Reeder Road

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Local lore about Reeder Road tells of Elizabeth Wilson, a hitchhiking ghost who drowned in a swamp when her car went off the road. Her ghost waits at the roadside for a ride to her former house, but she disappears from cars at Ross Cemetery, where she was buried in 1955. Other legends say this was a hot place to dump Mafia kills in the 1930s, and a popular suicide place in the 1980s and 1990s. Folks say the area is haunted by apparitions, voices and eerie lights.

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Reder Road
Griffith , IN
United States

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41.5114182, -87.40686040000003
Lake County, Indiana
Nearest Towns:
Griffith, IN (1.5 mi.)
Schererville, IN (3.3 mi.)
Highland, IN (3.7 mi.)
Merrillville, IN (4.3 mi.)
Saint John, IN (5.4 mi.)
Dyer, IN (6.1 mi.)
Gary, IN (6.5 mi.)
Munster, IN (6.6 mi.)
Crown Point, IN (6.9 mi.)
Lynwood, IL (6.9 mi.)


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  1. Back in the late 80’s I took several dares to walk this road at night I completed the task without any surprises I call BS on this…. In fact I have walked in the day, night Halloween made about a dozen trips. I NEVER seen or heard anything…

  2. My x-husband lived in Griffith and his mom and dad born near not just Griffith but resided in the town. All know their it’s true about the young girl others say otherwise but it’s true because my x even showed me were unlike what the map says tho its not really showing the real spot where she died. Because the original Reder Rd. is we’re it forks off kinda like it’s bared off with 2 polls like a gate but it’s behide their were she died. Because back in the 50’s and earlier the normal road people drive on wasn’t made till after she died in 1955. Because on that newer road don’t got a pond but that old one does and it’s also has her parents house if you go far enough back their you’ll find it.

    • I have been down reder road many times. The church used to be by the Griffith entrance on the right hand side. The road was originally a service road for the reeder family who owned the land what a farm. They drove down the road with farming equipment. I have seen Elizabeth and she is sweet. The road didn’t scare me too much

  3. Back in or around 1970, I was offered a 5 dollar bet from my so called friends, about 10 of them( we were all on bikes) . to take my bike and ride down Reder Road to the end, where they all said they would meet me. It was night, clear sky, I can see the moon. I rode my bike as fast as I could and my chain fell off right before I got to the railroad tracks. I remember how quiet everything was. eery
    feeling. I got the chain back on and booked as fast as I could to the end only to find nobody waiting for me. I didn’t see anything weird but the the lack of noise was deafening. I rode back down main street back to Highland where I once again met up with my friends, I received the 5 dollars.

  4. I lived in Griffith for several years before moving back to Indiana. During my years there I frequently walked the famous Reeder Road. As a writer I decided to research the road itself, especially the legend of “Elizabeth Wilson.” In my findings I discovered that no such person has ever existed at least not one that died tragically in a car accident.
    There was no police report for the crash, birth announcement or funeral announcement. No clippings from the paper specifying what happened in the crash. The few Elizabeth Wilsons I died discover were old women now or had passed on or moved away before the crash allegedly happened. In my opinion, this is just another urban legend however; the truth pf what occurred in the road is far more terrifying.
    People, especially teens, sitting on the tracks or passing out intoxicated on them and dying from being hit by the trains. Unfortunately for the parents it took time to find all of the parts.
    Rape was another horrible crime that had occurred often on the road due to it being secluded and eerily dark at night.
    Lastly, the mafia. On August fourth 1973 three young boys brought a burlap sack into the police station. They said they had been walking through the marshes around the road when they discovered the sack. They believed that someone must have lost it when they were hunting. The smell made them open the bag to reveal several severed hands. The boys took the bag to the police who then turned it over to Chicago p.d. Nothing could be done; the police most likely assumed that whoever had been the owner of the severed limbs probably wouldn’t be making a police report.
    The mafia had been using the whole area, not just where the road is located but, the woods surrounding it, as a dumping ground for their victims. It made sense in a way because they believed Chicago police would have no reason to drive so far out of their jurisdiction. An unknown female was discovered on the road itself in the late 1960’s. She had been strangled and left in the ditch. Her identity is still unknown.
    Like I said, I believe the truth to be a little for fearsome than any legend that generations of kids have come up with. But hey, that’s just me.

  5. I went to this location and taken over 125 photos. only one captures face of a female within the tree line. photo attached was taken with my sony experia aTL. No filters, no flash. this is genuine.

  6. i live like 5 mins from here, in high school me and my friends loved to go ghost hunting, we often went here, but never seen anything unfortunaly. we walked it during the day and at night, even though we never saw anything, even though we wanted to, it was still a rush to do it.

    • I’ve never had a problem going into this area. It’s just an old street, so it doesn’t seem that there is anyone to contact. If anything, I would try contacting the Town of Griffith, IN. The road is very overgrown, unmaintained.

      While exploring there as a teenager, I would come across a large area of old toys and dolls. Along the ground is spray painted “PIGS” and arrows (going towards Griffith from Merrillville, Oak Ridge Prairie on the left).

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