One of the games I play (in my head) is deciding whether or not a particular house might be haunted. Sometimes it's an easier call to make than others. This one - no question - haunted. It even had a cat sitting guard on the front porch.
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| Driving from Tompkins Avenue to the south, it emerges thru the trees |
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| From the curb in front it looms large, filled with menace |
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| Finally, pulling away towards Bay Street, looking back over your shoulder it towers above you |
The house is on Townsend Street, part of a once beautiful section of Clifton with many large, stately homes. They once existed in the shadow of the Vanderbilt estate.
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| It was owned by someone named Farrington in 1874 |
Today, like South Avenue in Mariners' Harbor, many of the larger homes have been demolished and replaced with rows of fairly ugly townhouses.
One of the games I play (in my head) is deciding whether or not a particular house might be haunted. Sometimes it's an easier call to make than others. This one - no question - haunted. It even had a cat sitting guard on the front porch.
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