She’s got a corpse under her bed . . .
Caroline Spector
In March of 1947, police were called to a dilapidated brownstone in Harlem. Someone had called in a tip that there was a dead body in the house.
This wasn’t the first time the police had been called to the premises. Five years earlier, the bank that held the note on the brownstone began foreclosure on the house for delinquent payment. After a confrontation with the police, the owner paid the remaining balance of the mortgage and vanished back into his house.
This was no ordinary house. The people who resided within were called The Ghosty Men by neighbors. By the time they died in 1947, the Collyer Brothers were a local legend.
When the police were finally able to enter the house, by dislodging several tons of collected effluvia, they discovered Homer, the older of the two brothers, dead. The younger brother, Langley, was missing.
Over the next few months, the police removed tons and tons of newspapers, baby carriages, fourteen grand pianos — and even a Model T — from the residence. In all, over 100 TONS of well, crap, was removed from the house. A month into the process, Langley’s rat-eaten corpse was unearthed.
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