Today we decided to do some "Exploring" of some Haunted Places. Our first stop was The Ruppert House at 635 Minor Avenue, Hamilton, Ohio. Yes we went to see a house. As you will be able to tell from the pictures and videos this looks just like a regular house, as a matter of fact when you go and see it, it looks no different then the other houses along the street. Before April 1975, the house was normal. But then something awful happened there. Something that haunts the entire city of Hamilton to this day. The story begins when James Ruppert was a boy. He was not much like the other boys his age. Him and his family lived in that small house. James had asthma and because of it he was unable to participate in many physical activites. He could not play sports, and he was not allowed to attend gym class. He would always walk hunched over from his sickness. Because of this James father would constantly put him down. James's early life was terrible. He was physically crushed by the asthma, but worse he was put down by all around him. He was teased at school then come home to a diasppointed family. When James was 12 his father passed away. This left his mother and his brother Leonard in charge. His mother became much worse then his father ever was. She would beat James and tell him, he was a mistake and she wanted him to be a girl. She let Leonard beat James when ever he wanted. James was so hurt by all of this that he tried to hang himself with a bedsheet to end his pain. He survived only to be yelled at and beaten for trying to kill himself. As time went on Leonard had moved out of the house. He would marry and have 8 children. James was forced to live alone in that house with his mother. He could never hold down a job and never had any money. His mother still put him down. In 1965 James was on the verge of cracking. The Hamilton Police accused him of making an obscene phone call to an employee at the local library. James thought that his family had told on him. He thought everyone was out to get him. He already knew his mother and brother was out to get him but now he thought the FBI was out to get him also. He became incredibly paranoid. He was even convinced that his brother would sabotage his car when his back was turned. Around this time James decided to buy a gun. He got a handgun, and with a little practice, he finally found something that he was good at. He became a good marksman with a handgun, and he started to collect guns. He would go down to the Great Miami River and sit down cans on the bank. He would then shoot the whole clip into the can. With guns James finally felt like a man. Over the next 10 years, his insanity would build to a point where he could not control it any longer. His mother was threatening to kick him out of the house. He was going drinking every night. He was worried that he was going to have to find a place to live when he had no money and no job. On Easter Sunday the whole family came to the white house on Minor Avenue to celebrate the holiday. James came downstairs as everyone was arriving for the party. He sat on the front porch and watched the eight kids go around the yard to collect Easter eggs. Him and his brother talked about politics for awhile, and everyone came into the house for dinner. Suddenly James was overcome with depression again. He went and got his guns and was going to go down the river and shoot for awhile to try and get over his depression. He grabbed his .357 Magnum, his two .22 handguns, and an 18 shot rifle and walked into the kitchen. He put his rifle up against the refrigerator and told his mother and brother he was going down to the river to shoot for awhile. Making conversation Leonard ask James "How's your Volkswagen, Jimmie"? James thought that meant that his brother sabotaged his car. And that is when James snapped. James shot his brother in the face with his .357. He then pointed the gun at Leonard's wife and shot her in the head. James mother attempted to run at him to save the rest of her family, but he shot her dead before she could reach him. The he walked into the other room and killed the children. He shot them all one by one. The strange thing is not one of the kids attempted to escape. Not one of them tried to hid or save themselves not even when James stopped to reload. By the time he was done, he had killed all 11 members of his family. He had shot 10 of them in the head and 1 in the chest. He added 2 more bullets to each body to make sure they were dead. James had murdered more of his own family then anyone else in history. To this day, Easter Sunday 1975 in the house at 635 Minor Avenue holds the record for the largest family mass murder in history. Three hours later, James called the police. He said "There has been a shooting here" and then he hung up the phone. James was sentenced to two life sentences back to back. He is currently serving his term at the Allen Correctional Institue in Lima. His next parole hearing will be in 2035.
Now today when we went to this house I had my dog Happy with me. It was his 1st ghost hunt. When we pulled up to the house we had to park across the street from it. Doug got Happy out of the car and he was ok as long as he stayed on that side of the street. We could not get him to cross the street where the house was. Doug put him back into the car so we could go across the street and see the house. The whole time Happy cried and he would not stop crying till we were off Minor Avenue. So did my dog see something or know something that we do not? That I dont know all I know is he has never acted that way before and when we got to our next haunted place he was fine. I found the house to be very creepie even if all of these murders did not take place here the house still had a strange feeling to it. There was a strange feeling that you get just standing outside of it. It was a sunny day today but it seemed like a dark cloud hung over this house. If you are ever in Hamilton drive by the house but be respectful cause there is someone living in the house and I am sure they dont want to be bothered all the time.