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Spooky! Trainjotting holds a flashlight to its face around a campfire to tell the old tale of Ezekiel Marcus, who died on the West Side tracks in 1934. The site reports that Marcus was a Manhattan native, born in 1899, and worked as a West Side Cowboy, riding horseback "up and down the 20-odd blocks of 10th Avenue to warn pedestrians that the train was coming."
In December 1934, the urban cowboy died after falling off the side of the High Line between Gansevoort and Horatio, on what’s now known as Washington Street. Several hundreds came out to raise a glass to Marcus, and since that day he's returned to haunt those involved with developing the High Line. Or this is all a lie, who knows!
Allegedly Friend of the High Line's Joshua David claims many years ago a man with "a long brown beard and wild brown eyes" told him "in a gravelly voice to ‘leave well enough alone.’ Eighteen months later, it was Hammond’s turn to get a visit from Zeke Marcus. Hammond, a painter, said he was on the phone with the actor Edward Norton, an early champion on the High Line, in his apartment when the ghost of Marcus slipped through a heating duct in his kitchen." Apparently Marcus told him he would "make it rain every day if the place of his death was trampled upon by the masses." And guess what? It's been raining a lot since Mayor Bloomberg cut that ribbon.
We put a call in to David and Hammond to verify this ghost story, but their phones were busy. Could they have been on the receiving end of more threatening transmissions from Zeke?!
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I'm more worried about the rich, snooty-boogie types that will haunt The High Line for decades to come...
The thought of yuppies haunting places is terrifying!
"Don't step onto this ground without wearing Gucci... Guuuuciiiii or you will face grave fashion disasters!"
You really want to see this in pictures, go to shorpy.com and search Death Avenue.
Pffft...he's just haytin' 'cause he's dead and shit.
A couple of questions here. If this guy was a West Side cowboy, what was he doing up on the highline. The whole reason of the highline was to eliminate the street level tracks and the need for the cowboys.
Secondly, it wasn't the highline that caused his death it was the pavement below the highline. That pavement has been trampled many many times over by trannies and others throughout the years. Now all of a sudden the dude rises from his grave?
Then again it is the middle of June and it feels like the middle of April, so who knows. Maybe it's caused by multitude flocks of Canadian geese that are blocking the sunlight.
Oh no you di'int, chica!
I must admit you got me on that one jibbly. Now can you explain in English what you just said.
Kind of sounds like his death was caused by the pavement as well as perhaps inebriation.
No.
A ghost haunting the High Line...
Who you gonna call?