Crossing William
Crossing William
Kenneth W. Allen
Kenneth W. Allen
Age: 56
Home: Lanett, Alabama
Education: BA in Anthropology
Served in the United States Navy
on the USS Forrestal CV-59
1986---1990
Drawing
Drawing
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Jennifer Allen Orrick
A Little About Me
A Little About Me
There’s not much to know about me. I’m probably the most boring individual on earth. I began life in a small town supported by the cotton mill industry. Langdale, Alabama was where I took my first breath but moved during my teen years when my Father received a promotion running us to the mountains of North Carolina. Being a less than average student forced me to take a different path than college, sending me into the military at seventeen.
The next four years taught me what the word “Navy” was an acronym of representing the statement, “Never Again Volunteer Yourself!” My time there wasn’t terrible taking me all over the world as I visited such places as Egypt, Israel, Italy, and France, to name a few. Being an Intelligence Specialist kept me from manual labor, spending my time analyzing information. My career in the navy ended on the 16th of November with an honorable discharge on my Mother’s birthday.
My next two years are a blur, with alcohol consumption being my primary ambition until marriage found me in 1992. It was then I learned a man is not complete until bound in matrimony to a woman… then he’s FINISHED! That endeavor ended disastrously in 1996 with me returning to my marathon alcohol adventure.
Moving past the 20th Century found me yearning for more than living in a bottle. I began working towards finding the funds to attend college and make something of myself. In 2003 I started working on my first degree finishing a BA in Anthropology in 2006. I then went on to complete a second in History Education in 2008. During the next year, I began working on completing a master’s when my Mother became extremely ill. Her being sick prompted me to postpone my education to return home and help care for her while dealing with this ailment.
During my time at home, I took a job working as a Communications Officer at our local 911. This job gave me time to begin working on publishing work I had created over the years, just writing for entertainment. Never had I ever thought of publishing what I had created until being talked into doing so by friends.
Not long after publishing several books, the illness Mom had been fighting for so long took her away from us in February of 2016. I then stayed with my Father to fulfill the promise I made to her shortly before passing. I now live with Dad and continue to work with 911 locally. Several more books have been published by me with more to come as I write when paranormal research allows.
The graves of Pat Garrett's parents in the Cusseta, Al cemetery.
The graves of Pat Garrett's parents in the Cusseta, Al cemetery.
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Collection Room Visitor
Collection Room Visitor
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The first two pictures of five taken in the room where I store my Haunted Collection on April the 11th of 2019. The pictures were taken with a motion activated still camera at around 10:59 AM that morning with the home vacant. The alarm was set with it not being triggered that day. Me and my father were eating lunch at this time over thirty miles away. No one could have been in the home with a motion camera on our DVR system just outside this door. We had been hearing whispers coming from this room along with other unexplained noises prompting me to set up the camera.
The first two pictures of five taken in the room where I store my Haunted Collection on April the 11th of 2019. The pictures were taken with a motion activated still camera at around 10:59 AM that morning with the home vacant. The alarm was set with it not being triggered that day. Me and my father were eating lunch at this time over thirty miles away. No one could have been in the home with a motion camera on our DVR system just outside this door. We had been hearing whispers coming from this room along with other unexplained noises prompting me to set up the camera.
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Feb of 2019
Feb of 2019
Picture taken by a friend with a motion camera in his home after noticing strange activity.
Picture taken by a friend with a motion camera in his home after noticing strange activity.
This picture was taken while on vacation in Western North Carolina by one of my co-workers. The flames look like someone, on fire, walking away from the camera. Great Pic!
Update: Thanks to friends with Go Dark Paranormal Investigations out of Burnsville, NC, this location has been identified as Cades Cove, TN, instead of being North Carolina. Thank you, Big Time, to Robert Glenn Effler and Lisa Hensley from that group for taking the time to search for this info! Now we need to head that way for a Ghost Hunt!
The Beast Within
By
Kenneth W. Allen
Deep inside my mind lives the voice of insanity, screaming, ever screaming to be released from the bondage of my soul. Though I fight to stay the beast, it pushes against my efforts to make itself known. It is my words, yes, it is that of which I write that eases the pressure from within. Without this sacrifice, this offering to the beast, it would overtake me in the night. My nocturnal thoughts bring him out in the darkness as my mind fights to control what cannot be controlled. For now, this sustains the darkness and holds the evil at bay. For now, this will have to suffice.
Picture taken by a freind
Picture taken by a freind
This was taken at the Carnival across the road from the old Lanett Mill in Lanett, Al on todays date 11/12/2014. They took a picture of the car as it was in motion and checked the pic out later to find a shadow figure joining the ride. Check out the railing between the shadow and the car. The railing is unaffected by the shadow while the car is blocked. Great PIc!
A picture from another friend taken by her granddaughter while playing with her cell phone. No one was near her at the time the pic was taken. So, who's hand is that over her head? I think she's ready to move after seeing this.
Haunted Alabama
Haunted Alabama
The Chambers County Courthouse
The Chambers County Courthouse in Lafayette, Alabama. DEP (Dark Entity Paranormal) has conducted several Ghost Hunts at this location. We love going here because of the amount of activity reported at the location. It never fails to produce each and every time we visit. If you’re ever in the area, take some time to walk the halls of this building. Go up to the old court room, take a seat in the front row of the room and just listen for a while,
I Dare You!
Face in the window:
Face in the window:
This picture was taken during our last ghost hunt at the Chambers County Courthouse. That was a pretty sporty night! October 31 of 2016. We always seem to end up hunting there on Halloween Night!
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Statue in the center fountain
St. James Hotel, Selma, Al.
Statue in the center fountain
St. James Hotel, Selma, Al.
The pic is a bit dark but you can make out the image of a man standing in the hallway in the reflection. Ashlee took this pic while I was in the bathroom. We were the only ones in the halls at that time. Ms. Ashlee always gets a great picture when we hunt!
The St. James Hotel in Selma, Alabama.
03-23-2013
The St. James Hotel in Selma, Alabama.
03-23-2013
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The Tomb of Jesus
taken in 1989
An old home in Chambers County, Alabama, located in an area known locally as, "Frog Eye." Many homes in the county stand empty, like this one, each once well used. They are now abandoned and left to decay on their own.
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"To Live is to Die"
"To Live is to Die"
To live is to die,
This fact is for sure
No matter what you try
Death you will endure.
It creeps upon us
A little each day,
Piercing our flesh
To the point of decay.
Slowly we perish
From the passage of time,
Lest the Grim Reaper
Be cheated of his prize.
The pain grows stronger
As his sickle penetrates
The flesh we hold dear
The beast will not abate.
If it is your desire
To cheat your way out of death,
My hat is off to you, fellow,
You will prove yourself best
As many have tried
None have succeeded.
So good luck to you Sir
You will be defeated.
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I love my SEEK Thermal camera. Check out the clouds picked up from so far away.
I love my SEEK Thermal camera. Check out the clouds picked up from so far away.
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The Butterfly
The Butterfly
The sight of a butterfly in the distance was a most beautiful vision. Each beat of the wings gave a wave of color as they gently moved through the air. This brought the insect closer and closer revealing a secret of the winged creature. The body of the butterfly became more apparent with proximity as it flew towards me. Most only see the wings much like a clown at the circus, drawing ones attention from the ugliness beneath the colors.
Stepping closer to the insect, I took the body of the butterfly between my thumb and index finger to inspect the creature. Lifting it to my face, the truth of the bug became apparent to my curious eyes. The hideousness of this thing was shocking as I pulled the first wing from its thorax. My mind seemed numb while removing the second to find the insect beneath more disgusting than the shiniest cockroach.
I had discovered the truth beneath the wings. This was natures masking of a demon in that this insect fed on the dead and feces. Rotting flesh nourished the colorful foliage covering the beast beneath. Maybe all of nature is this way, beauty masking the evil of this world. The Mantella frogs of Madagascar are beautiful, but deadly if eaten.
The insect between the flesh of my fingers died quickly as it couldn’t survive without the magnesium in its wings. Not only did the beauty cover the truth beneath, it sustained the creature that so repulsed me. From that point on I became suspicious of beauty of every form. Beneath all beauty lies the dormant evil of nature just below the covering canopy. Always peal back the colorful layers to discover the true nature of what you see. Do this and never be deceived……
Thermal Image:
Thermal Image:
Taken at a cemetery in Five Points,
Alabama.
07-27-2013
Mercedes Benz
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz
my friends all drive porches I must make amends
worked hard all my lifetime no help from my friends
so oh lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz
Buster
Coming soon
My Grandfather on the left, James Clark Mullennix, back in the day. He was runnin Moonshine back when runnin shine wasn't cool! His nick name was, "Buster," a name he earned because of his enjoyment of fighting. He was quick to, "Bust," some ass when required! I have a book based on his life almost completed named after him.
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F-14 launch USS
Forrestal CV-59
This video was taken of my grand-niece many years ago. She is Fifteen now.
She's now a beautiful young woman!
And still takes joy in slapping me...
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Say Hello to Trigger
Say Hello to Trigger
Trigger is a 1985 Pontiac Trans Am I purchased just after my 16th birthday the same year. This vehicle is still owned by me and has never been in another persons possession since bringing her home on June 6th of 1985 with only six miles on the odometer. I've put over 300,000 miles on her in thirty years of ownership. The engine had to be replaced along with the transmission and rear end gear in 2006 just prior to rolling over 300,000 miles. I wonder, when I pass, if a little of me will remain with this car because of how much it has meant to me over the years. I received my first kiss in this car, lost my virginity in her, and drank my first beer leaned against her fender. I can only believe that something of my soul will stay behind with her, no matter where I go in the future.