Today, 5/28/11, I had the opportunity at last to check out the Peter Cooper Glue Factory AND Fitzsimmons Road in Oak Creek. The glue factory was also known as the U.S. Glue Factory in Carrollville, WI. The address is 9006 South 5th Avenue in Oak Creek, It's north of the Oak Creek Water Treatment Plant and not far from the Bender Park Pub. Be forewarned! The place still has tons of NO TRESPASSING signs and locked gates.
With LOTS of luck, I explored several buildings all littered with broken glass, grafitti and other debri. One small office still had metal file drawers and moss growing all over. I could believe that the broken floor and ceiling tiles contained asbestos. The mask I took and wore inside did double duty. Even after many passing decades, the lingering stench from horses and blood in the factory was atrocious!
In another large open area, gang grafitti and drawings rendered themselves to rusty, collasping stairways leading to the second floor. Open electrical boxes had exposed wires. Next to the wires, puddles of water from the exposed ceiling. Large and heavy broken glass littered the floor. There were even old v-shaped wood carts with large iron wheels lying about. I took many pictures which I will have developed in a week or so. One thing though, my EMF meter never went off.
But, I NEVER felt alone. In this same area, I walked a few steps and stopped dead in my tracks I heard footsteps. A good part of me wanted to shout out "Who's there?" I refrained and just listened to the footsteps which were in front of me, in back of me and all around yet I never saw a soul! It was creepy but I held my composure. I heard walking, shuffling and it certainly wasn't the plastic sheets blowing from the wind or the birds darting in and out of broken windows.
I explored several other areas and had to finally leave because of the smell. It is very, very strong. Sure hope something is caught on film!
Headed over to Fitzsimmons Road which is close by. Just before the railroad tracks is a concrete barrier, so one has to walk the road, which to me is a good half mile to the end of the road by the cliff. Many people have said that right after the tracks, there is some eerieness. This could very well be attributed to the power lines/structures right there. My EMF meter constantly flashed until I was about 200 feet away heading east towards the lake. The meter then flashed several times down this haunting road.
I didn't hear any sounds of ghostly drag racing, but felt death and great sadness. On my return, several people walked down the road with their dogs.
Oakwood Avenue is just south of Fitzsimmons Road and has better access to the lake and cliffs area. Haunted? So they say. I'll have to explore that after another trip to the factory.
NOTE: Bender Park is also nearby, and a nice little diversion watching the boats launch and people jet-skiing. Somewhere is a little side road into the forest where the mad farmer use to live.
It took me years to get to the glue factory and Fitz. Rd., but well worth it! I went during the day and would highly advise NOT going at night. Lots of broken glass, debri, iron rods covered by overgrown grass, loose floorboards, etc. Enter at your own risk!
There are rumors over the decades that people were murdered there, and still other stories of workers falling into large vats and becoming dismembered although no deaths were ever reported according to records at the Oak Creek Historical Society. Horses were slaughtered on site, something which PETA would have highly protested. I talked with the owner of a local business in the area who mentioned his uncle and brother had worked there. They both quit because of unsafe working conditions and talk back in the 50s and 60s of it being haunted.
If someone else has heard any stories as to why the place is haunted, please share. Way before there was any factory built, the area was Indian land.....the same as Grant Park.
Last March when I was there, we were there about 1 AM or so. It was a pretty cold night, with an almost certain negative wind chill and snow still on the ground. As we were getting ready at the beginning of the road, we came up on the train tracks with the reflectors on the signs. A few of us saw the reflector light up like a headlight beam hitting it, and shortly afterwards felt a gust of wind as if a car had just passed by. There were no other cars on the road.