In 2001, I was kindly given permission to use the old Martin Industries mill for my haunt. The top floor of it is as big as a football field and only served as a home for photographer, Michael Parker. This was the year I decided to go invitation only and had to hire police to keep the grounds clear and the guests under control. The party ended up a smashing success (as usual), but my dollar figures went too high, the preparation time was too long, and another perfectly good camera got stolen. Remind me to frisk the people leaving my party! On to the pictures!