The ruins of a Massachusetts prison farm can still be found crumbling the woods of a state park.

A world-class collection of mechanical musical instruments and automata.

Only a shrine remains at the site of the catastrophic nightclub inferno that killed 100 Great White fans.

A large camera obscura, constructed entirely from digitally fabricated components.

The headquarters of the famous Yale society.

This mysterious artificial cave has long puzzled New Englanders.

On a side street near the interstate is the building where the famous anarchist once owned an ice cream parlor.

"the sweltering inhabitants of Charleston and New Orleans, of Madras and Bombay and Calcutta, drink at my well . . . The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges."

This cemetery is home to numerous granite headstones that are works of art unto themselves.

The dress young Pierce wore prior to his breeching ceremony in the early 1800s is now on display for all to see.

This humble resting place belongs to one of history's most celebrated restaurateurs.

A very big rock just plopped down in the New England woods.

A short nature trail winds through the greatest works of poet Robert Frost.

A giant green dragon crawls down from the roof of the Providence Children's Museum.

The sweetest graveyard in the world is filled with headstones for dearly de-pinted ice cream flavors.

A community-run museum invites visitors to explore Jewish communities before and after the Holocaust.

This tiny church near Sleepy Hollow contains Henri Matisse's last work, a rose window, and nine windows by Marc Chagall.

One of the earliest bowling lanes in the U.S. doubled as a sewing school during a time when women had little job opportunity.

The intriguing personal collection of a professional demon-chaser.

How did the right arm of a 13th-century English bishop wind up in a Connecticut church?

The world's largest piece of copyrighted artwork.

This large pile of traveler-curated rocks by the dry lakebed is a longstanding tradition on the Old Mojave Road.

Haunted boulder in a front yard with a witch painted on it.

Four-story concrete hotel never opened to customers.