Well hot damn my mom got it right. She called them "Garden Spiders". We lived in Rockford, Illinois, growing up in the 50s. My mom didn't kill spiders in the house, she would say they kill everything else, course if they were really in the wrong place she'd remove them and relocate them outside. All other bugs and insects got the rolled up newspaper treatment. One night in the bedroom I totally freaked out as a centipede was crawling up the wall, I was only around 5 years old so I was screaming bloody murder. Mom came upstairs and gave that ole centipede a piece of the news...splat! My mom, Super Mom.