Friday, October 14, 2016

Dead Pool

One of Herbert Armstrong's biggest trophies when he was buying land in Pasadena was when he acquired the Hulett C Merritt Estate.  Merritt was a multimillionaire by the time he was 18.

Merritt’s father had discovered the Mesabi Iron Range in Minnesota. Young Hulett spent a year in a cast with an injured hip but graduated at the head of 800 students at a business college. He started selling real estate in Duluth, his hometown. By 18, he was a multimillionaire, having developed Texas City, in Texas, and owning a large interest in iron mines and railroads. Pasadena History: Remembering Hulett C Merritt
Merritt's house was ahead of its time when he built it.  He had a pool installed underground to the left of the house.

That pool ended up being part of the Frontier Room, which was a student lounge for many years.  The pool was also where many hundreds Ambassador students and church members were baptized.

Now it has been put to better use.  Now the living dead can use it for their caskets in the latest American Horror Story: Hotel on FX.

Quite a fitting epitaph for a dying church.


Opinionated said...

Just finished the series last night. Very disturbing but not as bad as a Thiel sermon.

Black Ops Mikey said...

Replete with grizzly murders.

A fitting venue to mark the horror of the Worldwide Church of God, although the tortures involved in the WCG (such as Joseph Tkach, Senior yelling at a hapless innocent woman for 5 hours to completely devastate her) have much more complexity and sophistication than the horror drama.

Maybe they could use stories to incorporate into the series from the WCG.

On second thought, they are so bizarre that they would find no credibility in the audience of the show.

nck said...

"On second thought, they are so bizarre that they would find no credibility in the audience of the show."

I was not going to disturb your fine work.
But that remark is a gem, considering our recent conversation.
Exactly my point and you are the audience.


Opinionated said...

Sick nck. Back to your mental RaNtS OF NoNsEnSeS.

Anonymous said...

Ah, memories. I was there when that mansion was acquired. I helped plant the Italian Cypress trees. A friend and I kept that student gathering place stocked with things like juices and ice cream. Those were heady days. We were so confident this was "the work."

What a fiasco it all turned out to be! Beware, you denizens of those other mini-me kingdoms.

Allen C. Dexter

nck said...

Someday we'll build a home
On a hilltop high, you and I,
Shiny and new, a cottage that two can fill.
And we'll be pleased to be called
"The folks who live on the hill."

Someday we may be adding
A thing or two, a wing or two.


But we will always be called
"The folks who live on the hill."

Our veranda will command a view of meadows green,
The sort of view that seems to want to be seen.
And when the kids grow up and leave us,
We'll sit and look at the same old view, just we two.

Written by Jerome Kern, Oscar Ii Hammerstein • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group