I can’t tell you how long I’ve loved your site, but it’s been quite a while now, and I can’t stay quiet any longer! May I submit for your approval my own (two!) Traumafessions?
First one is sure to confound and confuse, as it’s about as obscure as I think one can get. It was a childrens’ record album released about 30 years ago that concerned the noises a house makes. I believe its purpose was to reassure young people that the creeks and groans one might hear at night were not, in fact, perpetuated by spirits of those long dead. Of course, all that did for me was present the potentiality that they might easily be mistaken for such.
Now, in my late thirties, I *want* to hear this evidence of a proper haunting, though three decades ago, of course, I was quite terrified of the idea. Anyway, all I have for anyone to go on is the fact that I think the record was one of those “plastidiscs” or whatever. (You know, the floppy, colorful kind.) It had a colorful, illustrated jacket, depicting I think a young boy and his dog with a cutaway of the support beams of an average 70’s home.
But alas, my memory of this is very, very foggy, indeed. Hence, any help at all would be immensely appreciated, without a doubt.
And there is just one more thing that will likely be far easier to unearth. That is, an old “Alfred Hitchcock Presents” episode that began with a man admitting his role as a murderer. All I remember is this character looking straight on into the camera, discussing his dastardly deed in somewhat shady detail, and ending with the line “That’s right, I’m a murderer.”
Please, please someone tell me what episode this could be, for I’m nearly more desperate to find this out than the “noises a house makes” record.