My friend (the guy lying in the sarcophagus photo on the previous page) found out about the crypts from his mother, who was on some committee to try and preserve it from demolition. There were some creepy exterior and interior photos of it on their dining room table. He brought me to his house to check out the photos. When his mother saw us looking at them she took them away, knowing full well that we would want to go there. She refused to give us any information as to its location since we had a dubious reputation.
Being around 1977 or so, we were limited as to search engines, Google, and aerial maps. We drove around the Pohick/Ft. Belvoir area and asked around. We finally found it just as Alan Rogers described. You climbed over a tall heap of dirt and rubble that barely covered the entrance archway. When you came down the other side you were confronted with the statues of Adm. Remey & wife. Straight back was a relatively new cinder block wall, which we assumed was the previous way to get to the supposed additional underground levels (which we never found after 27 visits!). The sides of the entrance hall was lined with several large statues representing 'faith', 'hope, 'jealousy', etc.
The statue of Adm. Remey & wife was exceptionally creepy to first timers because he was headless and had red candle wax dripping down his chest (see previous photos). His wife's statue was more subtle. She had burn marks on her face but some brilliant sick-o SOB put glow-in-the-dark paint on her face! The typical scenario when bringing newbies to the crypts was to turn around and shine the flashlight on the statue faces. That usually got a "Holy shit!". Almost always, as you swept the flashlight away from the wife, they would see the faint glow from her face and you'd get a "What the f**k is that?!!" or "Pants full!!!"
If you look at the included photo, you will see a slight green/yellow tint on her face as well as the medals on his chest (glow-in-the-dark paint). Behind his right thigh you can see one of the several statues lining the entrance hall.Straight past the archway in the back is the cinder block wall, although you cannot see it on this photo.
Stumpy had legs because I remember seeing his silhouette in his doorway at night, as he let his dogs out to find us. The dogs were not dobermans but something less threatening (golden retrievers or mutts).
It was a great place, especially when you had no money and you were bored.
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