Of course, Paraskevidekatriaphobia isn’t the only phobia to plague people’s imaginations. There are many rules about what to avoid. Don’t walk under ladders, or spill the salt, or have 13 people around your dinner table. And as many people as there are who believe in such things there are always a few who like to fly in the face of fear.
In New York in 1881, just to make the point that the fear of all things thirteen was nonsense an august group of 13 men got together to form a dinner club. They held their first meeting on January 13, 1881. Sadly, that was a Thursday. Had they waited until May of 1881 they could have really socked it to Paraskevidekatriaphobia, alas they were too keen to eat together, and so January 13 saw the 13 members of the Thirteen Club, as they imaginatively called themselves, sitting down to dine at 8.13 p.m. in room 13 after they had walked under a ladder to enter their room. They dined among piles of spilled salt according to reporters in the know. It was a movement that grew through the 1880’s and by 1887 had gained over 400 members all over America, including men who would eventually hold the highest political office.
6th, 1901 Czolgosz shot McKinley twice in the abdomen and left him lingering between life and death. By Saturday, September 14th McKinley was dead and his vice president, Theodore Roosevelt, was sworn in as president. Czolgosz was arrested, tried and found guilty. He was executed by electric chair on October 29th 1901.
By the turn of the century the quest to fly in the face of phobias around the number 13 began to wane and the Thirteen Clubs expired. There is no record of whether any of them were disbanded on Friday the 13th.
and sank off the British coast around 2.30 a.m. on Saturday, December 14th 1907, but for Lawson, back home in Boston,it was 9.30 p.m. on Friday, the thirteenth. He eventually died broke in 1925.