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I went to Jim Thorpe over the weekend and did some white water rafting. But the highlight of the trip may have been the visit to the jail in town. It was plenty creepy enough in its own right, but what really took it over the top was the mysterious handprint on the wall. A man, about to be hung in the 1870s, rubbed his hand on the ground and then smacked it against the wall, saying that the handprint would never wash out, forever serving as a reminder that an innocent man had been hanged. The handprint is still there, despite numerous attempts to get rid of it. Here’s some more background on this crazy story.
