church_of_st_andrewIn this episode of Ghost Hunters, the TAPS team visited a church in Staten Island, New York, and a community center in Chicago, Illinois. Each location had a variety of paranormal experiences.

Church of St. Andrew, Staten Island, New York

This church is steeped in history, being built in 1708. The church expanded in 1712. During a 1989 renovation, 17 bodies were found under the foundation of the 1712 church. Imagine that Sunday Mass!

The reports of activity include uncomfortable and cold feelings, candles flaring up, chimes ringing, flashes of light, shadow people and the audio and visual presence of a little drummer boy in the cemetery.

Upon investigation, the TAPS team had very few personal experiences and were able to debunk most of the claims.

The most interesting piece from this investigation was that after research, the team identified the little drummer boy. He was shot on the church grounds and is buried in the cemetery.

Benton House Community Center, Chicago, IL

The Benton House was built in 1907 and opened in 1909. It was used for town meetings and was visited frequently by the popular mayor, Richard J. Daley, and his family. The Benton family matriarch died in the home. Some reports of the building include fires being snuffed out, doors slamming shut, foot steps, feelings of dread and an interesting story of a voice coming out of an unplugged radio saying, “Gaylord was hurt here and you’re being lied to.”

The investigation started with Jay and Grant moving into the hallway and seeing a small 3 1/2 foot tall shadow moving across the room. After the entire investigation, this was all they found.

A very disappointing episode to have two investigations and absolutely no evidence. I understand the paranormal does not always perform on cue, however, the producers could have combined at least one interesting investigation with either of the two from this show. I was left wanting more. A scratchy EVP, a blurry video, a hit on the thermal… anything would spice this episode up. I kept waiting for the big moment, only to be left wanting.