Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Actias Humanias

At 10:30 on the evening of the fifteenth, Newell Partridge, a building contractor who lived outside Salem, West Virginia (approximately 90 miles northeast of Point Pleasant), was watching television when suddenly the screen blanked out, a "fine herringbone pattern appeared on the tube, and at the same time the set started a loud whining noise, winding up to a high pitch, peaking and breaking off, as if you were on a musical scale and you went as high as you could and came back down and repeated it.... It sounded like a generator winding up." The Partridges' dog Bandit began to howl on the porch, continuing even after they turned the set off.

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Addicted to Halloween said...

You should make the journey to Point Pleasant to see the big, metal, Mothman statue. And there's a museum, too.

We West Virginians like our weird crap.

girl6 said...

i am so utterly & Completely fascinated with "The MothMan", there are just NO words.

& this pic is Absolutely Beautiful.
such a Wonderful find too!!!. :)

Rot said...

Same here...I have so many posts on him/it/her....

I hope he's soft and furry like a bat and not hard like a bug.


girl6 said...

hahahahhaha...RIGHT ON dude!

yes, Hopefully, NOT like "Mr. Funny Shoes".. :(

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