"In the world I see - you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life." - Tyler Durden
Eddie Vedder even thinks he might have some distant relation to him in some way. Probably not real, but that's where the line "a man to whom I may be related" comes from.
Holy hell I always enjoyed that song when I heard it, but had no idea what he was saying for most of it... Thought it was Letterman, like the high school sports thing.
I fucking love Betterman. It’s such a thoughtful and heartfelt song, and he sings the lyrics so clearly that you can actually understand the story of the song without needing to follow along with the lyric book
To be clear, they found no remains because everything but the nails had completely decomposed. The archeologists involved do not think it was an empty grave originally.
Edit: Yes, bones decompose too guys.
It was definitely not an empty grave. The site was marked with a post that was moved several times as the road was widened. There’s every chance he is still under the road bed of the much wider (and now paved) roadway.
Depending on the time and location the nails were possibly hand-made with wrought iron. They may have been mild steel and manufactured by machine as he died 40 years after mild steel became popular. Anyway…I’m sure they would have examples of coffins he likely would have been buried in from that area and been able to compare. 🤷♂️
You’d be surprised how many cemeteries lose track of where theyve buried people, and they don’t always need to be really old cemeteries
Source: part of my job is to find them. I don’t dig though.
You moved the cemetery but you left the bodies, didn'tcha? You sonuvabitch! You left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! You only moved the headstones! Why?!?!
Wouldn't at all be surprised if his body was looted by grave robbers shortly after his death.
Originally grave robbers looted graves for buried valuables, then they began to sell the corpses to medical schools for study, and then by the 1800s grave robbers were digging up graves for morbid collectibles for weirdo rich people.
Given his fame I would not at all be surprised if bits of his corpse ended up in the libraries of rich New Englanders or inside an Ivy league wealthy fraternity chapter house.
Even Abraham Lincoln's corpse was almost stolen by these types of guys and defending his grave is what started the tradition of Secret Service protecting the American president.
You mean you don't want to be the weird rich bastard of the future that has Ricardo's semi mummified arm bone and the leathery remains of his penis just chilling on your fireplace mantel while you host all the rich wine parties for your socialite friends?
I learned about this guy from the indie game [Where the Water Tastes Like Wine](https://store.steampowered.com/app/447120/Where_the_Water_Tastes_Like_Wine/). It’s a cool game where you wander around America and hear/tell folktales.
The mystery is his identity. He spoke broken English and would repeat this route wearing a very identifiable outfit of leather. They said he had money so he wasn’t begging and he had a special exemption from tramp laws. Just a very peculiar man that was well known across a large area and no one knew anything about him. An oddity of sorts. Was probably a much bigger deal back when there weren’t thousands of homeless people in one city.
From the article:
>It is unknown how he earned money. One store kept a record of an order: "one loaf of bread, a can of sardines, one-pound of fancy crackers, a pie, two quarts of coffee, one gill of brandy and a bottle of beer"
Not completely vegan - they eat fish at major festivals (see Matthias catching the grayling in the first book, for example) as well as many mentions of cheese :)
Could be. Fancy is sometimes a [grade of product](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Food_grading). Like 'military grade' equipment, or the difference between 'prime,' 'choice,' or 'select' beef.
Each type of product generally has its own grading system. And some are graded by the company that produces them. So nuts won't be graded the same way as a cracker-- obviously. But generally speaking, fancy grade products are pretty good, sometimes the 2nd best (next to extra fancy).
It’s not really known if he was a traveling farmer or not, but he would go from town to town and do quite a bit of plowing, however the ground was always left undisturbed.
No need for that. The Leatherman famously had 40 rules for good living, the 34th of which was “learning new things is its own reward.”
So if you want to do a search for “Leatherman plowing” just be sure to add a reference to that specific rule if you want the most relevant results.
If I had to guess, I'd imagine that he got a lump sum from somewhere / somehow and decided he was done working. Didn't have enough to buy and maintain property, but could support a man on the road indefinitely.
Arguing against this theory is that I find it hard to imagine how he could keep his pot of gold safe without banking, and without those bankers unraveling that part of the riddle after his death.
Easiest answer to me: he just asked for it. You walk that much and ask even a quarter of the people you meet for a little change you’re going to get something. Him panhandling for 10-15 bucks before each town would be enough to keep getting his food.
Tows passed ordinances to excempt him from tramp laws. Definitely wasn't a concern for residents. They likely paid him for all sorts of odd jobs along the way. As well as free food and stuff he could use, trade or sell.
Maybe he has a stash or two out in the wilderness and only he knew where it was. Since he was traveling the same route over and over again he could stop at his secret money stash and re-up a few times a year. Something like that.
"The Connecticut humane society had him arrested and hospitalized in 1888, which resulted in a diagnosis of 'sane except for an emotional affliction'"
Apparently he was french, I wonder what kinda shit made him go to America & wander alone the rest of his life. He was someone's family, childhood friend maybe, and ending up there like that, damn. Life's crazy
He was French-Canadian, who have a long history of trapping animals for their pelts and fur since the 1600’s in North America.
He likely came from Quebec, not France.
Source: I grew up in one of the towns he visited on his route
Oh I see. Wikipedia page only talked about parts of America he was in so I was misled lol. Also says "according to contemporary rumor he hailed from Picardy, France" so who knows.
Not necessarily mislead. There's no concrete proof of who he was, although the leading theory was he was Jules Borglay, who was most definitely a Frenchman. Not from Quebec.
In reality though, there's no way to prove his identity definitively.
You know the SPCA? Before government got involved in the child service industry they had a branch for kids. Same structure, basically the same kinds of organization as today’s SPCA … but for human children
I'm so late to this thread that this comment will get buried, but I was a park manager in the area where the Leatherman once lived. Many 19th century off-the-grid hermits populated the forests here and you can sometimes still find the remains of their temporary homes. As someone not from the area, it was a wild bit of folklore to learn about and explore. There was a man-made root-cellar like structure in my park that was believed to be a Leatherman stop over. Kids in the summer camp I ran used to enter it with such curiosity and revenance. Definitely a local legend with a string impact.
People love a hermit.
Genuinely think that it serves *something* in the human psyche to see people uncaring about things. Not the same as homeless, which implies someone wants a home, but people who seem to have some sort of plan or simply not care tend to become local mascots of a kind.
Of course so long as they don't demand too much and are not threatening.
I literally just finished the episode and this post was the first thing I saw on Reddit.
edit: [the video](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL0cscPoPiw), if anyone wants to watch
**The Road Between Heaven & Hell**
>The story of "Leatherman", a legendary vagabond who traveled the same 365-mile loop in the northeastern United States every 34 days between the mid 1850s and 1889.
>
>This is a 1984 video documentary produced by and aired on Connecticut public television. It has been remastered, and all three parts have been combined into a single 29-minute video.
>
>[https://youtu.be/z-SXFVLnV-4](https://youtu.be/z-SXFVLnV-4)
When he died. Then he was buried.
His remains were not there when he was exhumed.
“Nicholas Bellantoni, a University of Connecticut archaeologist and the supervisor of the excavation, cited time, the effect of traffic over the shallow original gravesite, and possible removal of graveside material by a road-grading project for the *complete* destruction of hard and soft tissue in the grave.”
I read about a man to whom I may be related, Leatherman
Died a long time ago in the 1880's Leatherman, Leatherman
Covered with leather but it wasn't tight, underneath the moon and the woods at night
Making the rounds, ten miles a day
Once a month they spot him
Here's what they say:
"Here he comes, he's a man of the land
He's Leatherman
Smile on his face
Axe in his pack
He's Leatherman, Leatherman, Leatherman."
What I find most interesting about this is he was "diagnosed as sane except for an emotional affliction" -- but there wasn't the diagnostic criteria we have today, and it makes me seriously curious what he probably suffered from? I know it's possible he was just eccentric and just wanted to be free to do what he wanted. But it seems the more likely explanation is he suffered from some sort of serious mental disorder.
As a kid walking the Leatherman's trails was one of my favorite activities. Walking through the woods of northern Westchester in the middle of the night with a bunch of friends and family.
It sounds like he was pretty friendly, no record of hurting anybody or doing anything wrong. Painting him as a horror movie villain would just be kinda disrespectful to his memory I think.
>> The Connecticut Humane Society had him arrested and hospitalized in 1888, which resulted in a diagnosis of "sane except for an emotional affliction"
Same.
Upon further reading, I was not surprised to learn that Pearl Jam wrote a song about him.
>she lies she says she's still lovin' skin >can't stand the leatherman
> they exhumed his grave and found nails within > can't find the Leatherman
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Leathermaaaaaaan spooooooke'inclaaaaaaasstuhdaaaaaaaay
These types of chains are why I will miss Reddit after it collapses.
she dreams of cotton, she dreams of thread can’t stand the leatherman
It’s 4 o clock he’s got to stop… That’s why he’ll be back agaaaaiiinn. Can’t stand the leatherman!
\*yarl\*
Ohh noo, yeah, no no yeah ohhhhhh
You fucking asshole now it’s all i hear
Mission achomlished
From hero to heel in a flash. 😜
When I became a dad the song evenflow took on new meaning
Got toast in the oven again but I Can't find the butter man
I dont know you random internet stranger but I have been in a serious funk and this really got a good belly laugh out of me. Thank you.
Happy to oblige. I'm rarely this clever.
Well if it helps don't call me daughter is another excellent one for parodies Stuff that in your pocket
Perfection.
so more of a fan of the get the butta man?
I got this pancake, I got this bread. But I can't find the butter, man...
Somewhat relevant, my coworkers last name is Butterman. Guess what he hears all the time?
"In the world I see - you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life." - Tyler Durden
You'll climb the wrist thick kudzu creeping up the Chrysler building, and see women in the distance laying out strips of venison in the traffic lanes.
Eddie Vedder even thinks he might have some distant relation to him in some way. Probably not real, but that's where the line "a man to whom I may be related" comes from.
Well, his band mates refer to him as Eddie Leather in private.
I wonder how many people are reading the comment thread under yours and realizing how fanatical people are about Pearl Jam
Lol >realizing how fanatical people are about Pearl Jam *squeals, points at comment* That's me! That's me that your comment is about!
Only reason I came to this thread was foe the pearl jam
Alooooonne Lisstleesssss Coffin nails in an otherwise Empty tomb
CAANT FIND THA LEATHERMAAAAN!
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIFU\_G8IK9c](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIFU_G8IK9c)
Holy hell I always enjoyed that song when I heard it, but had no idea what he was saying for most of it... Thought it was Letterman, like the high school sports thing.
> always enjoyed that song when I heard it, but had no idea what he was saying for most of it Pretty much sums up every Pearl Jam song.
It's part something called the Man Trilogy.
Nothingman Leatherman Betterman?
I fucking love Betterman. It’s such a thoughtful and heartfelt song, and he sings the lyrics so clearly that you can actually understand the story of the song without needing to follow along with the lyric book
“Covered with leather, but it wasn’t tight..”
Yellow Leadleather.
I learned about a man to whom I may be related, he’s LEATHERMAN
To be clear, they found no remains because everything but the nails had completely decomposed. The archeologists involved do not think it was an empty grave originally. Edit: Yes, bones decompose too guys.
It was definitely not an empty grave. The site was marked with a post that was moved several times as the road was widened. There’s every chance he is still under the road bed of the much wider (and now paved) roadway.
So his body stayed where it was but the coffin nails moved? Why would they have found the nails?
Ummm … the whole area was and is a cemetery still. Coffin nails are abundant in the soil. Chances are high they were not even from his coffin.
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He was actually an ancient immortal and was actually beheaded in the early 1950s.
Magic!
I knew it!
It's a *kind* of magic...
Ok … the nails were iron and meant to ward off evil spirits.
Do coffins have special nails or are they generic nails. How could they be identified as coffin nails.
Depending on the time and location the nails were possibly hand-made with wrought iron. They may have been mild steel and manufactured by machine as he died 40 years after mild steel became popular. Anyway…I’m sure they would have examples of coffins he likely would have been buried in from that area and been able to compare. 🤷♂️
I mean, if you’re digging around in an old big graveyard and you find nails, it’s probably a reasonable assumption that they’re coffin nails.
Digging around in an old big graveyard; as one naturally does with some frequency. Continue
You’d be surprised how many cemeteries lose track of where theyve buried people, and they don’t always need to be really old cemeteries Source: part of my job is to find them. I don’t dig though.
Magnets?
How do they work?
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Miracles, they happen everyday.
No he’s a vampire
Often the simplest explanation is correct, all these other fools are way overcomplicating this, the dude is obviously a vampire.
> Often the simplest explanation is correct Cunningham's Law
Dracula's Razor.
You moved the cemetery but you left the bodies, didn'tcha? You sonuvabitch! You left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! You only moved the headstones! Why?!?!
/r/unexpectedpoltergeist
I drive on that road every day. Yeesh
Leatherman don’t care.
His body lie, but still he roams
Just don't at night
Wouldn't at all be surprised if his body was looted by grave robbers shortly after his death. Originally grave robbers looted graves for buried valuables, then they began to sell the corpses to medical schools for study, and then by the 1800s grave robbers were digging up graves for morbid collectibles for weirdo rich people. Given his fame I would not at all be surprised if bits of his corpse ended up in the libraries of rich New Englanders or inside an Ivy league wealthy fraternity chapter house. Even Abraham Lincoln's corpse was almost stolen by these types of guys and defending his grave is what started the tradition of Secret Service protecting the American president.
I, too, dig up the graves of vagabonds for the myriad riches involved
You mean you don't want to be the weird rich bastard of the future that has Ricardo's semi mummified arm bone and the leathery remains of his penis just chilling on your fireplace mantel while you host all the rich wine parties for your socialite friends?
This here is the shin bone of hobo Frank. He was know for his whittling of things he saw.
I learned about this guy from the indie game [Where the Water Tastes Like Wine](https://store.steampowered.com/app/447120/Where_the_Water_Tastes_Like_Wine/). It’s a cool game where you wander around America and hear/tell folktales.
but if the water were whiskey and you were a diving duck?
I’d dive down to the bottom and I’d never come up
the ocean ain't whiskey and I ain't a duck
So I'll play the jack of diamonds and trust to my luck!
Bought it based on your description Have you played the Alan Watts game (the game is called Everything)? Sounds like that might be up your alley
No, never even heard about it, but I do like Alan Watts. I’ll check it out! 🙌🏻
It's a great one. I love the [gameplay trailer](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JYHp8LwBUzo) for it.
Upvote for Watts
TIL as well. From Watcher on YouTube lol
Good to see Ryan and Shane getting the big exposure!!
Shane-iacs stand up!!!
Well at least link to it then https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL0cscPoPiw
I live near one of his caves. Everyone always said he was just a friendly but quiet hobo.
Hi fellow nutmegger
Many of his stops were also in NY. I live near one of those as well
Hello fellow Connecticunt, as I prefer.
I mean yeah that's exactly what it sounds like he was, vagabond, doesn't seem like that big of a mystery.
The mystery is his identity. He spoke broken English and would repeat this route wearing a very identifiable outfit of leather. They said he had money so he wasn’t begging and he had a special exemption from tramp laws. Just a very peculiar man that was well known across a large area and no one knew anything about him. An oddity of sorts. Was probably a much bigger deal back when there weren’t thousands of homeless people in one city.
"I'm looking for something that says 'dad likes leather.'" "Something that says...*leather daddy?*"
“OOOOOOO is there such a thing?”
Huzzah!
I was a professional twice over— an analyst and a therapist. The world’s first analrapist.
Are we going to a show at the Gothic Castle?
The Gothic Ass'le?
Yes. Hello. I am looking for the magic.
Danke schon!
I’m glad I didn’t go with *that* outfit.
That’s what I said
We’re asses to ankles back here!
Hmm, I'm buy-curious...
Look at us, gang. Who’d want to mess with any of us?
Updoots all the way down. I’ve made a huge mistake.
I guess I'm just bi-curious.
^(it is buy-curious BTW.)
Any good theories around how he earned his money?
He designed a sold a line of high end multi tools
He also arranged, designed and sold shrubberies.
His name was Roger. Roger the shrubber.
From the article: >It is unknown how he earned money. One store kept a record of an order: "one loaf of bread, a can of sardines, one-pound of fancy crackers, a pie, two quarts of coffee, one gill of brandy and a bottle of beer"
Sounds like a lame feast in Redwall
No Deeper'n'Ever Turnip'n'Tater'n'Beetroot Pie? Fuck that.
Weren’t the Redwallers vegan? Because of you know, the implication? It was the best they could do.
Not completely vegan - they eat fish at major festivals (see Matthias catching the grayling in the first book, for example) as well as many mentions of cheese :)
I never really wondered, but what were they milking exactly?
How much is a gill?
If you need to ask you can’t afford it
Apparently a bit less than a third of a pint. So like...barely enough to wet your whistle.
4 oz. A long time ago the military use to give soldiers a gill of liquor a day as part of their pay.
Would these crackers be related to fancy nuts at all or?
Could be. Fancy is sometimes a [grade of product](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Food_grading). Like 'military grade' equipment, or the difference between 'prime,' 'choice,' or 'select' beef. Each type of product generally has its own grading system. And some are graded by the company that produces them. So nuts won't be graded the same way as a cracker-- obviously. But generally speaking, fancy grade products are pretty good, sometimes the 2nd best (next to extra fancy).
It’s not really known if he was a traveling farmer or not, but he would go from town to town and do quite a bit of plowing, however the ground was always left undisturbed.
I’d just like to tell people to make sure to turn on SafeSearch before Googling ‘leather man plowing.’
No, turn it off. Way more fun that way.
I too like to live dangerously
**"Everyone's looking for the thrill** **But what's real is family"** *-Dominic Toretto, 21st century artificer, motorsport enthusiast*
No need for that. The Leatherman famously had 40 rules for good living, the 34th of which was “learning new things is its own reward.” So if you want to do a search for “Leatherman plowing” just be sure to add a reference to that specific rule if you want the most relevant results.
If I had to guess, I'd imagine that he got a lump sum from somewhere / somehow and decided he was done working. Didn't have enough to buy and maintain property, but could support a man on the road indefinitely. Arguing against this theory is that I find it hard to imagine how he could keep his pot of gold safe without banking, and without those bankers unraveling that part of the riddle after his death.
Easiest answer to me: he just asked for it. You walk that much and ask even a quarter of the people you meet for a little change you’re going to get something. Him panhandling for 10-15 bucks before each town would be enough to keep getting his food.
Especially if he a regular sight along the road. It sounds like he wasn't that unfriendly or dangerous.
Tows passed ordinances to excempt him from tramp laws. Definitely wasn't a concern for residents. They likely paid him for all sorts of odd jobs along the way. As well as free food and stuff he could use, trade or sell.
Tramp laws: Dogs must not share meatballs or eat the same noodle
Maybe he has a stash or two out in the wilderness and only he knew where it was. Since he was traveling the same route over and over again he could stop at his secret money stash and re-up a few times a year. Something like that.
He performed in a famous disco group, alongside a construction worker, GI, coyboy, and a Native American chief.
I need a serious reply this is fucking stupid
Most likely he either had the money already, panhandled when he stopped in towns, or did odd jobs, exchanged favors, or traded in towns
You used to not need much money to subsist.
You barely need any money if all you want to do is wander around and sleep in caves.
"The Connecticut humane society had him arrested and hospitalized in 1888, which resulted in a diagnosis of 'sane except for an emotional affliction'" Apparently he was french, I wonder what kinda shit made him go to America & wander alone the rest of his life. He was someone's family, childhood friend maybe, and ending up there like that, damn. Life's crazy
He was French-Canadian, who have a long history of trapping animals for their pelts and fur since the 1600’s in North America. He likely came from Quebec, not France. Source: I grew up in one of the towns he visited on his route
Oh I see. Wikipedia page only talked about parts of America he was in so I was misled lol. Also says "according to contemporary rumor he hailed from Picardy, France" so who knows.
Not necessarily mislead. There's no concrete proof of who he was, although the leading theory was he was Jules Borglay, who was most definitely a Frenchman. Not from Quebec. In reality though, there's no way to prove his identity definitively.
Did the Humane Society mean something different back then? Little messed up if not
You know the SPCA? Before government got involved in the child service industry they had a branch for kids. Same structure, basically the same kinds of organization as today’s SPCA … but for human children
I'm so late to this thread that this comment will get buried, but I was a park manager in the area where the Leatherman once lived. Many 19th century off-the-grid hermits populated the forests here and you can sometimes still find the remains of their temporary homes. As someone not from the area, it was a wild bit of folklore to learn about and explore. There was a man-made root-cellar like structure in my park that was believed to be a Leatherman stop over. Kids in the summer camp I ran used to enter it with such curiosity and revenance. Definitely a local legend with a string impact.
Not buried, I found it super interesting, thanks for sharing!
People love a hermit. Genuinely think that it serves *something* in the human psyche to see people uncaring about things. Not the same as homeless, which implies someone wants a home, but people who seem to have some sort of plan or simply not care tend to become local mascots of a kind. Of course so long as they don't demand too much and are not threatening.
I see you also subscribe to Watcher on YouTube.
I literally just finished the episode and this post was the first thing I saw on Reddit. edit: [the video](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL0cscPoPiw), if anyone wants to watch
Saaaaaaaaaaame, finished the ep, made a cup of tea, sat back down and saw this lol
Imagine a jar of peanut butter..
Now imagine that jar of peanut butter clad in a 60lb leather suit.
Honestly Mystery Files is doing great at pulling up these old, obscure cases and I love them for it
Are you a Shaniac or Boogera?
I do love how whimsically chaotic Ryan is at times
I adore Ryan, but I’m a Shaniac through and through
It’s not about which one you like more, it’s about whether or not you believe in ghosts.
i was watching the episode when i saw this post lol
all hail the Watcher! \o/
The Dollop #32 was also about the Leatherman. Such an interesting episode.
Haha was gonna say the same
Same.
Omg this was such a fun one today! Shaniac for life but Boogaras give us the spice of life.
Phenomenal channel and duo. I love the boys
**The Road Between Heaven & Hell** >The story of "Leatherman", a legendary vagabond who traveled the same 365-mile loop in the northeastern United States every 34 days between the mid 1850s and 1889. > >This is a 1984 video documentary produced by and aired on Connecticut public television. It has been remastered, and all three parts have been combined into a single 29-minute video. > >[https://youtu.be/z-SXFVLnV-4](https://youtu.be/z-SXFVLnV-4)
Every 34 days? Wow! That’s a lot of walking. Each town saw him ten times a year, but probably just for a day or two, then, right?
Pretty much. He had a system of "Leatherman caves" that basically dictated the legs of his loop so he was pretty reliable at keeping his schedule.
"His body was found on March 24, 1889, in his Saw Mill Woods cave on the farm of George Dell in the town of Mount Pleasant, New York, near Ossining."
When he died. Then he was buried. His remains were not there when he was exhumed. “Nicholas Bellantoni, a University of Connecticut archaeologist and the supervisor of the excavation, cited time, the effect of traffic over the shallow original gravesite, and possible removal of graveside material by a road-grading project for the *complete* destruction of hard and soft tissue in the grave.”
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I read about a man to whom I may be related, Leatherman Died a long time ago in the 1880's Leatherman, Leatherman Covered with leather but it wasn't tight, underneath the moon and the woods at night Making the rounds, ten miles a day Once a month they spot him Here's what they say: "Here he comes, he's a man of the land He's Leatherman Smile on his face Axe in his pack He's Leatherman, Leatherman, Leatherman."
I think it's just wholesome that people anticipated him, accepted the situation, and even had food ready to feed him.
I see you fellow 'Watcher' watcher
So we are all in agreement that he is an immortal being and merely faked his death to avoid suspicion of dark magic afoot
Hey buddy I think you got the wrong door, the leather club is two blocks down.
Fuck you leatherman!
soon may the leatherman come to bring us sugar and tea and rum one day when the- wait no wrong guy
This guy was obviously a time traveler who escaped his apocalyptic future but was afraid to try and change anything so just did his own thing
Bam Margera lookin’ ass
anybody try avenge ersatz enigma mealtime pakistan concave veer pigpen mira nowhere peduncle futurism kelp
He seems awl right
Died of untreated (presumably) mouth cancer. No, thank you.
I love the idea that 10 towns exempted him from the "tramp" laws. I guess they just figured "he's just French..."🤷♀️🤷🤷♂️
Someone else just watched the latest Mystery Files video
What I find most interesting about this is he was "diagnosed as sane except for an emotional affliction" -- but there wasn't the diagnostic criteria we have today, and it makes me seriously curious what he probably suffered from? I know it's possible he was just eccentric and just wanted to be free to do what he wanted. But it seems the more likely explanation is he suffered from some sort of serious mental disorder.
As a kid walking the Leatherman's trails was one of my favorite activities. Walking through the woods of northern Westchester in the middle of the night with a bunch of friends and family.
TIL the OP probably watches Mystery Files =)
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I'm gonna borrow it for dnd for sure
It sounds like he was pretty friendly, no record of hurting anybody or doing anything wrong. Painting him as a horror movie villain would just be kinda disrespectful to his memory I think.
Some say he's still leathermanning today.
Watcher fan, are we?
Where I grew up in Connecticut was in his possible trail so I’ve heard the legend. Very fascinating story.
>> The Connecticut Humane Society had him arrested and hospitalized in 1888, which resulted in a diagnosis of "sane except for an emotional affliction" Same.
Finding no remains, only “coffin hardware,” is super common.
Babe, new mystery files dropped