Comments on: “The Castle…”

By: LH

LH — Fri, 16 Mar 2012 23:58:10 +0000

I actually worked there for a years or so in the 1990s at a firm offering graphic design services on the first floor. I believe there was a sign company upstairs as well. Strange building, with lots of little passageways and odd sized rooms, doors and hallways. Remember always feeling like you could get turned around so easily in the different hallways and passageways when I first started there.

Always rumors about secret passages and tunnels in the basement that led into DC…and of the place being haunted. Sadly I don’t have any ability to confirm any of that…but still fun seeing this pix after all of these years. Wished I’d explored a bit more while I was there. Company later moved into a boring old office building…absolutely no fun at all.

Loved the little market next door as well.

By: janet

janet — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 03:08:04 +0000

I grew up on Forest Glen Rd across from the St John’s Catholic Church Cemetery in the 1950′s to 1976. We used to go hang out next door at Fowler’s Market and buy penny candy. This place looks the same. Best place in the world to grow up. Mary, you wouldn’t have the last name of Wise?

By: Ed

Ed — Sun, 27 Mar 2011 13:41:35 +0000

During the 1930′s it was a whorehouse that served customers from DC

By: Steve

Steve — Wed, 01 Dec 2010 20:53:29 +0000

Across Forest Glen/ Linden Lane can be seen the footprints of the old Forest Glen RR Station.

By: Bozoette Mary

Bozoette Mary — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 18:11:05 +0000

Also, it’s true that there was one continuous piece of land between the castle and the seminary, but it was a very deep gully. There was a bridge that connected the seminary with the castle; the remnants can still be seen on the seminary side.

By: Bozoette Mary

Bozoette Mary — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 14:46:13 +0000

I grew up a half-block from the Castle on Forest Glen Road! It was originally built as a hotel for the parents of the girls attending the National Park Seminary. My dad used to carry their bags from the train for tips. (The train station is no longer there — my grandfather was the stationmaster.) After the Army took over the Seminary, it became a Hungarian Restaurant — the upstairs was rumored to be a brothel. Every time the restaurant owner came looking for signatures on his petition to renew his liquor license, my mom would read him the riot act. She always threatened to burn the place down — until it actually did catch on fire in the sixties. She was in Ocean City at the time, a convenient alibi indeed.

By: Meg

Meg — Wed, 17 Jan 2007 10:39:51 +0000

It IS a strange building! Kind of like a castle, the balconies look kind of Spanish, and the roof could be Chinese… kind of… and the whole thing needs a coat of paint or something….

So how are you enjoying DP? Your photos look good. I like the mural, too.

Thanks for the kind comment. The good thing about doing DP is that I am now getting out more and taking more photos. Also I am noticing more about were I live than I ever did. – John