note; Elton John is NOT dead) Anyway, after a few phone calls we head over to the gentleman’s house to take a look.
On a recent photo adventure with fellow shooter Louis Quattrini we ran in to a hiccup and decided to stop into a local pub in Sayre, PA to re-configure our day. The best laid plans and all that. So, two photographers walk into a bar…. oh, have you already heard this one? I bet you haven’t.
A while back I did a shoot at a really cool old theatre in Blossburg, PA called the Victoria. To this date it has been one of my most popular stories and galleries here on my site. Through that shoot I met the wonderful owners Tom and Tonya MacNamara and Tonya’s dad, Pete Gorda. While I was shooting various parts of the theater Pete and the family looked on in wonderment and at one point, Pete approached me, gave me a nudge and whispered, “You have to see my barn sometime”. Then he gave me a smile and a wink and wandered off into the theater somewhere. Since the shoot I have tried to help the theater with a new website and promotion, and my band “Wendy Owens and Renegade” did a show there, and about a week ago, Tonya sent me an email exclaiming that Pete just bought a church! And, if I were interested that I should contact her to arrange to come down and do another shoot. I love this stuff so there was no way I was going to say, “no” to an opportunity like this. We quickly set up a date and thus the adventure was set into motion.
This story starts with a circle. Not a circle drawn in the sand or on a chalk board, but more a circle of motion, in life. A realization of sorts, a realization of circles that continually intertwine like a Moebius strip.