Is there a good way to adhere a piece of wood, about 1ft by 3ft, to concrete? It would be in a doorway as a decorative transition, and I don't want any holes/screws/nails in it.
Full story (plus a couple more questions):
I'm turning a small basement cold room (about 5' x 5') into a wine closet. I've insulated the walls and ceiling, but I'm keeping the floor uninsulated to be a heat sink.
I have 2 inch hex shaped tiles that will go right against the concrete floor.
Extra Question: Is that a reasonable choice? Is tiling directly on the concrete a terrible idea? I want the least insulation possible there, and I fugured that it's a small enough patch of floor that it would be ok...?
There reason for the wood is mostly aesthetic, cutting the hex tile flat against the doorway is easy but just won't look good to me. I wanted to make a point of interest. There will be a flat side against the door, and a half-hex cutout side against the tile.
Extra Question: Is that a reasonable choice? For the appearance, I think there has to be a transition in the doorway. And... how else would you transition from a hexagon tile floor? I really don't want to have a cut tile edge.
I figured if I used a hardwood, sealed/lacquered it, it should be durable enough to live a long time stuck to concrete?
Thanks!
submitted by In the process of switching out flooring and my spouse is in love with the organic transition from hexagon tiles to hardwood. I'm not sure if this is the correct term but it is when the tile aren't in a straight line or cut but rather the hardwood is cut using a jigsaw to fit the tile. I live in the desert so no humidity and concrete foundation. For the hardwood, can I float them or do I have nail or glue?
submitted by We are getting ready to lay our 3/16 inch thick LVP flooring, but we are trying to figure out what we are going to do in front of the fireplace. There was tile before, we planned on putting new tile there, however it’s going to be so much higher than the LVP.
We wanted to do hexagonal tiles that “bleeds” into the LVP. But I don’t think I’ll be able to find tile thin enough to line up flush with the LVP. I really want to avoid a tall transition.
Any ideas?
submitted by Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six A Part Six B Part Six C Part Six D Part Six E Part Six F (Hunt Section) Part Six G (History Section) Part Six G (Hunt Section) Part Six H ---
Sorry this one took so long to post, some really difficult work was put on my plate the last few weeks and the MILF wants at least one of the storerooms finished by November. This one is big so hopefully that makes up for it! This really is a huge entry so I had to break it up into 'History' and 'Hunt' sections. ---
To get from Morgan Hollows to Bleak Hill you have to take Route 12A North for about 20 minutes through a desolate stretch of flat open ground. Route 12A is itself a newer road, replacing Tractor Lane, and reaches straight North between Chatum and Lynchberg before splitting to head West to Precipice Bay and East towards Enfield. An odd stretch about halfway between the Hollows and Bleak Hill is the remains of Lowfield.
I’m not going to waste a lot of time researching Lowfield (at least with the rest of our itinerary to go) but the long and short of it is this: Lowfield was originally a group of 4 farmsteads with no name that slowly grew into a pop-up village when Bleak Hill was a prison in the 40s. Miss Angie says there’s nothing important about it, just an odd block of residential housing on either side of what used to be called The Warden’s Rows. When 12A was being constructed in the 80s Lowfield had already been abandoned for almost a decade so they just plowed straight through.
This unique circumstance makes the drive eerie. Almost like driving in the wake of a tornado. You essentially drive through the joined backyards and concrete-filled pools of the abandoned homes; looking in the large, glassless patio doors while passing rotted treehouses and severed sandboxes. The fact that the road is only used to access Bleak Hill makes it even more isolating since we didn’t pass a single car on the drive. Just silence and the gathering dark while you drive.
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Bleak Hill Asylum, Lynchberg/Chatum town line The Bleak Hill Asylum is an imposing structure made of large rough-hewn brownstone with sharp tarred roofs black as pitch. Vaguely rectangular with large rounded towers jutting from the walls like blisters, it sits atop Bleak Hill on the Lynchberg/Chatum line in the middle of the broad fields between the Southern Hollows State Forest that surrounds The Tall Men and the Northern Lamplighter Trail around Mount Brigham. The low plains run from the East, separating the two forests from Enfield to Precipice Bay. In the middle of that flat expanse is the hillock long called ‘bleak hill’ by the Abenaki, Micmac, Mohawk, and white settlers. The plains were once home to lush farmland, but the hill has forever been barren, devoid of anything save the hardiest weeds.
On April 3, 1878, ground broke on the foundation of the Hezekiah Litzinger Lunatic Asylum. Litzinger was a former Quaker, architect, and British ex-pat who firmly believed in moral treatment but held severe misgivings regarding the Kirkbride curative system. The Kirkbride architectural style (or Kirkbride Plan) extoled the virtues of sunlight and clean air circulation for curative effects on the mentally ill; this was accomplished by its distinctive ‘bat-wing’ design that left each ward’s central corridor open to sunlight and ventilation from either end. Danvers State Hospital in Massachusetts was built upon the Kirkbride Plan, as were the Trenton State Hospital, Worcester State Hospital, and Eastern State Hospital (I hope you’re seeing the pattern here). Such architecture has since grown a insidious reputation as many of the state hospitals ended up with notorious reputations for patient abuse and other such dark shenanigans.
Litzinger believed that rather than look to nature to cure the mentally ill, a religious approach was needed. Looking to esoteric religious texts, he developed an asylum layout based (loosely) upon the Jewish Kabbalah’s Sephirot. Litzinger’s theory adapted the Kirkbride’s ‘wings’ into large multi-floor buildings joined by corridors where the patients lived based upon their level of severity. I’ll see if I can dig up or draw out a rough layout but for the moment hopefully this explanation will do: Bleak Hill is an imposing brownstone hexagon divided up into 10 circular ‘towers’ each with a corresponding purpose based on the Sephirot and connected by crossed corridor ‘wards’ with guard walkways along the edges.
It is a fully enclosed system with no open-air areas, only huge skylights running along the center of the building from the entrance tower all the way to the administration clock tower and narrow windows lining the outer walls. A chain link fence runs from the clocktower out in a square to 3 tall guard towers, fully surrounding the main building, work fields, guardhouse, and graveyard. Oh yes, Bleak Hill has its own graveyard – an unfortunate result of the facility being so remote. Patients were taken outside for exercise and/or work detail in the fields cultivating vegetables, tubers, and some fruits to supplement the standard supplies. Barracks for the guards, a modest parking lot, a separate hospital/infirmary building, and the Physician-in-Chief’s residence are clustered outside the fence well away from the patient areas. Each tower of the main building has 3 floors with the connective walls are only 2 floors but it’s the basement areas that are really interesting…
As the area is known for heavy snowfalls and harsh winters, the basement of the asylum is connected to the outlying structures via a series of claustrophobic tunnels – ensuring that even in the harshest weather personnel would be able to access the barracks, infirmary, and PIC’s residence. The tunnels curve to ensure that in the event of a breakout or riot the access areas to outside buildings would be easily defensible. Despite the ‘enlightened’ attitude of its creator, the basement held larger communal cells for the most ‘irredeemable louts’ resistant to therapy.
Litzinger died of kidney failure due to gout complications before the asylum was completed on August 21, 1879. His close friend and fellow believer Dr. Norton Highwaist was the first physician-in-chief. Under Highwaist, the Asylum seemingly paid off on Litzinger’s beliefs as patient turnaround was above expectations and the rate of ‘full’ rehabilitation steadily grew. This success continued until 1886 when Highwaist left his position. The next PIC was one of the patriarchs of Precipice Bay, Dr. Joseph van der Voort. Van der Voort continued the upward swing and when he left the PIC position in 1898 the Asylum was well in the black and had started getting the state’s attention. Eustace Weatherall, PhD was appointed by the state to oversee the Asylum in 1899 following a transitional period where van der Voort’s deputy took over. Despite his name, Weatherall virtually sunk the Asylum in 3 years and necessitated its absorption it into the state system.
The newly rechristened Bleak Hill Asylum for the Criminally Insane opened its doors on March 13, 1902. Now run by the state, Bleak Hill’s wards were completely restructured to accommodate male and female patients and prisoners. The basement ‘looney’ rooms were modified into solitary confinement cells, the small infirmary floor of the intake tower was repurposed into a guard station (since the compound had a separate hospital building the infirmary was deemed superfluous), and the corridors leading into the administration tower were bricked up so there was only 1 straightforward access point.
In some ways it seemed that Bleak Hill was made to be a prison, from its imposing solid stone walls, to its remote location, and the neat little trick that the very barrenness of Bleak Hill made it impossible for escapees to avoid the eyes of the four guard towers. Nothing higher than crabgrass grew within a mile diameter of the hill providing absolutely no cover.
Bleak Hill continued as an asylum/prison from 1902-1919 until the Ferber Cuttle riot caused the facility to close for repairs. In those 17 years the facility went through 2 asylum head administrators and 1 prison warden. Now not much is verifiable regarding the riot since fire and water damage destroyed most of Bleak Hill’s records but here are the facts (with thanks to Mr. Berry!):
On February 6, 1919, New Stickney Constables Klein Alpert and Warren Goode responded to a disturbance on Fulton Ave. Fulton Ave was home to several flophouses and was a slum near the train station. At approximately 5 am, they passed a narrow alley running from Fulton Ave to Wilde St and investigated strange noises. They found Feber Cuttle (age 32) hunched over the remains of Anna Cascogne (age 21) with a sharpened piece of metal. Cascogne had a wide, fatal, cut running from her navel to her sternum – severing several lengths of her large intestine and liver – and Cuttle was pulling her organs out with his bare hands and “voraciously biting the viscera”. When confronted, he snarled and bit at the constables until breaking free with “superhuman strength born from sheer madness” and fled down Wilde St. He was captured 2 streets away by no less than 6 constables.
Incarcerated in New Stickney’s constable office, he reportedly bashed against the bars of his free-standing cell until his hands and head were bloody and wood planks had to be fitted against the sides of the cage to prevent his violent actions from freeing him. He raved and screamed but formed no articulate words. Several constables, Alpert and Goode among them, were treated for scratches and bites. Cuttle was the bastard son of Irish/Welsh parents and had a long record in the county from Brahms to Birkinsfield, mostly petty thievery and public indecency with several fugues of madness in the past 8 years. To the constables it was clear that Cuttle’s madness had finally gotten the better of him to the detriment of Anna Cascogne. The magistrate declared him mad in short order and the horrific murder of Cascogne the result of spurred advances; Feber was processed and sent to Bleak Hill under heavy guard.
The wagon arrived at Bleak Hill on the morning of February 7, ushered in by a late winter rainstorm that pelted the region with hail and sleet off and on for the next 2 weeks. The Warden at that time, Christopher Meekus (the longest serving head in the facility’s history at 17 years) was present during the transfer, as was the head administrator of the asylum staff, Dr. Topher Callahan. Cuttle was moved into the basement ward for solitary confinement, cage and all.
Callahan was eager to begin treatment but was forestalled by Meekus, who (rightfully) warned that Cuttle was a dangerous murderer driven into a frenzy by the trip and should be sequestered until he calmed. Meekus posted extra guards in the basement and forbade Callahan or his staff from any contact for at least 48 hours.
Callahan ended up waiting until Monday, February 10. As soon as the day shift began, Callahan and his second, Dr. Thomas Kader, ordered Cuttle chained and brought up to the main ward for interview. Orderlies entered the cell and quickly contacted Meekus. Meekus, bolstered by 6 guards, met the 2 orderlies in the basement along with Kader.
Cuttle had been busy over the weekend. Six food trays sat untouched and/or overturned near the slot at the bottom of the door. The man himself was a horror. According to one of the guards he had bitten off and eaten his lips, leaving a horrific red smirk, and gnawed off his fingertips to the bone. Crazed, he attacked the group until being beaten down and succumbed to liberal doses of ether. By some accounts the orderlies just threw the ether bottles into the cell.
Cuttle was transferred to the hospital building under constant guard and fitted with thick rubber gloves chained to his clothes behind his back. A rubber surgical mask was fitted over the ruin of his mouth to stop his near-constant biting. Meekus suggested letting him expire in solitary, an idea that Callahan overruled, but following a day in the hospital he was released back to his cell.
Callahan continued attempting to treat the lunatic through the bars of his cell for the next 3 days. Meekus washed his hands of the situation and turned his attention back to his prison duties. Unfortunately, not much is known of the events that led to the riot that erupted on Thursday, February 13 (coincidentally a full moon).
The events of the riot itself were well reported, however, and roughly are as follows:
- Guards and orderlies were doing their morning rounds and discovered Cuttle lying on the floor of his cell – seeming unresponsive around 7 am. They quickly alerted Meekus and Callahan.
- Bolstered by a group of 4 guards and 6 orderlies, Meekus and Callahan oversaw Cuttle being bound to a stretcher and carried to the hospital. He had been busy mutilating himself again, this time scraping flesh from his back and arms against the stone walls of his cell. Secured in chains once he reached the hospital, his unresponsive body was plied with ether to be on the safe side and left to await the doctor’s arrival at 9 am.
- Sometime around 10 am, hospital staff discovered Cuttle had degloved the skin from his hands and feet in order to slip his irons. Meekus rang the alarms and requested assistance from Lynchberg and Chatum. Shortly thereafter an explosion occurred in the chemical storage of the hospital building and the chaos began.
- Cuttle ambushed and killed a guard, Trevor Gregson, roughly around 10:15 before using his keys to unlock the surrounding fence and freeing prisoners in the exercise yard. From there the chaos and fire spread.
- Meekus and Callahan ordered a lockdown at 10:34, bringing most of the staff into the administration building (the clocktower). Unfortunately, 7 guards were unable to reach safety before Callahan ordered the doors sealed. The rampaging prisoners freed even more cohorts and went about raping and attacking each other. The riot continued for nearly four hours until reinforcements arrived at approximately 2 pm.
- Constables and firemen from Chatum and Lynchberg systematically went through the facility putting down any resistance and securing cellblocks until they reached the main atrium connection to administration. Cuttle was ‘holding court’ as one rescuer described it – sitting in the middle of the room in the center of a ring of fellow prisoners, every one eating the bodies of their brethren. Several had similarly mutilated themselves in emulation of their ‘leader’.
- Meekus lifted the lockdown and personally shot at Cuttle’s head, his aim going wide due to Callahan’s intervention, ending up piercing the insane man’s back and shattering his left clavicle. This ended up being a mistake on Callahan’s part as even bleeding and unable to use his left arm, Cuttle lunged at the doctor and bit his eye with such ferocity and strength that the deranged lunatic cracked Callahan’s supraorbital process and temporal bone. The doctor’s eyeball popped like a grape. Then, thrusting forward before Meekus could fire, Cuttle drove his sharp fingerbones through Callahan’s submaxillary area. Curling the talons, he then tore off Callahan’s jaw.
- Meekus fired again but Cuttle’s movements resulted in a glancing blow off his temple. Cuttle was immediately knocked out and restrained by no less than 3 men.
By 4 pm the riot had ended and the fires were put out. The final body count was 47 prisoners, 8 guards, 4 hospital nurses, 2 hospital doctors, 6 administrative staff (including Callahan), and 31 asylum patients. The hospital building and the left side of the main facility were the most damaged due to chemical explosions, but the basement was beginning to flood due to several broken pipes and virtually every window and pane of glass had been shattered. Cuttle’s emulators from the atrium, all prisoners in the beginning, were moved to the secure mental ward and restrained.
Cuttle himself was locked in irons, fitted with crude metal gloves, straightjacketed, and had a steel muzzle locked over his face. He was unable to move or speak.
The sheer enormity of the destruction was enough to give Meekus a mental breakdown. The state immediately transferred the prisoners and patients to other facilities and the deputy warden, Dagan Poole, was given control over what remained of Bleak Hill. It was Poole who took the raving Cuttle to Dr. Friedrich Guehring at the Weiland-Guehring Institute and the state was all too happy to shuttle Cuttle to the private sector.
Bleak Hill reopened on August 15, 1920 as a state penitentiary and functioned as one until 1956. The prison was a great source of income for the county in the beginning, resulting in the creation of Lowfield, but following World War II the state had other concerns and the budgets became smaller and smaller. There is little to say other than the prison went through 7 wardens during those 36 years.
Miss Angie said that it was the isolation of the facility and the sense of hopelessness that contributed to the high turnaround. She has a very narrow view of Bleak Hill but that is mainly due to more recent events. Eventually, plummeting arrest counts and skyrocketing costs led to the state closing the penitentiary for good and switching the entirety into a state mental hospital.
Rechristened ‘Bald Hill State Hospital’, it was in operation from May 1957 to December 1972. If the term ‘State Hospital’ makes your skin crawl you’d be correct in your assumption that horrible things happened during those 15 years.
With funding cut to the absolute bone and the system in various states of denial regarding adequate care for the mentally ill, Bald Hill became a house of horrors. If you’ve seen
Titicut Follies you’ve got some idea of the squalor and depravity that occurred before the facility closed in 1972. Horror stories about the facility abound but Miss Angie gave me some first-hand accounts from the end of the 60s:
It turns out that Miss Angie’s mother, Camella, was committed to Bald Hill in 1966. Just to clear the air as well: I vastly overestimated Miss Angie’s age when I started posting my experiences. She’s had a…hard life…and she looks older than she is (thank god she isn’t going to be reading any of this!) – she’s actually only 62! I obliquely asked her age when she was telling me about her mother since it didn’t seem like she could be as young as she claimed in 1966. Anyway…
Miss Angie’s full name is Angela and she has 2 siblings, an older sister, Laura, and a younger brother, Joseph. Her father – he who disowned her following a party at the Glory Whole – played little role in his children’s lives by all accounts. Her mother was committed to Bald Hill in 1966 after she tried to down Joseph in the bathtub. As Joseph struggled, Camella slipped on the bathroom tile and smashed the back of her head into the porcelain sink.
Whatever happened, whether it was psychological or purely physical, left her a hollow shell of a person virtually catatonic. She was ruled mentally incompetent and sent off to Bald Hill in the winter of 1966. Miss Angie was 9 years old. Her father, Malcolm, was by all accounts a bit of a bastard and routinely left his three children at the hospital during summer days to ‘visit’ Camella.
Miss Angie’s entire attitude changes when she talks about the hospital. Her normally happy expression draws down into a stormy scowl and her voice gets a gravelly rasp.
“I was only a child, mind you, but I think my memories of those visits are as clear as my memory of what I had for lunch today. I can’t even remember the names of my elementary school teachers, but I remember the names of the staff there: Constance Bauer, Mary Stein, Morton Goode, Taylor Hampstead – these names are burned into my memory forever. I’ll never forgive them for what they did. Now I’m not going to go window-dressing it or giving in to bastardization – I don’t have enough time or hatred in my heart for that – but I’ll tell you about my ma and what happened.
“My mama wasn’t a dangerous sort, so she was allowed to sit outside in her wheelchair. That’s how we spent most of our summers for 2 years, Laura shielding Joey from the worst of it while I sat beside my mama as she shit and pissed herself. The staff were no good, not any of them, and there isn’t any amount of window-dressing you can put on the stories out of that place to make it any worse than it truly was…we were children, yes, but even then I knew that place was hell.
“Constance was the ward nurse at the time and used any excuse she could to have us removed from the building. The head doctor at the time was Hampstead and he was a crooked as a wooden nickel and twice as useless. He had some kind of deal with my pa and overruled Constance’s decisions about us enough that her resentment grew to the point I think she deliberately stopped caring for my ma. No evidence, mind you, but I remember enough of the sullen glances and angry twist of her puckered lips to know she had something to do with ma’s death.
“When Constance wasn’t on duty it was Mary – a nice enough woman but as flimsy as snotty Kleenex. She’d sneak us pudding and sandwiches when we were in the ward. Morton, “Goody” we called him, was an orderly who pushed the patients in and out. He was a nice enough guy, as far as I remember, but he only took care of ma when he had to move her, otherwise she just sat in filth until it was time to go somewhere. She couldn’t speak and never moved, so to them I guess she was just a vegetable but how would you like it visiting your mama and finding her covered in piss and shit overnight?
“And it wasn’t just mama like that, the whole place stank of bleach and shit all the time. Big rooms, the sunrooms they used to call them, just had filthy naked screaming people stumbling around at all hours. We preferred when it wasn’t raining and we could sit outside…those sounds they made were inhuman. I’ll never forget the noise. Papa just dropped us off so he could work and trusted we would fend for ourselves. Not a good way to grow up, not at all, and I still can’t believe little Joey is as well-adjusted as he is with that kind of childhood…
“Mama died in ’68 from a stroke – if you can believe it – but I know she probably died from starvation. A lot of long-term patients died like that. Papa sued the state for negligence, but it didn’t get far before the state just paid us off…a lot of money for a carpenter back then even with 3 kids. Pa took the money and we never talked about it again, especially since he married Jennie the next year. Laura blocked it all out, probably for the best, and Joey refuses to talk about it; I’m the only one who remembers mama now for the husk she was at the end, rather than the vibrant woman who’d tried to drown Joey in our bathtub.”
Following Massachusetts State’s attempts to block the film
Titicut Follies and their equally rapid attempt to clean-up the hospital cesspools it should come as no surprise that Vermont followed suit. From 1970-1972 all patients were transported to other facilities, even incoming people were swiftly diagnosed and sent to other institutions, and Bald Hill closed before any public inquiries could be made.
One horrible story to come out of the place from that last period dovetails nicely (or morbidly) with other tales from Darabont County. It was related by a nurse named Marcus Joslin to the Enfield Bulletin in 1971 before the state sued him out of existence.
In the spring of 1971, Bald Hill suffered higher-than-normal rainfall that resulted in what officials stated was minor flooding. Joslin says the flooding was anything but minor. The basement solitary cells from the building’s prison days had been converted into 1 large steel-caged looney bin affectionately referred to as ‘The Pit’ where the staff threw all the mentally unstable, disabled, or problem patients.
Joslin stated that the staff didn’t oversee The Pit, just put food through the bars and ushered the patients out weekly to hose down the room. Apparently the flooding was worst in The Pit and about 12 patients were left there over a weekend. What occurred reminds me of a tale from Newgate Prison in London except here there are traceable names and news accounts.
According to Joslin’s statement, given to the Sherriff’s Department and printed in The Bulletin, all 12 patients were violent, disorderly, ‘retarded’, and incurable. Staff (including Joslin) were told to leave them in The Pit without food or water over the weekend to see if hunger and thirst could be used to control their behavior. The weekend staff reported shouts and screams from The Pit on Friday night into Saturday morning but virtually no sound thereafter.
Joslin was on the morning shift that Monday and took 3 orderlies with him down to The Pit for a deep clean. When the elevator descended into the fluorescent-lit space it showed them a view from hell.
“The smell was what hit us first,” Joslin was quoted in the article, “it was shit – that was expected – but also blood and a sour smell like wet beef jerky. Everywhere was red, the floor was covered in it and the walls as well with little clean stripes where splashes had hit the bars. It looked like when you spray paint stencils. It was easier to see where the walls weren’t red than where they were, you know?”
Flooding had been enough to put about 5 inches of standing water across the basement and it was blood red. Inside the cage were what remained of the 12 patients. Viscera and strips of skin floated on the surface of the water along with other unsavory bodily excretions. Everything was quiet and nothing was moving. In the middle of The Pit, clustered around a large drainage grate were lumps of misshapen flesh unrecognizable as humans.
Of the 12 patients left down there that lonely weekend, only 7 were identifiable: Joseph ‘Norty’ Northern, Joe Beals, Tom Christopher, Alan Levy, Mike Thompson, Marty Clearwater, and Creedence Shea. There were no records kept of who went in or out of The Pit and the bookkeeping in general of the hospital was spotty at best. The rest of the patients, those 5 unknown souls, were just obliterated into shards of bone and bites of flesh in the gory soup.
It became clear to Joslin as they reached the larger pieces that the patients had cannibalized each other and then themselves rather than starve (although rational humans can live without food for a far extended period of time these were not rational humans). Pieces of human flesh were found in the stomachs of all 7 identified bodies. Joslin also believed – although it was impossible to prove – that the patients performed necrophilia during their insane bacchanal. Of the 12, four had been females, and given the sexually naïve or depraved behavior of the 7 identified it was not outside the realm of possibility that Joslin was right…
Joslin’s interview hit the final nail into Bald Hill’s coffin and the court of public opinion found the state and administrators guilty. The hospital closed within a year.
Miss Angie doesn’t find Joslin’s story too outlandish.
“The place was a mess, even back when Mama was alive, you’d see naked men jerking themselves in the halls and furious couples going at it in alcoves. The nurses and staff didn’t do anything about it, I mean why would they care, right? I remember Laura had some crazy man ejaculate on her in the days before Mama died…can you blame her for blocking out everything from those 2 years?”
The hospital closed on January 11, 1972, although the state dragged their feet transferring their records, so activity was still going on until March but then the building was shuttered and the county tried to forget it ever existed.
There were bids to demolish the building but despite its dark reputation it was a historic landmark of the state and that status ensured that the state controlled who went in or out. Miss Angie says there was some bad business in the late 90s where some teens (we’d call them urban explorers today) snuck in and were found dead some three days later but she was scanty with details. Mr. Berry couldn’t find anything about that so it either didn’t happen (unlikely given who Miss Angie is) or the state/press didn’t report on the deaths (more than likely). Aside from that Bald Hill State Hospital simply sat and rotted away.
Until, that is, 2012, when an enterprising man named Gunner Racerock purchased the land for several million dollars. Racerock was born Gunner Thorson in Flåm, Norway. Flåm is a little village around the center of Norway among the fjords with a population in the double digits. Thorson left Norway for France in his university years and quickly became quite popular as a musician and DJ – whereupon he legally changed his name to Racerock. Obsessed with ghosts and the paranormal, he took the name of a supposedly haunted lighthouse in New York state, Race Rock Light, and moved to the US in 2001.
He invested wisely, unlike some other DJs and entertainers who fritter away their paychecks almost as soon as they get them and is worth somewhere around 120 million dollars at present. In other words, Racerock has money and a fondness for the paranormal. This fondness drove him to purchase Bald Hill in 2012 and renovate it back into its original incarnation – that of Bleak Hill.
The Bleak Hill Museum and Ghost Tour opened to grand fanfare on February 13, 2012. Along with the full renovations and historical tours, the big draw are the ghost tours that take place every night from 4 pm to 12 am. Not that the ghost section of the tour takes the full 8 hours, guests get the normal historical tour from 4-6, followed by dinner and cocktails from 6-8, then ghost hunting from 8-12.
For a small fee, ghost tour members can sleep in the guard barracks following the tour, but we weren’t going to take advantage of that since Precipice Bay is only 30 minutes away. Several ghost hunting TV shows have visited Bleak Hill and have caught some startling evidence, including shadow people, noises, doors slamming shut, voices, and orbs. Since the building is a historical site all amateur ghost hunting must be done as part of the tour and the costs of renting the site for an overnight hunt are astronomically high.
submitted by I know that most code and standard practice say 2 layers of subfloor, min 1 1/8 inch combined thickness for stone tile, but my question is why??
My situation -- sturdy 3/4 inch plywood subfloor (might even be hardwood/old house). Floor joists 16 on center.
Going to use ditra below 3/8-inch thick, 1-inch wide, hexagon marble tiles.
Where I am installing a clawfoot cast iron tub, I am DEFINITELY going to add another 3/8 plywood below it. It makes sense to me how the tubfeet will exact A LOT of weight on the flooring.
But what I can't wrap my mind around is why -- even though stone is significantly heavier than ceramic -- would you need to add another layer of plywood when the weight will already be evenly distributed and contraction/expansion managed by the Ditra??
(There are floor transition issues between rooms that are causing me to be stubborn and not shut up and stick to standard practices. So I'd greatly appreciate a logical explanation that will either shame me into doing it the "right" way or embolden me to keep it at 3/4 inch.)
Thanks in advance!
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