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Dudleytown???

We had the melonheads when I was a kid. The lived in the woods in Huntington, Monroe and Easton. Which in the 50s, were 90% wooded -- or at least seemed that way. No one would admit to believing in them, but if you drove down the old sawmill road at night, you locked the doors and sped like crazy, anyway.

As someone who grew up in Shelton and is back living there now, I can vouch that Saw Mill City Road is a still freaky place with a vibe that's a little "off", even during the day.
 
So, Melonheads are real?

At least real in the sense there are backwoods ass people who rarely make contact with society or is it 100% urban legend?

To hell with craft beer or apizza. Next time I'm in CT I have find some of these spots.
 
When I was a Scoutmaster, we did several AT hikes. When we hiked in the northwest corner of CT we always took a detour to Dudleytown. It's been about 20 years since I've been there.

All that's left are foundations in the ground. Street patterns of a town are still evident. The one thing that stuck with me was the complete lack of any animal life or birds. It was eerily silent.

Kids loved it so we took them as often as possible.

The state did step in to preserve the property. A lot of teenage parties left the area a mess of garbage and there was damage to some of the foundations.
 
Dudleytown is on private property, and the owners are strict about access. Due to trespassing concerns they have recently threatened to close the old section of the AT (now the blue Mohawk Trail) that crosses their property nearby on Coltsfoot Mountain
 
My favorite story from Dudleytown, which I'm sure is an urban legend and not an original story:

A girl I dated eons ago said she knew a friend whose teenage brother went to Dudleytown and took home a rock about the size of a baseball; I guess he wanted a souvenir. He kept the rock in his room--on his dresser or nightstand--and each night he had the rock in his room he experienced nosebleeds overnight. This went on for a week or so. Eventually his sister convinced him to take the rock back to Dudleytown and he obliged, sick and tired of waking up every night to a bloody pillowcase. The nosebleeds stopped immediately once the rock was out of the house.

It's probably a story from some horror movie I've never seen, or just made-up crap passed on through the years.
 
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There's also Oniontown in the Hudson Valley. Not really "haunted" but this weird commune of inbred meth head hillbillies that have been caught on video shooting at cars or smashing their windshields when people try to drive in and catch a glimpse of them. Plenty of news stories or documentaries on it if you look.

 
Search "Dudleytown" on i95rock.com. Lou Milano has done extensive research on the place. Pretty interesting stuff including some odd stuff about the property's owner, "The Dark Entry Forest Association".
 
There was local lore of a Pygmy Village up in New Britain/Plainville. It's just a bunch of ppl who wanted their space, but when you drove up there at night it didn't matter.
 
There's also Oniontown in the Hudson Valley. Not really "haunted" but this weird commune of inbred meth head hillbillies that have been caught on video shooting at cars or smashing their windshields when people try to drive in and catch a glimpse of them. Plenty of news stories or documentaries on it if you look.

Also the "Jackson Whites" in northern NJ. It's more interesting, because they are real people, with a real history, mixed in with the folklore and probably racism. I believe the name is now considered derogatory. If I remember correctly, they tried to get qualified as a Native American tribe, but lost that battle.
 
There was local lore of a Pygmy Village up in New Britain/Plainville. It's just a bunch of ppl who wanted their space, but when you drove up there at night it didn't matter.
Interesting.

In my recollection, there was "Pygmy Land" out by the reservoir along Farmington Avenue past Mountain Road in West Hartford, nearly into Farmington.

On its east-west axis, this roughly runs the north-south line that I-84 goes as it connects Farmington to New Britain to the west of Metacomet Ridge, including going through where the UConn Health campus is, all of which was undeveloped or just at its beginning 50 years ago.
 
ok, now u've actually demonstrated some Bridgeport/Lupe's street cred with that 'melonheads' reference.
when it first came to me in grammar school, and i asked the elder yankees in my family aboot that, they were all like 'of course, the melonheads are there. u gotta watch out for them.' and since they had hooks into renting horses and stuff there since the Civil War, i believed them.
im still not sure aboot all of that. i think that they lied to me cuz i later learned that The President did not, in fact, pass a special law declaring that children in Bridgeport must go to school or lose all dinner privileges.
too risky to argue that one. i do like to eat.
of course, like folks in Columbus' times, we believed that the Merritt Parkway defined the edge of the known world, and if u biked past that, a melonhead might just eat you.
the only dudley we knew was that canuck riding a horse, always unwrapping ladies tied to a train track by some bad guy who looked suspiciously like our principal.
Yes! Dudley Dooright of the Royal Canadian Mounties rescuing the fair Nel (Rocky and Bullwinkle show
from the 60's). Bad Guy is Oil Can Harry. This is pretty dated stuff Clif but a great show that appealed to more than one age group.
 
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Yes! Dudley Dooright of the Royal Canadian Mounties rescuing the fair Nel (Rocky and Bullwinkle show
from the 60's). Bad Guy is Oil Can Harry. This is pretty dated stuff Clif but a great show that appealed to more than one age group.
Sorry, I must. Oil Can Harry was the nemesis of Mighty Mouse. Snidely Whiplash was the villian in Dudley. One issue they never addressed in depth on the show was the fact that Dudley loved Nell, but Nell only had eyes for Dudley's horse.
 
This was a pretty fascinating read. For anyone who grew up in Eastern CT, the "legend" of Maude's grave - a supposed witch who lived in the woods on the Griswold / Voluntown line always intrigued us. Drove through there on many a night, I had friends who went walking in the woods out there and said they heard and saw some peculiar things..

Hell Hollow - Yawgoog Trails
 
Yes! Dudley Dooright of the Royal Canadian Mounties rescuing the fair Nel (Rocky and Bullwinkle show
from the 60's). Bad Guy is Oil Can Harry. This is pretty dated stuff Clif but a great show that appealed to more than one age group.
got aboot 4 generations into watching cartoons, reading comics. boxcar mickey, betty boop, barney google, katzenjammers, all of that. of course, Snoopy is the King, and Peanuts pre-crunchy woodstock is an absolute, thought provoking essay on life. i think that a lot of those creators are/were just messing with us.
remember well the legend,
let the name live on!
ka-bong, El Ka-bong.


ka -BONG. 'i'll do all the thinnin' around here!' too funny.
 
Also the "Jackson Whites" in northern NJ. It's more interesting, because they are real people, with a real history, mixed in with the folklore and probably racism. I believe the name is now considered derogatory. If I remember correctly, they tried to get qualified as a Native American tribe, but lost that battle.
Those folks have been treated terribly for generations.
 
This was a pretty fascinating read. For anyone who grew up in Eastern CT, the "legend" of Maude's grave - a supposed witch who lived in the woods on the Griswold / Voluntown line always intrigued us. Drove through there on many a night, I had friends who went walking in the woods out there and said they heard and saw some peculiar things..

Hell Hollow - Yawgoog Trails
It reminds me of the Eastern CT/RI vampire panic.

 
It reminds me of the Eastern CT/RI vampire panic.

I forgot about that! I think I was a 9th grader at Griswold when it popped up before it disappeared again tor a while, memories haha..
 
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We had the melonheads when I was a kid. The lived in the woods in Huntington, Monroe and Easton. Which in the 50s, were 90% wooded -- or at least seemed that way. No one would admit to believing in them, but if you drove down the old sawmill road at night, you locked the doors and sped like crazy, anyway.

Huntington? I think you mean Shelton!

I remember partying on Sawmill City Road in high school. I'm glad I didn't know about them at the time.
 
got aboot 4 generations into watching cartoons, reading comics. boxcar mickey, betty boop, barney google, katzenjammers, all of that. of course, Snoopy is the King, and Peanuts pre-crunchy woodstock is an absolute, thought provoking essay on life. i think that a lot of those creators are/were just messing with us.
remember well the legend,
let the name live on!
ka-bong, El Ka-bong.


ka -BONG. 'i'll do all the thinnin' around here!' too funny.

A favorite for me. Uncle Pecos

 
A favorite for me. Uncle Pecos

I have a far too long anecdote on this but briefly, that episode holds a very special place in my heart due to my late father and then three year old son watching it together some 24 years ago.
 
Huntington? I think you mean Shelton!

I remember partying on Sawmill City Road in high school. I'm glad I didn't know about them at the time.
Shelton and Monroe were both part of Huntington at one point. Huntington is now part of Shelton. But when I grew up, everything between 110 and 108 West of Soundview was called Huntington.
 
Interesting.

In my recollection, there was "Pygmy Land" out by the reservoir along Farmington Avenue past Mountain Road in West Hartford, nearly into Farmington.

On its east-west axis, this roughly runs the north-south line that I-84 goes as it connects Farmington to New Britain to the west of Metacomet Ridge, including going through where the UConn Health campus is, all of which was undeveloped or just at its beginning 50 years ago.
Interesting article about it here if you're curious
 
So for those of us for whom this all new, ranking from definitely exist to urban legend we go:

Oniontown
Jackson Whites
Pygmyland / Pygmytown
Melon Heads

And then haunted you have a haunted location, but no urban legend of current residents?

Dudleytown
 
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In my hometown growing up of Meriden they had Undercliff and it was thought to be haunted. After years of homing tuberculosis and mental patients of all kinds, rumors of torture and suffering it had dwindled down to housing just kids who were having drug related issues as well as just some bad kids not quite ready for jail but needed to be locked in and evaluated.

Well they only used a portion of this huge facility by the late 70's but they wanted people to stay off the grounds as well as being sure no one was trying to break in to either steal old stuff or even potentially make it a home if they were homeless. So they had a security staff in which 2 people would be on nights from 11-7am and take turns walking the grounds as well as the hallway. These people had to use a key to turn on their carry around to prove what time you hit each area and didn't miss anything. The other had to stay at the main entrance to assure no one was coming in other that those authorized.

I can assure you it was more fun to sit at the main entrance to rather than walk around these dark hallways with open rooms, old beds and old medical products no longer used for patients, occasionally falling or making creeping sounds. And you'd have to leave one building and go to another outside and walk down the hill to hit your last key spot then head back. It was an hourly check and me and a buddy would take turns. Yeah I heard the rumors and I'm not going to tell you I wasn't always waiting for that one time. And there were noises, but the building was old so of course there were. Having said that I never knew they uncovered a body of a famous serial killer on the grounds either as seen in the article above. I will say this, my buddy and I were both going to a Community College (we worked Wed and Fri nights only) and played baseball and hoops together, but rarely did we walk into work the night shift without hitting Gatsby's in Middletown, the Pumpernickel Pub in Wallingford or the Brookside Cafe in Meriden before beginning our detail. Only time we didn't was when we had a baseball game or doubleheader the next morning somehwere. But no matter, the darkness and the history made it fun, but also both of us flew through the points we were required to oversee.
 
How about the old Phelps Mansion on Elm Street in Stratford? Spent a lot of time around there and the adjacent Shakespeare Theater as a kid. Legendary haunted house; used to be Goody Bassett's house and it was believed that she was the one who haunted it. She was hanged for being a witch in 1651. I believe she was hanged on West Broad Street.

Definitely not an urban legend.
 
Great stuff. Thanks.

As I look at the maps, I can see that the Farmington Reservoir was where we supposed to be looking, not the southern-most MDC Reservoir in West Hartford.

In the late 1960s-70d, many things were going on where West Hartford, Farmington, and New Britain met up: Torza's driving range being developed into West Farms Mall; the multi-level highway stack that was supposed to connect I-84 to the canceled I-291 highway that was supposed to circle Hartford so that through traffic could avoid downtown to shift from I-84 or I-91; UConn's Medical School, etc.
 
I was at UConn when that show “Fear” was on MTV where they featured an old mental hospital somewhere in CT. We attempted to try and go once but, being idiots, the police were obviously on high alert around Halloween time. Seemed like a creepy spot.

As far as on campus, I was sentenced to living in Sprague my freshman year and there were definitely some creepy occurrences there.
 
When the warrens did their shows at UConn I believed they confirmed sprague had some activity or is haunted. This was mid 90s — anyone else hear or read the same?
 
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