A farewell to Mothman

Beginning in November 1966, the small town of Point Pleasant, West Virginia, was terrorized by sightings of what came to be known as Mothman. The creature was described as larger than a man, a near 10-foot wingspan, with the ability of helicopter-like take-offs and flying speeds of nearly 100 miles an hour. Over one hundred people say they saw him in the span of a year, and the sightings coincided with many strange happenings in the area, including UFO activity and the appearance of men-in-black. Mothman struck fear throughout the region and across the country. The bizarre events climaxed with the collapse of the Silver Bridge in December 1967, killing 46 people. Those 46 people drowned in the icy waters of the Ohio River below. Many say Mothman was an omen of the disaster because he disappeared directly after. But to this day, those associated with the Mothman mystery have fallen victim to his curse, dying each of them in strange and unexplainable deaths.

That's him in the picture below. No, the other guy. I'm a dork. I know.



Point Pleasant erected this statue to commemorate the story after the 2002 movie The Mothman Prophecies, starring Richard Gere. Each year they throw the Mothman Festival, and believe me that's the only reason to go to Point Pleasant.

So why am I talking about Mothman? Well, I noticed Kathleen is still out in West Virginia and I wanted to scare her! Hi Kathleen : )

Nah, seriously, it's cause I'm already missing an old friend. I just finalized selling an online magazine of mine to a UK company (not Kentucky, the other UK) and I sort of miss it. It's where I wrote about these bizarre stories and legends a la X-Files that I came across in the news. I am probably the last X-Files fan on the planet, but hey, I said I was a dork didn't I? I just find it more interesting to live in the mystery rather than in the know.

So anyways, they wanted it. I talked them into a good deal for it. That's that. Move on to the next chapter. It took up a good portion of my day, and I'm already backlogged on about $6,000 worth of work that I should really stop procrastinating on. Besides, it's not like I'm going to just stop making crop circles in the neighbor's lawn just because I'm not writing about it later.

That said, it's always, always hard saying goodbye to old friends, even when they're Mothman.