I used to be terrified of Halloween. Not just haunted houses—everything. Skeletons, spooky soundtracks, even those cheap motion-activated decorations. If it jumped, screeched, or glowed in the dark, I was out.
Then I turned 18, took a job at Schmitts Farm Haunt… and the irony pretty much wrote itself.
What started as a seasonal gig quickly became something I couldn’t let go of. More than ten years later—and more than five of those years as General Manager—I’ve fully embraced the darkness. I went from dodging haunted houses to designing them. Every season, I dive deeper into what truly unsettles people… starting with what gets my nightmares brewing.
My creative process is simple: I think of something that pushes the limits of comfort, something that makes me squirm—and then I crank it up by ten. I’m not chasing cheap jump scares. I want to create moments that linger… the kind that crawl into your head and stay there. That’s how each scene takes shape—through tension, unease, and just the right dose of “what if?”
Schmitts Farm Haunt isn’t just a job—it’s where I found what I was meant to do. I still get the same adrenaline rush I felt on night one—only now, I’m the one behind the curtain, pulling the strings. This place changed my life. It gave me a purpose, a career… and, as fate would have it, it’s where I met my wife.
I used to run from the monsters.
Now, I bring them to life.
Come on down this season and let us scare the Schmitt out of ya.