Six Impossible Episodes: Ghost Stories

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Speaker 1: Welcome to Stuff You Missed in History Class, a production of iHeartRadio. Hello, and welcome to the podcast. I'm Tracy V. Wilson and I'm Holly Frye. Before we start, We're gonna go to Barcelona very soon. Yeah, just a few weeks off. Yes, we are going to Barcelona November two through ninth. And I know this is last minute, but I also know there are folks who fly by the seat of their plants and make some travel arrangements late in the game. We do have still a few spaces available on that trip, so if you've been thinking, man, I just need to get away and have a little time saved up in all of that, like, check it out. If you go to Defined Destinations dot com. Right on the homepage, just this trip says Barcelona six Night Adventure. You can also go to Defined Destinations dot Com slash Barcelona Dashed twenty twenty three. We are both very excited. We're getting to that point in the imminent travel of being excited and busy, if that makes sense. Yes, I we're in the fall, which is always my heavy travel time as I run around and do various halloweeny events. So I have not let myself get completely Barcelona excited. Yet sure, because I have other trips, but every time I go somewhere, I end up telling someone that we're about to go, and all I hear is how much we are going to love it. And I have not been in a very long time. So if you would like to love it with us, you still can right our tour planner Michael, who has made all these arrangements for us, has said that Spain is beautiful in nova, so very much looking forward to it. We have lots of walking tours, We're going to do food tours, a Flamenco show, breakfast ised is included every morning. And this is the third time that we've gone on a trip with Michael, and these are kind of a nice mix of scheduled, planned things to do and also downtime or explore on your own, and so we've had a great time all three times. Yeah, I know that I will have a great time because he is very good at giving you a balance of planned things and time to just hang out and do whatever excites you the most. But rest assured, so Gratta Familia is on the list. So yes, one more time. That is that defined destinations dot Com if folks have been thinking, hey, I need to do something with this time off before the end of the year, and now we can change the subject completely to today's episode. Over the years, we've gotten just a ton of listener requests for various ghost stories, and we have done some whole episodes on the ghost story theme, like the Greenbrier Ghost and the Bellwitch, and we've also talked about some places that are said to be haunted, like the island of Pavlia. A lot of the suggestions that we've gotten on the scene, though, don't really work out as a full episode, so October seemed like a very good time to do an installment of six impossible episodes when we talk about things that maybe are a little too thin to build a whole episode around. This time all about ghosts and hauntings, and a lot of these are very well known in the places where they originated, but maybe not outside of those places unless you are just really into ghost lore. Uh. As a side note, when I was going through our many suggestions to pull this episode together, I noticed that we have a lot that are specifically about haunted hotels and ghost towns. So there aren't any hotels or ghost towns in this episode, but those may come around for their own episode in the future, and just a heads up. As being a ghost episode, there is of course a lot of murder and violence happening and a number of these stories do also involve suicide in some way. So with that we will get started, and our first ghost is from New South Wales, Australia. This was suggested by Cay Scott. In October of eighteen twenty six, a farmer named John Farley was walking home late one night and he saw a man sitting on the railing of a bridge. As he got closer, he realized that that man was someone he recognized, a man named Fred Fisher, who had been missing for about four months. Farley said Fisher was surrounded in a strange light with a bloody wound on his head, and that he pointed in the direction of a nearby creek before fading away. When Farley had this encounter, most people thought that Fisher was dead. He had been born in London in seventeen ninety two and then at the age of twenty four, he was facing a fourteen year transportation to Australia after obtaining some forged banknotes in eighteen twenty two, after serving almost half of that sentence, Fisher applied for a ticket of leave, which was a document that could be granted to people who had been serving their sentence in Australia with good behavior. A ticket of leave granted some rights that convicted people didn't have otherwise, like the right to buy property, the right for people to work for themselves, as long as the person that had that ticket kept following all the other rules and requirements. And once he had his ticket of leave, Fisher moved to Campbelltown became a prosperous farmer. Campbelltown is within the Sydney Metropolitan Area today, but at this time it was really just getting started as a town. In eighteen twenty five, Fisher hired a carpenter named William Brooker to build an inn for him, and these two men got into a dispute over money. Brooker took the matter to the magistrate, who found in his favor, but it seems like he thought Fisher still owed him money. One night, Brooker barged into the inn, apparently intoxicated, and demanded to be paid. This escalated into a physical fight in which Fisher stabbed Brooker. Fisher was charged with assault, and he was worried about what would happen to his property in farms if he was convicted, especially if he wound up with a lengthy prison sentence, So he gave neighbor and fellow ticket of leave man George Warrel, power of attorney so that Warrel could manage things for him. Warrel and Fisher were friends. Among other things, Fisher and his employees lived with Warrel because Fisher had not built a house on any of his arms. Ultimately, a court found that Fisher had been provoked, so he was given a lighter sentence than he was afraid that he would be facing, but he still was sentenced to six months in prison and had to pay a fine of fifty pounds. He was released from prison, but then in June of eighteen twenty six, he disappeared. Warrel told people that Fisher had left for England, maybe to try to escape another forgery charge. Soon, Warrel was also selling off Fisher's possessions. This seemed suspicious. In addition to his sudden disappearance, Fisher only had three years left on his original fourteen year sentence. It just didn't make sense that he would suddenly leave Australia and risk everything he had built. People also didn't think Fisher was the kind of man who would walk away from a bunch of valuable property in possessions just for someone else to profit off of it. On top of all of that, war had bragged to people about being given control of Fisher's interests before Fisher went to prison, and he made it sound more like a gift than a temporary arrangement. The ship Warrel claimed Fisher had left on also hadn't actually docked in Sydney, so Warrel was arrested on suspicion of murder on September seventeenth, eighteen twenty six, and he claimed that four other men were actually the ones who had killed Fisher. All four of those men were arrested as well, but there was no body There was no real proof that Fisher had come to some kind of harm, so none of the men immediately faced trial. Soon a reward was being offered to anybody who could prove that Fisher had left the colony or could produce his body. As we said, it was in October of eighteen twenty six that John Farley said he saw this ghostly apparition of Fred Fisher sitting on the railing of a bridge. Farley ran to a nearby hotel called The Harrow and told people what he had seen, Eventually that included the police superintendent and the local magistrate. Farley seemed really sincere and genuinely shaken about this whole experience, but it's not clear whether people entirely believed his account of this ghost encounter. Investigators did start taking a deeper look into Fisher's disappearance, though, prompted in part by a discovery that two boys made on October twenty fifth. They were cutting across one of Fisher's farms and noticed bloodstains on a fence. Soon, a lock of hair and a tooth were found nearby. Police brought in an Aboriginal tracker known as Namud Gilbert, who led them to a shallow grave containing Fred Fisher's body. It was by the creek that Farley had described the apparition pointing to earlier in October, and that is now known as Fisher's Ghost Creek. The body was too decomposed for the features to be recognizable, but the clothing was Fisher's. George Worrel was arrested and tried for murder. He was convicted on February second, eighteen twenty seven, and then executed three days later. He admitted to killing Fisher, but claimed that it had been an accident. He said that he had mistaken Fisher for a horse that had gotten into the wheat crop. People did not really buy this explanation, if anything, that raises more questions. This is one of Australia's better known ghost stories and it went on to inspire a number of stories, plays, in poems. There are also lots of variations on the basic narrative, many of them with slightly different names and places. Today, Campbelltown, New South Wales, holds a festival of Fisher's Ghost every November. This has been an annual event since nineteen fifty six. Our next ghost story is maybe more of an urban legend than a specific ghost story that was suggested by Rachel and it's from Japan. So according to the lore, if you go into a girl's bathroom on the third floor of a school and you knock three times on the door of the third stall and ask if Hanako san is there, a ghostly girl may answer you. This ghost is also known as tware Nohaniko or Hanako of the toilet. Exactly what happens next in an encounter with Haniko varies a little from place to place and retelling to retelling. You might see a ghost or the ghost's bloody hand, or you might be yanked into the stall, where the toilet may be a portal into hell. In some areas, you might be eaten by a three headed lizard. There is also some variety in exactly which stall hanakohans. Some sources say it is the first stall, some the last one, not the third one, and some say this happens only at certain times of day, including between one and three am, which would of course make this an even creepier experience. Yeah, I kind of creeped myself out a little bit imagining being in like a totally deserted middle of the night, you know, say, elementary or middle school, knocking on the bathroom stall door. There are multiple versions to explain where this ghost came from. The story seems to have appeared first in Japan after World War two, and in some stories, Haneko was playing or hiding in the school and was killed in an air raid. In others, she was murdered in the bathroom, or she took her own life because she was being relentlessly bullied. In addition to being a very well known and widely repeated story in Japan, Hanako San has been the subject of a number of films, anime and manga. One of them, titled Toilet Bound Hanako Kun in English, is both a manga series and an anime adaptation, and it presents Henacho as Mail. Yeah. I don't know if I don't know enough about this series to know if there's background on why that is, but this reminds me a bit of here in the US, the saying bloody Mary looking in the mirror. In terms of like creepy ghost experiences, I like that it could be in any school. We will take a quick sponsor break and come back with some more ghosts. Our next ghost story is the only one in today's episode that is not from the audience mail bag. This one is from my own upbringing in North Carolina. It is the make a Light. This was an eerie light or maybe lights in Brunswick County, North Carolina, west of Wilmington. As the story goes, there was a brakeman named Joe Baldwin who was working for the Wilmington and Manchester Railroad in eighteen sixty seven when he was beheaded in an accident. Since then, he's been on the tracks with a light looking for his head. There's also another slightly different version of this story, which is that Baldwin was alone in the last car of a train when he realized that car had come uncoupled, so he was wildly swinging a light to try to warn another oncoming train that they were about to collide. When they did, he was killed. So he's like now in death, frantically swinging the light to try to warn the other train. There is no record of a train crash involving a Joe Baldwin in eighteen sixty seven, but there was a real train crash in the area on January fourth, eighteen fifty six, and it has some similarities to this story. The engine of a train had experienced mechanical problems near Mako, which at the time was now as Farmer's Turnout. The engineer had decoupled the last cars of the train, hoping the engine could get to Wilmington for repairs if it didn't have to pull the weight of those cars. But then when the engine returned, it crashed into the cars that it had left behind. A male car attendant E. L. Sherwood, had minor injuries, but a conductor named Charles Baldwin, not Joe, was thrown from the train and suffered a fatal head injury. The coroner's jury found that the engineer was not responsible for this crash because there was no light at the front of the train, and that it had been the duty of the conductor, Charles Baldwin, to have hung one there. People started reporting seeing strange lights in this area in the eighteen seventies. In eighteen ninety nine, President Grover Cleveland was aboard a train that reportedly stopped at Farmer's turnout for wood and water. Cleveland noticed that a brakeman was carrying signal lanterns into few different colors, which was apparently not typical, and asked what that was about, and was told that it was to keep engineers from being confused by quote. The ghostly weaving of the Joe Baldwin light most people described as a light as amber or red or occasionally yellow, hovering or swinging along the tracks. Some of the mundane explanations to the lights include static electricity discharges from the train tracks, reflections of lights from nearby US Highway seventy four seventy six and marsh gas from the surrounding swamps. The stretch of tracks associated with the Makeo Light wasn't far from the highway, and starting in the nineteen fifties, going to try to see the Maco light was a popular nighttime activity for teenagers, or maybe a pretense for teenagers to go out at night and get into some mischief or pursue something romantic. The railroad tracks were removed in nineteen seventy seven, at which some point say the lights went away entirely. Uh, this was definitely still something people were talking about a lot for my whole childhood and adolescence. Though, So if the lights went away in nineteen seventy seven when I was to the lore around it sure did not. I wonder if the was there more lighting along the tracks, and so whatever was causing those lights may have been obscured. Oh yeah, I don't know. Maybe maybe our next ghost story was suggested by Roman, and that is Resurrection Mary, a ghost from Chicago. There are some variations here as well, but most accounts describe Mary as a young woman who died sometime in the nineteen twenties or thirties, when she was either killed in a car crash or struck by a hit and run driver. She is usually described as a fashionable young woman, maybe in her late teens or twenties, who had just been out for a night of dancing, so she's dressed up in her dancing clothes. Sometimes this is a ball gown, sometimes more of a flapper dress, but either way the dress is usually white. Sometimes people just say old fashioned. Resurrection Mary reportedly haunts a stretch of Archer Avenue, which is outside the city limits southwest of Chicago. Specifically, this stretch of road runs from Resurrection Catholic cemetery and mausoleums through the village of Willow Springs to the side of the o Henry Ballroom. That ballroom later became the Willowbrook Ballroom, but it burned down in twenty sixteen. So this is a stretch of road that's allegedly running from where Mary danced her last dance to where she was buried after she was killed. Most stories about Resurrection Mary follow the pattern of the vanishing hitchhiker urban legend. So she flags down a passing car and gets inside, but when the car passes Resurrection Cemetery, she disappears. A lot of the people who have said they've had the six pere are cab drivers, and there are also tales about her being seen dancing in dance halls and clubs on the South Side of Chicago. According to an episode of Unsolved Mysteries that came out in nineteen ninety four, the first person to see Resurrection Mary was Jerry Paullis. In nineteen thirty nine, Paulus spent an evening dancing with a lovely young woman named Mary, not at the o Henry Ballroom, but at Liberty Grove Hall and Ballroom. Then at the end of the night, he offered to drive this young woman home, and she accepted his offer, but then changed her mind and asked him to drive her to Resurrection Cemetery on Archer Avenue instead. This is kind of a strange request. The cemetery wasn't really close to where she had said that she lived, and then when they got to the cemetery, Mary disappeared. The next day, Paulus went to her address that she'd given him. The woman who answered the door said that Mary was her daughter who had been dead for five years. According to that same episode of Unsolved Mysteries, Mary was Mary Brigovie, who was killed in a car crash in nineteen thirty four, shortly before her twenty first birthday, but the Chicago Tribune's reporting on this crash gives her name as Marie, not Mary, and her age is twenty one. According to the Tribune reports, the crash happened at the intersection of Lake Street and Whacker Drive when the driver, John Thole, ran into a support for the L train. This intersection is inside the Chicago Loop, not outside of the south side of town. It's about sixteen miles away from the stretch of Archer Avenue that is associated with Resurrection Mary. So Marie's parents, Stephan and Joanna Brigovie are buried in Resurrection Cemetery, and there are some reports that Marie was buried there as well, alongside her parents. Stephan and Joanna died in nineteen fifty one in nineteen forty five, respectively, and there her graves are marked, so if Marie really is buried next to them, it's not clear why she does not have a marker. Another candidate for the real Resurrection Mary is Anna Norkis, who took Maria or Mary as a middle name because of its religious significance. She died in nineteen twenty seven in a crash that killed one other person and injured four more. This crash site was not far from Archer Avenue, but Anna was only twelve, so not the young woman Resurrection. Mary is usually described as reportedly her father had promised to take her to the O Henry Ballroom for her thirteenth birthday, and they were on the way back when the driver had to take a detour and wound up on a road that was not well marked. He missed the end of the road and plunged into a ditch and the vehicle overturned. According to funeral records, she was buried at Saint Casimir's Cemetery in Chicago. There are some vague reports that Marie or Anna, or maybe both of them were temporarily buried at Resurrection Cemetery due to grave digger strikes at the cemetery where they were really supposed to be buried, and that for some reason they were never exhumed and moved to their original planned burial site. I really wasn't able to substantiate any of that. It does seem like there were some grave digger strikes going on when Marie Bragovi died is not clearly substantiated. And so there are some things here that make it seem like maybe they are things people are sort of trying to line up with the resurrection Mary story. Yeah, we will talk about two haunted places after a sponsor break. We will close out this installment of six Impossible epites with a couple of haunted buildings. The first is Rotherwood Mansion, suggested by Mary Grace. This is a private residence today, so you can get a view of the exterior of it from the green Belt in Kingsport, Tennessee, but it is not generally open to the public. I have the impression that the current owner finds the number of people who try to come get a closer look to be a little frustrating, So please don't do that. Yeah, this is the downside of having a cool haunted house. This mansion was built in phases starting in eighteen eighteen and named after the home of Cedric the Saxon in Sir Walter Scott's Ivanhoe. Its original owner was the Reverend Frederick A. Ross, a Presbyterian clergyman from Virginia, whose family was very wealthy. Ross inherited the land where Rotherwood was built after the death of his father. Ross was apparently a big fan of Ivanhoe. One of its main characters is a princess named Rowena, and that was also the name of Ross's daughter. The workforce at Rotherwood initially included both enslaved and indentured workers, and Ross was also an advocate for the institution of slavery. In eighteen fifty seven, he published a book called Slavery Ordained of God, which compiled all of his pro slavery letters and speeches into one work that argued that quote, slavery is of God, and to continue for the good of the slave, the good of the master, the good of the whole American family, until another and better destiny may be unfolded. So as a side note, so many relatively recent articles about Ross and Rotherwood frame him as someone who treated his enslaved workforce with benevolence and point out that he manumitted some of them during his lifetime. Okay, even if that's true, it does not offset his advocacy of slavery or his participation in it, and some of that is really cherry picked. Like when Ross's father died, Ross did free about thirty people, mostly people who he described as old and infirm, along with some that he freed to avoid separating families. But he also sold about five hundred people who had been enslaved at his father's Oxford ironworks as a way to deal with his late father's debts. It plays into that hole. We would like to not think the worst of this person, So we're going to talk about how kind he was. Right, Slavery is never kind. Roll stop. So. One of the ghosts most associated with Rotherwood is said to be of Ross's daughter Rowena. According to the lore, she was engaged to be married and her fiance drowned in the Holston River, either on her wedding day or just before it. That river runs right by the mansion, and in this story, Rowena saw the whole thing happen. Some sources say her fiance's body was never recovered, others say that it was pulled out of the river at the hour that their wedding was supposed to take place. Then, in eighteen fifty Rowena married Edward S. Temple, but he died of yellow fever in October of eighteen fifty two, when their only child, Theodosia, was about six months old. Rowena married again, this time to Wescombe Hudgens, and one widely repeated story is that not long after their marriage, the couple came to Rotherwood for a visit, and while they were there, Rowena became deeply depressed. Eventually, she put on the dress that she was supposed to wear for her first wedding and drowned herself in the river. Rowena did die on April fifth, eighteen fifty seven, at the age of thirty two, and according to a brief autobiography written by her father, she did take her own life, but this all happened in Huntsville, Alabama, not at Rotherwood. By the time Rowena died, her father didn't even own Rotherwood anymore. Tried to start a cotton factory, which failed and he lost most of his wealth and had to sell the mansion. So, in spite of those sort of factual discrepancies, Rotherwood is reportedly haunted by a lady in white who walks the grounds in the river, and sometimes there are also ghostly wet footprints from the river up to the back door. When Ross sold the mansion, it was to Joshua Phipps, who was described as Ross's overseer. A lot of sources paint Phipps as Ross's opposite in terms of how the enslaved workforce was treated, like Ross was supposedly kind while Phipps was a monster. This sort of sidesteps the fact that if Phipps worked as Ross's overseer, then Ross was employing a man who was cruel toward the same people that Ross was supposedly kind to. So there are also a lot of ghostly stories about Rotherwood that surround Joshua Phipps, like his daughter Priscilla reportedly fell in love with a man that Phipps didn't approve of, and Phipps arranged for someone to kill that man in battle during the Civil War. So that's awful. And then on top of that, he gloated to Priscilla about having orchestrated his death. She either took her own life or died of grief, and now some people say you can see her ghost at one of the front windows waiting for her beloved to come home. According to the lore, Phipps became ill in eighteen sixty one and died in a swarm of flies that appeared out of nowhere. People said this was evidence of a curse that was placed on him by the mansions enslaved workforce. A storm blew in during his funeral and the horses that were pulling the cart carrying his coffin started straining as though it was getting heavier and heavier. Lightning struck a nearby tree, causing it to fall across the road, so the pallbearers had to carry the casket the rest of the way to the gravesite, and a giant black dog described as a hound of hell, burst out of the coffin as it was about to be buried. So there are lots of stories about nightmarish incidents at the mansion attributed to the ghost of Phipps and this devil dog. After Phipps's death, Rotherwood passed through a series of owners and at some points it was vacant. It fell into deep disrepair before being purchased in the nineteen eighties and then restored over a period of years. In a televised interview with WJHL, the current owner was described as something of a ghost skeptic, but she did say that on her first night in the house, she very loudly announced that if there were any ghosts they could stay as long as they left her alone. I'm trying to imagine what I would do in that scenario, and it's slightly different. And lastly, we have Larnick Castle, suggested by Becky. This is billed as New Zealand's only castle and it was built in eighteen seventy one by William Larnick, something that took two hundred workers in more than three years to complete. William Larnick had been born in New South Wales, Australia in eighteen thirty three and was of Scottish descent. He became wealthy through his work as a banker, thanks in part to being pretty much at the right place at the right time for gold rushes in both Australia and New Zealand. He went on to become a merchant, a speculator and a politician. He held a series of roles in the New Zealand government, including being a member of Parliament and holding multiple cabinet positions. He built Larnick Castle as his dream home for himself and his family, choosing a site near Dunedin that had beautiful views of the harbor and the ocean, but it was on ground that had to be leveled extensively before construction could even begin. In addition to the three years it took to build the structure, it took another twelve for craftspeople and designers to finish the interior, and it was all very extravage However, by the end of the nineteenth century, the family had been struck with tragedy and scandal. William's first wife, Eliza, died in eighteen eighty at the age of thirty eight, when their youngest child was still a baby. He married her half sister, Mary, who died in eighteen eighty seven, also at the age of thirty eight. William's favorite daughter was Kate, and he added a massive ballroom to the castle as a birthday gift for her when she turned twenty one, but she died in eighteen ninety one at the age of about twenty eight. The same year that Kate died, William married again to a woman named Constance, who was more than twenty years younger than he was. There were rumors that Constance had an affair with Douglas Larnock, who was William's son with his first wife Eliza. William was also facing serious financial problems. He had lost money as a speculator. Banks he had been in charge of collapsed, and businesses he had started had just failed. He suspected and sometimes accused of mismanagement and malfeasance. In eighteen ninety eight, Larnick was serving as a member of Parliament and he took his own life in the Parliament offices on October twelfth of that year. By that point he was financially insolvent, and he died intestate, leaving his surviving family members to just fight over what was left of the property. They sold the castle in nineteen oh six, and it became increasingly run down as it passed through a series of owners. Afterward and the years after the family sold it, it was used as an asylum and as housing for soldiers, and at some points it was just vacant. Larnick Castle was purchased by Barry and Margaret Barker in nineteen sixty seven, and at that point it was almost in ruins. The Barkers and their family undertook a massive restoration project involving the structure and the grounds. Today it's a historical site and a tourist attraction, and the gardens have been named a Garden of inter National Significance by New Zealand Gardens Trust. There are also accommodations on the grounds, but not in the castle itself. This is why this is not going to the list of haunted hotels. That may be an episode later. D's Castle is reportedly very haunted. A New Zealand TV series called ghost Hunt ran for one season and covered Larnak Castle as its very first episode. So in this episode, paranormal investigators visited the castle. A tour guide told them about being pushed down the stairs by an unseen force while joking about ghosts. This episode is full of strange noises, inexplicably stuck doors, strange handprints on the outside of a window, eerie looking photos, and some jump scares as the investigators startled themselves in the dark in various ways. Visitors have described feeling like they're being why doors opening and closing by themselves, strange noises, and just a sense of ominous foreboding. In nineteen ninety four, a play about the Larnick family called Castle of Lies was staged in the Grand ballroom, and an enormous storm blew in. Just as the play started. The wind blew down the chimneys, sending soot and ash everywhere, and just at the moment in the play that Larnick was about to take his own life, lightning sparked through the room. One room, where Constance's wedding dress is on display, is purportedly haunted by a malevolent spirit. People say this is either Constance, who's angry that there are so many visitors coming through the house all the time, or Eliza, who is angry about Constance's presence in her home. There's also the ghost of William himself, with visitors reporting a male figure roaming around the castle. Some attribute his restlessness to the fact that his tomb has fallen into disrepair and been repeatedly vandalized over the years, including at one point in the nineteen seventies when his bones were removed from their resting place and his skull was taken. They were all eventually replaced. Becky, who sent us this request, described staying there on the grounds at the age of thirteen and being truly terrified by all the potential ghost sightings. So those are our six ghost stories. For this October episode, since we talked about how we're going to go to Barcelona. At the top of this I picked a listener mail that's from a couple months ago, but is on that theme. It is from Alicia, who says, Hello, Holly and Tracy. I am writing exclusively to give you a tip that is so unique to the curious minded like us. I went to Barcelona at the end of twenty twenty one and made a silly choice that paid dividends that I encourage you to try. I, like a huge dork, brought my mom's high end pocket binoculars to the Sigratto Familia. Best choice ever. Seriously, I highly encourage everyone to take binoculars for trips to see tall buildings from now on. For Goudy's work in particular, you can imagine the benefit. I'll pop a photo of how excited, excellently dorky I was on site too. There are so many far away details you get a chance to see that would have been missed. It was amazing. I know you'll have so much fun on the trip this sere thanks for the excellent podcast. Pet photo Scruffy small dog is reny It. It's the nickname that a great antie named Irene used, and the chunky shepherd is Charlie. So number one. That is a great tip about the binoculars I often bring. It's been a while since I have gone to the theater, but I pretty much always bring binoculars a little opera glasses because I am often sitting like farther toward the back, and it lets me sees things on the stage so much better. I had not really thought about it in terms of like sight seeing tours. I even have a little tiny pair of pocket binoculars like in the pack that I take with me, like my daypack when I go hiking. I don't know why I never thought of it in terms of like I'm going on a trip somewhere now I will, And boy, these are some very cute, very cute animals. 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