When did you first get interested in The Old Leatherman?

I remember when I was a kid, reading about him in a magazine at home. Then in 2002 we were driving through Hamden and saw the street named “Leatherman Trail” and it jogged my memory, so I got on the computer and started reading everything I could find. A couple of years later, we moved, and now I go by that street all the time.

I read you are a teacher; do you do anything with the OLM in your curriculum?

Yes, I teach world history, and I use the story of the Old Leatherman as an example of the enduring power of oral traditions. He regularly travelled through the town I teach in, and likely walked right by the present location of our school, so his story has a real world connection to my students. Other teachers have learned of my interest in him, and they have in turn incorporated elements of his story into Language Arts, Math and Science. For example, the Math teacher on my team had his students use the data from his route to determine that in the years he traveled his 365 mile circuit passing through our town, that he could have walked almost 25,000 miles, roughly the circumference of the earth at the equator!

We have read many different opinions on why the OLM made his trek. And why he didn’t interact with others on a personal level, do you have any theories yourself?

I have never really settled on any one theory, I prefer to leave it to my imagination, and sometimes my mood. I will admit that one of my favorites is the theory proposed after it was reported that he wrote the numbers 1 5 3 4 2 on a piece of paper after being asked his age. (Borrowing from Dan’s Book here, pg 41) From the Peekskill Blade Monday February 23, 1885 “…others, whose minds are capable of conceiving vast ideas, claim that the Leatherman must be 15,342 years of age.” I love that one.

Being Catholic, his story isn’t really all that unusual throughout history….well the leather part is pretty unique. I would compare it to some of the orders of Monks whose routine is the same day in and day out, as well St Francis of Assisi. They are all people who feel called out of this world to live a life devoid of earthly possessions. Others say he was paying a penance with his ritual. Do you think his motivation was spiritual or something else?

I do believe there was an intensely spiritual element to his journey through life. Maybe it was conditioned in him from an early age, and was all he ever knew. Maybe he was “called out” as you say. An individual’s spirituality is deeply personal. Some choose to stand at the pulpit and expound theirs to the world, while others choose to turn theirs inward, their devotion only evident through their actions. From what I have read, I would definitely place the Leatherman in the latter group.

I think by now we all know there is controversy over the plan to exhume his body. From the name of your website [leavetheleathermanalone.com], we know which side of the fence you sit on. But why not dig him up? If he was a Catholic and a believer in the resurrection, would he care while alive if this was done after death? After all Catholics have been digging up people and collecting artifact for centuries.

The idea of digging up anyone’s remains just seems excessive, like a last resort under extreme circumstances. From what I know, I am only willing to speculate that he was Christian. So this point could go in many directions. For instance, there are Christians who subscribe to the belief in a resuscitated corpse of Christ, those who subscribe to the resurrection of the Holy Spirit, and others in-between. It is their spirituality, and it is personal. Herein lays the issue with the Leatherman. Unless he left a detailed manifesto written in the first person expressing his religious beliefs, then I am saying we should err on the side of caution, and be prudent in the handling of his remains in light of the fact that to my knowledge, no such evidence exists. With the course of action I propose, I assume nothing of his religious beliefs. Instead, I have based my opinion not on an assumption, but on accepted fact – the man wished to be left alone. For a group of historians, genealogists, and scientists 120 years later, working in the secular realm and having never met the man, to make the assumption that either he wouldn’t mind being disinterred and give anatomical gifts, or would have preferred to have had a proper Christian burial is, excuse the pun, a “leap of faith”. And also to my knowledge, the Vatican is not involved in this case…yet.

We recently did an Interview with Dan Deluca, afterward you seemed to take some issues up with him in the forum. Care to expand on that?

Dan and I agree on more than we disagree on, and have acknowledged that publicly. The lengths that he is comfortable going to in the name of research are different from mine i.e. the taking of, and resulting destruction of, anatomical gifts from the Leatherman (bone tissue and a molar tooth), the removal of his skull from his remains for 3d imaging and facial re-construction in a laboratory, etc, Those are actions that I take issue with.

Obviously digging him up is physically invasive, but the books lectures, photos etc are all bringing someone who wished to remain private out into the spotlight. Is there really a difference in your opinion?

I thought about that before I named the website, and how it might be perceived as a contradiction. What I came to realize, is that in today’s hyper-connected world, there is very little I can do to control the flow of information about the Leatherman, nor would I want to try. What I mean by Leave the Leatherman alone is literally, leave him alone. Scouring archival newspaper microfiche in a small town America is a right guaranteed by our constitution, and I applaud the tenacity of the Leatherman researchers who have provided us with so much insight into his life thus far. The Leatherman did live in this country, so if he left clues behind during his life that can tell us more about him, I believe that it is certainly anyone’s right to search out information and publish their findings. Taking an anatomical gift from his remains might fast-track that research, but does so at the Leatherman’s expense on a genetic level and thus crosses a line that myself and many others are not at all comfortable with. I do not believe, in the case of the Old Leatherman, that any fellow human being has the right to such anatomical gifts just to “promote interest in historical and genealogical matters” (From Court docs). A judge did give them the right, but to me, it is not right. I say map his footprints, not his DNA!

Is anyone taking your considerations into account, and or responding to your objections?

Yes – As I mentioned earlier, I have had a very respectful ongoing discourse with Dan DeLuca, who has been very responsive thus far. Also, Connecticut State Archaeologist Dr. Nick Bellantoni has also promised some answers to my questions soon. I have also had private email, and personal conversations with others who are trying to make up their mind. The conversation has been very respectful thus far, and that is the spirit I was hoping for. My passion for this cause got the better of me with my initial “scoundrels” remark, and I give the other side of the debate credit for not holding it against me. Has anyone on the research team taken my points into account and said maybe they would re-consider? Not yet. Have others who initially supported the project changed their opinion after reflecting on some of the issues raised on my site? Yes.

Speaking of passion, what is it about the Leatherman that gets you so “amped up”?

It’s like Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam wrote in his song, “Leatherman”. “I heard about a man to whom I may be related – Leatherman.” Eddie Vedder has stated that he wrote the song right after visiting one of the Leatherman’s caves with a friend. Through the years, Ol’ Leathery’s story just has just resonated with certain individuals on a very deep level. As odd as it sounds, I feel a sort of “kinship” with him too, and I think it’s OK to be quirky and different without having to explain yourself. That’s why I feel like I must object to digging him up and doing testing on his remains. Another insight into how my worldview may be affecting me here is this story: I have three maple trees lining my driveway which are probably two to three hundred years old. An arborist came over one day to give me some advice on pruning them, and when he saw them, he just stood under the biggest one, and looked me in the eye and said, “These trees have been through more than you can ever imagine to still be standing here like this, three in a row. You are their steward now.” I really want to know how old they really are, but I would never cut them down just to count the rings. Still another is this song I heard once with the chorus, “There’s a ringing in my ear and I think it’s the call of the wild”. So, now that I’ve shared those three insights, there are at least two others I am aware of that I will not share, ever. So I’m going on record to request that no one ever dig me up, grab a molar and try to figure out what they were!

I have seen a lot of the polls in the newspapers seem to agree with your position. And the majority of people I have talked to seem to agree — leave him alone. But the courts don’t seem to be blocking the way. In the end do you think he will be exhumed?

I’m an optimist and a dreamer by nature, so I will say no. If this were to be settled in the court of public opinion, I would still say no. However, they have a Court Ruling in hand, they own the cemetery, obviously have far greater financial resources than I do, and they are under no obligation to grant my wishes. All I have is my honest opinion, my resolve to see this through to the end, and the right to share my views with my fellow citizens.

Many people visit our site to check out paranormal activities and hauntings. What do you think about reports that the ghost of the Leatherman can still be seen/felt in and around the route he walked in life?

Well, I personally haven’t had any “encounters” so to speak, but there are a few things that are very curious to me when thought of in that light. The first is that I recently found out that the access road to the cemetery was likely paved directly over his grave. So now, aren’t his remains being protected by the very same thing that he found some measure of comfort and safety in during life? His grave site now reportedly poses a public safety hazard. Wouldn’t one sure-fire way to keep yourself safe if you want to see his grave be to simply not go there? You can see a picture of it right on here on DamnedCT, right? His headstone has the name Jules Bourglay on it. Is there not a better way to maintain your anonymity after death than to have a mis-labeled headstone? Add to that, the fact that it is a recycled headstone, with someone else’s name on the back! It’s fitting because this guy was the ultimate recycler! Leather scraps, cigar butts, homemade shovels and pipes, wooden shoes, vegetable gardens, etc. Didn’t he personify the saying “Reduce, reuse, recycle, and “Leave only footprints”? The research team says that they are acting in his best interest to give him a place of honor on consecrated ground, with a proper Christian burial, and a properly labeled brand new headstone. Maybe he’s already left us hints that he’s at peace exactly where he lies? No matter what, it still all makes for one great folktale, that’s for sure.

You had some T-shirts made up supporting your cause, where can I get some Leatherman gear?

Yes, those were a surprise gift from my family. There have been times over the past month where they have told me I need to “Leave the Leatherman Alone!” They’ve patiently listened to my ramblings, and been very supportive of what I’m doing, and had some “gear” made up for me for Christmas. They had to place a minimum order, so there are a few extras. I’ll probably put out word on the site soon, once everyone who has already asked for one has gotten theirs. What size are you?

I’m a s-medium,

Thank you Don, and good luck!

I was going to write this blog and present each side of the story, but I realized that’s been done to death.
Both believers and non-believers claim the shroud is the most researched artifact in the world today.

I think it’s a hoax, though it’s easy to see both the spiritual and the scientific bias, depending on who is presenting the facts. It’s so hard to pick through fact and fiction that it leaves me a little skeptical of everyone.

I highly suggest you do read up on this relic…errr, or fabricated relic.

I must say, the whole thing is quite aggravating to me–I honestly want to read something that isn’t slanted.
I just read an article that claims the image can not be of a man as the dimensions are too large, and then goes on to say how the hoax was pulled off:

“A male model was daubed with paint and wrapped in the sheet to create the shadowy figure of Jesus.”
Well, if the dimensions are incorrect, then it can’t be a man!

My question is, how was it done? I would appreciate someone that doesn’t have a bone to pick explaining how this image was created. Because it really has baffled me. I don’t believe it to be the image of Christ though I haven’t seen a good argument for exactly how it was done.

Today I got frustrated by the lack of objective articles on the Internet about this topic, and ended up storming out of the house, my son in tow, to walk along the New Haven green and think… (Ok, in reality I wanted to see if I would be accosted by pretty women fawning over my son while we sat in the park).

While waiting for the onslaught of women, I noticed a priest or minister quietly reading on a park bench…
I introduced myself and explained that I was wondering what he thought of The Shroud of Turin.
His answer I think will satisfy both sides of the argument.

He said, “It doesn’t matter. If the shroud is real, then it’s a very important artifact of Christianity. But Christians should not be in the proof business. Faith is belief without proof. Proof would hinder freewill.”

And if its a hoax?

“It very well may be,” he said. “The 1300s were a time when a relic could fetch a large pilgrimage, and there were many such hoaxes and fake relics being developed during this time.”

Well said, Father…..

I think the answer is clear: It’s the work of Leonardo Da Vinci! If you don’t believe me watch this YouTube video for PROOF!

Click Here!!!!

Some links involving the Shroud:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shroud_of_Turin
http://www.shroudstory.com/
http://www.history.com/shows/the-real-face-of-jesus/articles/about-the-shroud-of-turin

Since we started Damned Connecticut, we noticed that everyone seems to have a haunted house story. Oftentimes the stories we hear are second- or third-hand stories, which make them harder to take for gospel. When they are firsthand accounts, I tend to get the goosebumps and listen in a little more carefully.

Are these ghostly tales an accurate depiction of truth or–as I suspect–exaggerations? I think some may be lacking one crucial element that separates stories that have a perfectly reasonable explanation from those that could only be considered truly paranormal.

Take my (Steve’s) story…..

I grew up in a normal house in North Haven. Yet we did have some strange occurrences.

When I was little a little tadpole, my mother heard me playing in my room, and was startled because I was supposed to be at a neighborhood friend’s house playing. She went in to find my toys scattered about the floor but, of course, nobody was there.

Another night, my sister woke up everyone the house with her screaming. She said a small child was sitting at the end of her bed. She tried to scream but couldn’t, when the apparition disappeared she regained her lungs and woke the house.

I’ve had friends say they heard a small voice whispering from the upstairs. One friend, while house sitting, said he heard a lot of people walking around, and what sounded like furniture being moved around. I once saw a ball coming rolling down the stairs late at night while I watched TV.

My own experience happened in the middle of the night–I heard three bangs on the wall behind me and then saw a grey mist move out of the wall above me and another to my right. I tried to get out of bed but couldn’t. When it left, I got up and went downstairs and slept on the couch. I fell right asleep. I would think if this was not just a dream, I wouldn’t have rested so well, and would have awakened the house. Yet to this day, I’ve never awakened from a dream without knowing I had dreamt. I’ve never walked in my sleep. But it very well may have been a dream…I really can’t say for sure.

Some time in the ’90s, my father began removing installation from the eaves that run behind my room (the same room that my sister had her episode in) and he stumbled upon a door. The room beyond the door was very small, maybe 5 to 7 inches wide and only 4 feet high. The kicker: he found children’s toys in the room–toy soldiers, animals, and puzzle pieces….and on top of that, he found some of my toys in this small room, a room that was buried in installation when we moved in. I found my Luke Skywalker figurine…doll… and some 1975 baseball cards.

How did my toys pass through installation that had been hanging untouched for 40 years or more? This is inexplicable!

Except I lied…I just told you the story I told many times over cans of cold Black Label in my high school years. The finding of my toys in this room is the kicker in the story, it locks it up, it makes it inexplicable. But while everything I told you before that point was true, my toys were not found in the small secret room. Some other child’s toys were in there, but not mine. A small lie, but one that seals the story. What’s the big deal if 99% of my story is true, right?

Hey, everyone loves a good ghost story. But, really, everything I said, until I talked about finding my toys in the secret room, could be explained. Now take my story and play the “telephone game” with it and … it could become the thing of legends!

However, I don’t think all stories are told just to be told from the mouths of people who love the paranormal and the creepy….people like, well, us.

One more quick one…

A close friend of mine grew up in a house built right before the Revolution, in North Haven–a big spooky house with years of history. What stories did he and his family have about the paranormal in this house?

None, nothing, zilch. I stayed there many times and never had the unease I experienced in my own 1940s home. Yet when the family moved into a new condo, things started happening. The father swore he had his name called loud as day to him when he entered the house, yet nobody was home. I knew this man well, and he was not one who believed in the paranormal. Even after he told me his story, I’m not sure he believed in the paranormal. He wasn’t one to embellish a story, either.

Yet there were other things that happened in the house that were … interesting.

A family that lived in a house that could have produced a fib or two produced none, yet a new condo produced a few.

Was my house haunted? I don’t know, things in the house have slowed down, my parents still live there and don’t seem to have heard anything odd in years. I still get a little creeped out feeling there, something just isn’t exactly right. Maybe it’s high EMF, who knows?

A ghost story needs a hook, and I’ve got to guess that I’m not the only one who added a little sauce to the punch to tell a good one.

Either way, we want to hear your stories, or even your friends’ stories. Please email us your best and we will try again to get them online. If you have added a white lie to a story, let me know; it’s all in good fun in my opinion, so let’s hear from you guys.

E-mail damnedct@gmail.com or post a story here in the blog.

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[August 25, 2009] STRATFORD — A local man, apparently drunk after a night out at a New Haven club, wandered into a neighbor’s home, stripped off his clothing and lay down in a child’s bed, police said…

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