Farnhamia wrote:Tsa-la-gi Nation wrote:I think you misunderstand what I was trying to say. My experiences can be counted on two hands. My fathers are numerous. He grew up in a house built in the very small town of Alert Indiana. That house was built in 1898 as the town morgue before it was converted into a home to live in. My pop lived there for most of his live before going to Vietnam. The stories from that place from him, his two brothers, & his (now late) sister could be made into a movie. From what they claim, something happened every night. I only remember that house a a very small child, so those stories are not my own.
As for the Gettysburg remark, that was for those not keen on the civil war, but thanks, I do take your point.
Thanks for the clarification. I'm still skeptical, for the reasons I mentioned. You live a place that's supposedly haunted, you're going to grow up thinking it's haunted, and every little ... something is going to be a haunting.
As I said before, pics or it never happened.
I don't have pics. I do think you have seen me post enough to know that I do joke around, but I'm not a BS artist.
I can tell you that in Fredericksburg, I use to cook at a restaurant in a converted rowhome called the chimneys building. The house is said to be haunted by a little boy who was run over by a horse & buggy during the late 1700's in front of the house (now restaurant). I never gave it much thought working there until one night after the dinner rush the chef cooked up a dish for me to eat before clean up. I sat the plate down on the prep table, picked up a fork, & as I was putting the fork down to the plate, the plate slid down the prep table about two feet. My fork almost hit the table as the plate moved away from me. The kid ghost is known to play pranks on people, as he did me that night. I didn't touch the plate, it just moved. I can't explain it any other way.





