I went there in the late 70’s. We got stuck in the back of the cemetery and heard what sounded like an old time fare music. It was so scary. Early morning we were able to get out.
My mom always told me " Son, Don't fear the dead, the living are far more evil". At 51 years old and seeing what humans do, I understand what she meant.
I went there with my exhusband one time. We were supposed to meet up with a friend who is an avid ghost hunter to explore but se cancelled when we were ur way because her son broke his arm and they had to go the hospital. I wonder now, if that happened spiritually as a deterrent. We were already on our way and stopped at Red Lobster to eat first. We struck up a conversation with our waiter and he, ironically knew of Pinewoods so we said, we have to go now. Upon entering, the wind and tree leaves took on an eerie feel. We proceeded onwards deeper into the trees as the actually cemetery part starts about 200 feet back. I then heard a woman’s voice coming from the sky, it was hard to make out anything she was saying but I asked my husband if he heard it and he did too. It sounded like someone tallking from another level of the house withi the floor in between.The feeling inside was an oppressive feeling and I wanted to get out. We did leave and drove down the road to see if there were any houses having a party or something outside to explain the voice and there was none. It’s funny that the narrator said this place is known to stick with you because I couldn’t shake that place or the feeling for 3 days and I swear I will not go back there.
I lived on Collins Avenue. My Graat Grandmother is buried there. When we were kids in the 70's my mom would pack a picnic and we would walk to the cemetery and to my great grandmother's grave. We would eat or sandwich while my mom used scissors cut away the dead grass from the headstone. My brother and his best friend found the caretaker collapsed. They ran home on their bikes and the police went. They said he had a heart attack and died. It was always known...you don't go there at night...ever. it was such a beautiful place but even as a child, i could feel it wasn't "right".
Found you after watching your Alex Johnson video. It was really well done. I'm glad to see that you're posting again. You do a good job. We do paranormal, cemeteries, historical travel,
They've really cleaned up the place. When I was a senior at Rensselaer back in 1988, I liked to take long walks alone, and I happened to take one along Pinewoods Ave. It was getting dark, with only a little light from the moon, but I saw these two large pillars with a giant chain across the front to keep vehicles out... apparently replaced now with gates. It seemed like it had once been an entrance, but was almost fully wooded. I was curious and began to walk in. I kept running into graves, statues with arms broken off. By this point, I was pretty spooked, but I just kept going out of fascination, until I reached the mausoleum. Now it is an empty shell, but at the time, all the shelving for caskets was there, having collapsed in on itself. But no caskets. That was enough for me. I decided to turn back The place was more like a forest than a cemetery back then. Only many years later did I learn of its status as a "haunted cemetery."
My BFF's great grandparents are buried there. Their stones are the Mother and Father towards the beginning of this video. We went and she found them. Then we saw this with her great grandparents stones in the video. Like something lead us to their stones, and then to this video!
Creepy as hell. I went to pinewoods when I lived in Troy with my first GF and we both saw some crazy stuff. She wanted to see the crematorium and I never stepped foot into it . We both saw a Native American guy sitting and then vanish unrealistically fast in an open area ...strange shit.
That's amazing that you say native American guy, I was part of a film crew back in the early '80s that filmed a seance there ,and they were talking to a native American person I myself did not hear him cuz I'm not attuned to that stuff, but they swore they communicated with a native American man.
@@jayashcroft3822 I don't doubt it at all. Dude was super native like no shirt old weaponry ornate natural dressings and stuff. Interesting but not something I really want to deal with myself
I have family buried here , have been here numerous times at night , not much ever happened but there are foxes and some type of big bird that roam the grounds ...check out Oakwood cemetery in Troy NY , great tourist spot ...very big , old and haunted with some of the most beautiful stones and mausoleums
The cemetery belongs to the Town of Brunswick, not the City of Troy. The Town Historian usually does a tour of it in October, but not this year because of COVID-19. The Brunswick Historical Society has an exhibit about Forest Park. They'd welcome new memberships or donations, I'm sure - historical societies are typically volunteer-run and depend a lot on visits and special events for their budget, and the pandemic's really hurt that.
I went there in the late 70’s. We got stuck in the back of the cemetery and heard what sounded like an old time fare music. It was so scary. Early morning we were able to get out.
My mom always told me " Son, Don't fear the dead, the living are far more evil". At 51 years old and seeing what humans do, I understand what she meant.
My mom said the same thing
I went there with my exhusband one time. We were supposed to meet up with a friend who is an avid ghost hunter to explore but se cancelled when we were ur way because her son broke his arm and they had to go the hospital. I wonder now, if that happened spiritually as a deterrent. We were already on our way and stopped at Red Lobster to eat first. We struck up a conversation with our waiter and he, ironically knew of Pinewoods so we said, we have to go now. Upon entering, the wind and tree leaves took on an eerie feel. We proceeded onwards deeper into the trees as the actually cemetery part starts about 200 feet back. I then heard a woman’s voice coming from the sky, it was hard to make out anything she was saying but I asked my husband if he heard it and he did too. It sounded like someone tallking from another level of the house withi the floor in between.The feeling inside was an oppressive feeling and I wanted to get out. We did leave and drove down the road to see if there were any houses having a party or something outside to explain the voice and there was none. It’s funny that the narrator said this place is known to stick with you because I couldn’t shake that place or the feeling for 3 days and I swear I will not go back there.
I lived on Collins Avenue. My Graat Grandmother is buried there. When we were kids in the 70's my mom would pack a picnic and we would walk to the cemetery and to my great grandmother's grave. We would eat or sandwich while my mom used scissors cut away the dead grass from the headstone. My brother and his best friend found the caretaker collapsed. They ran home on their bikes and the police went. They said he had a heart attack and died. It was always known...you don't go there at night...ever. it was such a beautiful place but even as a child, i could feel it wasn't "right".
Found you after watching your Alex Johnson video. It was really well done. I'm glad to see that you're posting again. You do a good job. We do paranormal, cemeteries, historical travel,
Thanks for the encouragement! We were out for a while due to some unforeseen circumstances, but we should be posting more stuff soon.
I lived on collins ave a st over from there been there many time at nite I have many pictures that cant be explained
Lol exactly. I was on maple behind the school
Funny you say that. I lived there as a child. I went there tons with friends. And took my dog there for walks . Holy hell was it scary!
On Collins Ave. I could see pinewoods cemetary from my bathroom window.
They've really cleaned up the place. When I was a senior at Rensselaer back in 1988, I liked to take long walks alone, and I happened to take one along Pinewoods Ave. It was getting dark, with only a little light from the moon, but I saw these two large pillars with a giant chain across the front to keep vehicles out... apparently replaced now with gates. It seemed like it had once been an entrance, but was almost fully wooded. I was curious and began to walk in. I kept running into graves, statues with arms broken off. By this point, I was pretty spooked, but I just kept going out of fascination, until I reached the mausoleum. Now it is an empty shell, but at the time, all the shelving for caskets was there, having collapsed in on itself. But no caskets. That was enough for me. I decided to turn back The place was more like a forest than a cemetery back then. Only many years later did I learn of its status as a "haunted cemetery."
My BFF's great grandparents are buried there. Their stones are the Mother and Father towards the beginning of this video. We went and she found them. Then we saw this with her great grandparents stones in the video. Like something lead us to their stones, and then to this video!
Partied there for years as a teenager, I was much older when I found out my great grandparents are buried there.
Creepy as hell. I went to pinewoods when I lived in Troy with my first GF and we both saw some crazy stuff. She wanted to see the crematorium and I never stepped foot into it . We both saw a Native American guy sitting and then vanish unrealistically fast in an open area ...strange shit.
That's amazing that you say native American guy, I was part of a film crew back in the early '80s that filmed a seance there ,and they were talking to a native American person I myself did not hear him cuz I'm not attuned to that stuff, but they swore they communicated with a native American man.
@@jayashcroft3822 I don't doubt it at all. Dude was super native like no shirt old weaponry ornate natural dressings and stuff. Interesting but not something I really want to deal with myself
I have family buried here , have been here numerous times at night , not much ever happened but there are foxes and some type of big bird that roam the grounds ...check out Oakwood cemetery in Troy NY , great tourist spot ...very big , old and haunted with some of the most beautiful stones and mausoleums
Oakwood is kind of beautiful in its own way. I used to skip school and just chill there sometimes
used to go here and get drunk on Halloween in high school
I was never told any stories about this I had an idea to search up most haunted place in Rensselaer where I live in, but I never knew this existed
What is the bachground music?
Just some music I created
Loved this ty
I grew up in Brunswick. As teenagers we'd go here in groups. The mausoleum looks way more run down now. Sure is a creepy place.😱
The cemetery belongs to the Town of Brunswick, not the City of Troy. The Town Historian usually does a tour of it in October, but not this year because of COVID-19. The Brunswick Historical Society has an exhibit about Forest Park. They'd welcome new memberships or donations, I'm sure - historical societies are typically volunteer-run and depend a lot on visits and special events for their budget, and the pandemic's really hurt that.
Thanks for the info!
i live on this road
shared this to our facebook page
I'm in Troy for the night and want to check it out. Anyone know where I can get in and where to park?
park on the side of the road opposite side of the cemetery and at the gate there should be a opening to the right of the gate
@@BloofyBrainDed in Saratoga springs now.. I know the secrets that answer every unanswered question. I'm alone. find me ... or not.
I like to explore this place so so bad some say there a dark creature in this cemetery like a rake creature
Shit is not haunted…I went there at night and it was just a regular cemetery 😂
Omg I live in Troy and I went there with my cousin
I have been inside of there before!
Anyone that live in the area want to let me park around there house? I live in the cohoes area and would love to explore
Stay outta there you don't belong there spirits know this
Anybody from reddit?
My Cohoes boys lesss gooo
It was not inside the mausoleum. I was one of the boys. I can tell you the story.