HGB Ep. 656 - Haunted Beaufort County, South Carolina

Moment in Oddity - The Chicken Church of Java (Suggested by: Michael Rogers)

Gereja Ayam (guh RAY juh, I am), also known as the "Chicken Church," is a bizarre, bird-shaped structure nestled in the hills of Magelang (Mah guh long), Central Java, Indonesia. It was built in the 1990s by a Christian man named Daniel Alamsjah (Ah lams YAH), who claimed he received a divine dream instructing him to construct a holy house of prayer in the shape of a dove. Despite his original intentions, the massive concrete building ultimately resembled a giant chicken hen, earning the building its famous local nickname. Alamsjah (Ah lams YAH) designed the sanctuary to be fully inclusive for people of all faiths to pray, and he even operated a rehabilitation center on-site before financial troubles forced him to abandon the project in 2000. Left to decay in the jungle for years, the structure went viral online around 2015 due to its proximity to the famous Borobudur (burr-OH buh DOOR) Temple, which is the world's largest Buddhist temple. Since its inception, the dove inspired house of prayer, 'Chicken Church', has turned into a thriving tourist attraction. The structure is complete with underground prayer rooms, a view-point in the crown, and a cafe in the rear of the **cough** chicken. Churches congregate in all sorts of buildings, but a church that was designed to look like any type of bird, certainly is odd. 

Haunted Beaufort (BEW-fert) County, South Carolina

Beaufort County is a typical southern coastal area with old live oaks dripping with Spanish moss and antebellum architecture. The county incorporates 68 islands that include Port Royal Island, Fripp Island, St. Helena Island, Lady's Island, Parris Island and Hilton Head Island. These are part of the Sea Islands that stretch from South Carolina to upper Florida. Beaufort County sits in the heart of the Lowcountry and Gullah Geechee culture and Civil War sites and historic buildings are very much a part of the area and this has led to ghost stories. Join us for the history and hauntings of Beaufort County, South Carolina.  

Our listeners are probably familiar with many of the legends and superstitions of the South and the Gullah Geechee people. The Gullah Geechee are a distinct African American ethnic group living mostly along the coasts of the Carolinas and are descended from people brought over in the slave trade from West and Central Africa. They are best known today as the creators of sweetgrass baskets and they have their own distinct Creole language. Their burial customs have been adopted by others in the South, such as covering mirrors or turning them over when someone dies and at the grave, bottles and dishes are smashed to break the chain of death in the family. To protect themselves from evil spirits, the Gullah put folded newspaper inside their shoes because the spirit must read every word before they can control them. Same idea with a broom by the door. Evil spirits have to count the bristles before they can enter the home. General Southern folklore adheres to painting the underneath of a porch roof with haint blue and they sometimes include painting the trim and shutters the same. The South believes in opening a door after someone dies so that the spirit is set free. And speaking of doors, it is unlucky to open the back door for the first time entering a house because only the front door is protected from evil. 

The county seat of Beaufort County is Beaufort, which is part of the largest municipality in the county, Hilton Head Island. The city actually sits on Port Royal Island and was chartered in 1711, making it the second oldest city in South Carolina, right behind Charleston. 

But long before that, there were several small indigenous tribes in the future Beaufort County, the Coosaw, Yamasee, Orista, Escamaçu, Edisto, Wimbee, and Kussoh. Spanish Captain Pedro de Salazar explored the area between 1514 and 1516, and both the Spanish and French would found settlements, Santa Elena and Port Royal Sound, during the 16th century. But these failed. The British would have better success with the city of Beaufort. They named it for Henry Somerset, 2nd Duke of Beaufort. Ship building would be a main industry with slavery running a close second. Ironically, the Union would occupy Beaufort during the Civil War and it would become a haven for runaway slaves. Beaufort is now a popular tourist spot as it is surrounded by natural beauty. The islands here all have their own legends and ghost stories and we are going to touch on a few of them.  

Hilton Head Island

The island was first sited over 350 years ago by William Hilton. When he landed, he found the Yemassee tribe here, which had migrated from Florida. He also found these mysterious shell rings that no one has ever been able to figure out the significance of. These rings measure up to 240 feet across and as much as 9 feet high. 

John Bayley was granted several of the islands here and they were called Bayley's Barony, with the future Hilton Head being named Trench's Island. Alexander Trench collected the land lease fees and was a property agent for Bayley. John Barnwell was the first settler to come in 1717 and he established a plantation. Another planter named William Elliott arrived in 1790 and he established Sea Island cotton, which produced record crops. Many more settlers would come and they would build the Zion Chapel of Ease and Cemetery. On November 7, 1861, the Island became the scene of the largest amphibious landing by U.S forces until D-Day. The Union landed with more than 12,000 soldiers and they captured both Fort Beauregard on St. Philips Island and Fort Walker on Hilton Head Island. After this, formerly enslaved people were granted land and they built a small self-governing town that attempted to grow the Sea Cotton. Unfortunately, the boll weevil would destroy the crops and Hilton Head was mainly abandoned for a long time. The 1950s would bring tourism and the first resort was built and in 1983, Hilton Head Island was incorporated as a town.  

Zion Chapel of Ease

The chapel that used to be here no longer remains, but its churchyard is still here and features the Baynard Mausoleum. The chapel was built in 1786 and was connected to the Episcopal St. Luke's Parish. It was tough for islanders to get to the church and so these Chapels of Ease were built to give congregants a local place to worship. 

There are four Revolutionary War patriots buried within the cemetery. Charles Davant is one of them and he was killed near the chapel in 1781 by Captain Martinangel’s Royalist militia. Davant had been a planter and he was the only military casualty for Hilton Head Island during the war. After being shot during a patrol, he managed to ride his horse back to his plantation, known as Two Oaks, where he died from his wounds. The Captain would get payback when the Bloody Legion assassinated him near Christmas in 1781 while he lay sick in his bed. The chapel’s first permanent priest was Reverend Philip Mathews who arrived in 1811 and served as the St. Luke’s Parish rector until 1828. Union troops occupied the chapel in 1862 and by 1868, nothing of the Zion Chapel of Ease remained other than its cemetery. The cemetery contains thirty-four markers, including the Baynard Mausoleum, and two cast-iron fences. Many of the markers are marble tympanum headstones with a willow and urn design and some of these gravesites also include a footstone. Five of the gravestones within the cemetery are marked by the carver’s name or initials. Three of these stones were carved by members of the White and Walker families, who were prevalent stone carvers in Charleston from the 1790s to the 1870s.

Baynard Mausoleum

The Baynard Mausoleum was built for the family of William E. Baynard in 1846. This is the oldest remaining structure on Hilton Head Island. Baynard was born on Edisto Island in 1800 and inherited Spanish Wells Plantation from his father and he purchased Muddy Creek from his uncle's estate. He did really well with planting Sea Island Cotton. 

William married Catherine Scott and they had eight children. He died in 1849 at what is today called the Baynard Ruins, but had been the Braddock's Point House. How he came to own this property is a matter of legend. The house had been built by James Stoney in 1793 from tabby and was once a grand antebellum plantation overlooking the Calibogue Sound. Braddock's Point Plantation had been in the Stoney family for four generations. Stoney challenged Baynard to a high stakes poker game and he ended up betting the title to Braddock's Point. He lost the hand to Baynard, who became even wealthier with this new property. Baynard was only 49 when he passed. His funeral was at Zion Chapel of Ease and the funeral procession featured a black-draped wagon-hearse followed by Baynard's formal black carriage and other carriages carrying family and friends. It was the most impressive funeral cortege ever assembled on the island. Catherine followed him five years later, she was only 42. She had actually been five months pregnant when William passed. Neither of the Baynards are still in the mausoleum as vandals broke through the once beautiful marble doors and threw the caskets into the marsh. That procession has fed into ghost stories. Islanders claim to still see a shadowy procession making the same long winding trip to the cemetery on some nights, particularly when stormy and foggy.

The Blue Lady of Hilton Head Island  

The lighthouse on Hilton Head Island isn't a beautiful work of architecture. It is a 95-foot skeletal iron tower. The lighthouse is known as both the Leamington Lighthouse and the Hilton Head Island Rear Range Lighthouse and was completed in 1880. This is one of only a few surviving lighthouses in the state. The site still has the vintage brick oil house and a water cistern. 

Adam Fripp was the lighthouse keeper in 1898 when a devastating hurricane hit the island. On August 31st, this second hurricane of the 1898 season hit the southern end of Hilton Head Island. Port Royal received over 10 inches of rain and Savannah was heavily damaged. Fripp dedicated himself to keeping the light going, but it proved too much for him and he had a heart attack. His daughter Caroline was with him and she managed to get him to the lighthouse keeper's cottage. She then took on the job of keeping the light going, while also running back to the house to check on her father. He didn't make it and Caroline was left heartbroken. Some stories claim she died of exhaustion a few days later. Another story says she fell over the railing of the lighthouse in the storm. Website after website and even the New York Post claim that on rainy, windy nights, Caroline can be seen wandering the grounds of the original lighthouse complex wearing the same blue dress she died in. So she is known as The Blue Lady. The light keeper's quarters were moved to Harbour Town in the 1960's and stories claim the Blue Lady haunts this location too. The only probelm is, we couldn't find a lighthouse keeper named Fripp. And that's a famous name in the islands as there is a Fripp Island. Paul Schwarzer was the lighthouse keeper from 1891 to 1905. So he didn't die during the hurricane - which we made sure actually happened. So who is this Blue Lady? We'll never know.

St. Helena Island

Like Hilton Head, St. Helena Island was claimed by the Spanish, colonized by the French, reclaimed by the Spanish, and then Britain occupied the island until the American Revolution. The Union victory at the Battle of Port Royal enabled freed slaves to take over land abandoned by white landowners. 

In 1862, abolitionists provided donations to set up the first school for blacks in the Southern United States and this became Penn School, which grew into a 50-acre campus with multiple buildings and in the 1960s, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. made several visits to the campus and he composed his “I Have a Dream” speech while staying at one of the cottages onsite. the Penn Center is now part of the Reconstruction Era National Park. A welcome center and museum offers tours and exhibits. At the southern tip of the island is Land's End.

St. Helena Chapel of Ease

These are just ruins today. This was another Chapel of Ease in Beaufort County. It was built from tabby between 1742 and 1747 and served the members of the Parish Church of St. Helena. Most locals referred to the church as the White Church because the oyster shells and lime caused the structure to appear to glow white. 

On November 4th, 1861, Sunday services were interrupted when a messenger brought Captain William Oliver Perry Fripp news of the impending invasion of nearby Beaufort by Union troops. The planters left the area during the Civil War and the church was used by Northerners who came to help the freedmen and by 1868, Methodist freedmen were worshipping there. A forest fire in 1886 damaged most of the structure and it was abandoned. The chapel is said to host disembodied prayers and singing.

Fripp Mausoleum

The Fripp family were early colonists here and they had built and upkept the chapel. Their mausoleum still stands in the cemetery and contained the remains of Edgar Fripp and his wife Eliza. The mausoleum was built by Charleston stone-cutter W.T. White. 

Union soldiers broke open the mausoleum during the Civil War, looking for treasure. That door remained damaged for awhile and it was decided to brick up the entrance. And here we find a legend. Workmen started bricking up that entrance and returned the next day to finish and they found most of the bricks removed from the entrance and stacked up next to the mausoleum. They believed a ghost had down this and they left the job unfinished. The door remains only half-bricked up and the vault is now empty. A ghostly form of a woman wrapped in a white veil has been seen walking through the cemetery. She is sometimes seen carrying a child.

Lands End Light

As one drives out to Land's End, heading towards Fort Fremont, one will pass the hanging tree. Stories claim that runaway slaves were lynched on this tree to serve as a warning for any slaves thinking they might try to escape. 

Some people have claimed to see something strange when they come out to the hanging tree at night. They park, turn off their headlights and then they see a light in the distance that looks like a flashlight beam or a lone headlight. As this light gets closer, it gets larger and larger, but seems to get dimmer. If it speeds by, it leaves the witnesses feeling a burst of static electricity. This phenomenon is said to be reliable and appears almost nightly. No one knows the cause, but there are those that think its an optical illusion caused by cars down the road. A legend does claim a school bus slammed into the hanging tree killing several children, but there is no documentation for that. Others claim the light is caused by the souls of the slaves hanged from the tree. The Land's End Light has been responsible for a couple of deaths in the past when people have tried to chase down the light. 

Fripp Island

In the 17th century, King Charles deeded the island to Captain Johannes Fripp and so the island was named for him. He had defended Beaufort from the Spanish and the French. The Fripp family established Sea Cotton plantations before the Civil War. 

In 1854, severe storms and ocean breaches split the original landmass into three separate islands: Fripp, Pritchard’s, and Capers. By the 1820s, the island was primarily used as a private hunting and fishing preserve. In 1960, developer Jack Kilgore discovered the isolated land and planned a private island community and it now is a spot where tourists like to vacation. There are many legends connected to this island as pirates liked the secluded nature of the island and its tidal creeks. 

The Lovers of Fripp Island Beach

This legend is connected to Blackbeard. He had managed to orchestrate a blockade of Charleston for a week in the spring of 1718. Several townspeople were taken hostage, as were people from plundered ships in Charleston Harbor. 

One of these ships was the Crowley and aboard that ship was a beautiful young woman. Blackbeard was captivated by her and he took away with him to Fripp Island. Blackbeard tried to whoo her, but she wasn't interested. She told him that she loved another and was betrothed to this other man. This angered Blackbeard and he sent some of his men to kill the man, with orders to bring back his hand. The hand was presented to the girl and she was so distraught that she threw herself into the sea and drowned. On the nights of full moons, two figures can be seen frolicking on the beach together and people believe that these are the lovers reunited in the afterlife. 

Port Royal Island

The sound was named Port Royal in 1562 by the French Huguenot Jean Ribault (Ree bo). He established Charlesfort just to the south of Port Royal Island and left 30 men there. That didn't last long as the settlers killed their leader and returned to Europe the following year. 

The Spanish occupied and in 1670, the British laid claim to Carolina. They were out with the Revolution and during the Civil War, Port Royal was used as a Union coaling and repair station after the Union won the Battle of Port Royal. The city of Beaufort is on this island. The island is mostly agricultural today. There are plenty of things for tourists though too with restaurants and shopping and iconic movie locations for films like Forrest Gump, G.I. Jane, The Big Chill, The Fugitive, Forces of Nature and The Prince of Tides.

Old Beaufort Arsenal 

The city’s Visitor Center is housed in the old Beaufort Arsenal, built in 1798. The building was designed by Colonel Thomas Tailbird and constructed from tabby-and-brick and painted yellow. Many visitors ask about the re-enactor seen passing through the gate. The staff have to explain that they don't do re-enactments. Apparently there is a leftover soldier from the Civil War who likes to nod to visitors before disappearing. 

Haunted House at 810 Ribaut (Ree bo) Road

This was shared by the Beaufort District Collection from a woman named Cora Newcomb in January of 2007, "One thing you may find interesting about the house [810 Ribaut (Ree bo) Road] – we thought the house was haunted. Not a bad ghost. None of our animals liked to go up the stairs. Our dog would not go up the stairs unless we were at the other end telling him it was okay. Even if they did go up the stairs, they would go around the edge, they would not go not go straight up the stairs. So this made us think there must be ghost in the house because the dog could obviously get up the stairs easily, but he just wouldn’t do it unless we said it was okay. Sometimes right in the middle of the stairs, it would be kind of cold. So we thought it was a ghost. Usually people who have ghosts in their houses say that when they are packing up to move or are doing something that is disruptive to the ghost, that is when they will show themselves. So, we were packing up all our belongings to move and one night I was walking down the hallway on the second story to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night when there appeared to be kind of white, misty shape in the hallway. I really wasn’t paying that much attention to it because I was half asleep, but I noticed it and I walked through it and after I walked through it and was in the bathroom, I was like, 'Did I just see a ghost?' It was definitely something misty and white in that hallway." 

Joseph Johnson House or The Castle

The Castle is one of Beaufort's most celebrated historic homes. The home was built in 1859 by Dr. Joseph F. Johnson and constructed from brick and covered in a faded plaster. There are seventy-nine windows so this home had a lot of light and ventilation. 

The style is Greek Revival and Italian Renaissance with six massive columns along the front veranda. The interior had twenty-three rooms and eight fireplaces. The nickname "The Castle" comes from the fact that the Beaufort River flows alongside the property, creating a moat effect. The Johnson family moved into the house in 1861 when it was still incomplete as the Civil War was under way and decorative features were blocked by the Union. The Union used the house as a headquarters and military hospital with the summer kitchen being utilized as a morgue. There is a really weird legend connected to The Castle about a dwarf named Gauche (gowsh). His spirit is said to wander the property. The backstory is that he arrived with Jean Ribaut (Ree bo) and his Huguenots in 1562. He apparently had been a court jester seeking a new life. His life ended here from either brawling with other colonists or he died of disease. However, the Danner family said that the restless spirit of Gauche (gowsh) himself had told them that he was killed with a pike in a fracas near the Danner’s home, which was The Castle. Lily Danner was the daughter of Dr. Johnson and she had inherited the house. Gardeners claimed to see the spirit and Dr. Johnson himself saw this short statured person walking outside the home. Lily Danner reportedly saw the ghost of Gauche many times when she was a child. She said he would join her at tea parties that she held for her dolls in the basement. The spirit was described as being dresses in colorful jester’s garb. The ghost tapped out coded messages in 16th-Century French and, according Lily " … always swears and uses words the same way. He has no opinion of anyone. He called one of the family members a hellion one night." 

House guests have reported that Gauche (gowsh) is somewhat of a poltergeist, moving furniture and opening and closing doors at night. Mysterious bells are also heard. It is also legend that Gauche leaves his red hand prints on the windows of the home. The Danners had to find someone who could translate Gauche’s archaic French so they could communicate with the ghost.

The Beaufort District Collection shared, "In a June 1940 interview in Harper’s Bazaar magazine, however, a 'Mrs. Danner' (no first name given) attested that Gauche himself was never really visible, but that it was 'only by table tipping that we find him. Whoever taps, it’s always the same person who answers.' The ghost taps out coded messages in 16th-Century French and, according to Mrs. Danner, '...always swears and uses words the same way. He has no opinion of anyone. He called one of the family a hellion one night. She never listened in after that.' Mrs. Danner’s brother called Gauche 'a rough little customer.' The Danners had trouble understanding Gauche at first. Only by writing down the tapping code and finding someone who could translate Gauche’s archaic French could they eventually communicate with the ghost. In Tales of Beaufort, Nell S. Graydon told of how Gauche spoke out (in English) to a Castle house guest one stormy evening. Here is a transcript of that conversation:

GAUCHE: This is Gauche.
GUEST: What are you doing here?
GAUCHE: I live here — in the cellar.
GUEST: Why?
GAUCHE: It reminds me of my English home that I will never enter again.
GUEST: Will you let me see you?
GAUCHE: No, I do not show myself to fools."

The home stayed with the Johnson lineage until 1981. Then I found these stories. In 1969, according to a Beaufort Gazette newspaper article, "At 6:00 p. m., November 8, 1969, Mrs. Howard Danner of East Street opened her oven to remove the roast her maid had placed there that afternoon. The oven was empty, and there was no trace of the roast anywhere in the kitchen! Mrs. Danner had just taken the maid home and had left the house door unlocked for that short time. According to the report of Beaufort city police officer G. D. Smith, 'Either a very hungry person entered the house while Mrs. Danner was gone or it may be surmised that the ‘Ghost of the Danner House’ (that is, Gauche, the Huguenot Ghost) became hungry and absconded with the practically cooked roast, being unable to withstand the temptation and waiting for it to cook.' The roast thief — spectral or human — struck again the following night at the 707 North Street home of Mrs. Isiah Thomas. Mrs. Thomas, unlike Mrs. Danner, had taken the precaution of locking her door leaving her roast unattended. When she returned from a visit with nearby relatives, her supper was missing, too! L. H. Martin, the police officer reporting this incident, wrote, 'when (Mr. and Mrs. Thomas) returned hungry and ready to feast on the roast, the roast was gone.' There had been no evidence of forced entry." 

Wigg-Barnwell House

The house was built for Sarah Reeves Gibbes as a wedding gift in 1816 by her brothers. She married William Wigg Barnwell and thus the name. Philadelphia artisans designed the three-story square house that features a two-story veranda on the front with slender classical columns. 

Sarah was the great-granddaughter of Tuscarora Jack Barnwell who was the leader of the bloody 1711-1712 expedition against the Tuscarora Indians of North Carolina. And yes, that last name means she was a cousin of her husband. During the Civil War, this was a hospital and so people have seen the ghosts of soldiers outside the house and the interior features strange noises. There is also a story that the home was apartments for awhile and a young woman was murdered inside and her ghost still hangs out here. We couldn't find any evidence of a murder. 

John Mark Verdier (vair dyay) House 

The house was built by John Mark Verdier (vair dyay) in the 1804 and is also known as the Lafayette Building. He was a wealthy planter and he enjoyed entertaining the town. The interior of this house had a new style to us. It's called Adam style and was named for Scottish architect brothers Robert and James Adam. 

This is a neoclassical style with a single uniform scheme and simplified the rococo and baroque styles. The Adam style in this house was modified with a center hall and a drawing room on the right and dining room on the left. There were two additional rooms behind this and a divided stairway leads to the second floor that had a large ballroom. That ballroom eventually had the first telephone installed in Beaufort. The mantels were carved with allegorical figures, sheaves of wheat and fruit and flowers. During the Civil War, it was used as a headquarters. Verdier died at the age of 71 in 1857. Heirs of Verdier owned the home until 1940 when it was bought by a committee for the Preservation of the Lafayette Building. That committee founded the Historic Beaufort Foundation in 1967 and they use it as their headquarters. People can tour it as it is also a museum. Staff and visitors report ghostly sounds of ringing phones, cold chills and objects move about on their own. Ghost lore claims that Verdier's son died in a violent duel and that he haunts the house as well. The Beaufort District Collection Connections found a letter from a woman named Claudia Stuart who wrote her brother of this duel that was held near Beauifort at Pigeon Point. She wrote, "A very tragical affair came off there last week. John Verdier the son of old Mr. John Verdier whipped on one of George Cuthbert’s negroes, and sent by him a very impudent message to his master. George went over to Verdiers place and had a fisticuff, in which Verdier was worsted. A few days after he sent to George Cuthbert and dared him to meet him, armed at Pigeon’s Point. G.C.  went there with a double barrel gun and a pair of pistols. J. V. advanced with his pistol aimed at G.C. who told him that if he/Verdier/advanced another step, he would shoot him with his gun. Verdier continued to advance and G.C. shot him in the leg; he fled but immediately aimed at George again who shot him a second time in the body. Verdier is now lying in an almost hopeless state. Upon examining his pistol it was found not even loaded. What could have possessed him, who can tell!"

The Sea Islands are beautiful and full of history. Beaufort County is just a small section of these islands and clearly seems to have some strange things going on there. Are these places in Beaufort County haunted? That is for you to decide! 

HGB Ep. 655 - Haunted Chattanooga

This Month in History - George Frideric Handel's Messiah

In the month of September, on the 14th, in 1741, composer George Frideric Handel completed his masterpiece, Messiah. The process took an astonishing 24-day period of continuous, intense composition. Working in isolation at his London home, Handel became completely consumed by the project. He frequently skipped meals and sleep to set Charles Jennens's biblical libretto (luh breh tow) to music. He worked in rapid, intense bursts of creativity. The speed of his creation was helped due to portions of the piece being adapted from some of his earlier works. The resulting 260-page oratorio, which includes the iconic "Hallelujah" chorus, went on to premiere in Dublin the following April, securing its place as one of the most celebrated and enduring works in Western classical music history.

Haunted Chattanooga (Suggested by: Matt Liese - pronounced Lease)

Chattanooga is one of our favorite cities that we have visited. This is a charming city, surrounded by the Appalachian Mountains and bordered by the Tennessee River. Chattanooga's history includes several Civil War battles, the Trail of Tears, the Chattanooga Choo Choo, the Tennessee Whiskey Trail and there are several haunted locations. Join us for the history and hauntings of Chattanooga, Tennessee. 

Chattanooga is the fourth largest city in the state of Tennessee. Native Americans were the first to settle the area and the name Chattanooga is derived from the Muskogean (muh-SKOH-gee-uhn) words for rock and dwelling. The Muskogean tribe were the first in the area followed by the Cherokee. In 1816, John Ross, who was half Scottish and half Cherokee, settled the area and so Chattanooga was originally known as Ross' Landing. Ross would find himself torn between the Cherokee and the American government. A part of the Trail of Tears came through Chattanooga. In May 1838, soldiers under the command of General Winfield Scott began rounding up Cherokee Indians in the Chattanooga area who had refused to move to Indian Territory in the future Oklahoma. About 15,000 Cherokee were placed in stockades in Tennessee and Alabama until their removal. Roughly 3,000 were sent by boat down the Tennessee River and the rest were marched overland in the fall and winter of 1838-39. This forced removal was under harsh conditions and resulted in the deaths of about 4,000 Cherokee. Ross tried his best to alleviate concerns and make the transition better and he came to be known as the Cherokee People's Moses. He would pay a heavy price as his own wife, Quatie Ross, would later die on the Trail of Tears. In 1839, Ross' Landing incorporated and became known as Chattanooga. Shortly after that, Chattanooga became a boom town. There were three battles in the area during the Civil War and after the war, industry took over and Chattanooga flourished once again. A large flood in 1867 overwhelmed the city and a reservoir system was built to prevent future flooding. The 1930s saw Chattanooga take on the nickname "Dynamo of Dixie" and the song "Chattanooga Choo Choo" by Glenn Miller was released in 1941. Being the center of battles during the Civil War seems to have left some residual energy in the area and there are many historic locations with ghost stories. 

Ross' Landing

Ross' Landing bears no resemblance to the place of utter suffering for the Cherokee people that it once was. Today, it is part of Chattanooga's revitalized riverfront area. Tourists find the Tennessee Aquarium here as well as restaurants, shops, and the Riverfront Parkway. 

The experience of the Cherokee has been honored with historical markers and interpretive displays. But nothing can really convey the conditions and suffering. There were an estimated 2,000 to 5,000 Cherokee that spent time here crammed into makeshift camps with inadequate shelter, food, and sanitation. The summer heat was oppressive, disease spread rapidly, water was contaminated and the elderly and infants died. Because of this misery, visitors claim to feel a heavy feeling on the property with profound sadness. Others feel anger and sometimes people report physical symptoms including chest tightness, difficulty breathing, and nausea. Electronics fail in the area. Phantom noises are heard, including Cherokee words, moans, weeping and children calling out. There have been some full-bodied apparitions seen. Groups of figures that are translucent or foggy are seen as is a Cherokee woman wearing a traditional dress. She looks very real until she disappears. A child spirit is seen. This ghost disappears when approached. Walking with dogs is not recommended as many seem to become distressed. 

Underground Chattanooga 

The flooding in the city caused city planners to decide to rebuild with the city higher. It was decided to build up the ground with a bunch of dirt and then they would put the buildings on top of that. So there's a lot of buildings that have basements and then sub-basements because those used to be the first floor. 

And the way they accomplished this was pretty incredible. The dirt was hauled in by horse and cart because they did not have tractors and bulldozers when they did it. The townspeople did this, not only by paying for it, but they did the work. Because of this, there are no official government records, but the city was clearly elevated. The townspeople said, our city is broken and we are going to fix it. That's awesome. This underground area was used as tunnels and hiding places. Ghost City Tours talked to a business owner along Broad Street and he told them, "I watched the ghost walk right through the door." The owner had been in the basement when he felt as though someone were watching him. When he turned around, he saw the spirit who was "wearing old work clothes and looked like he was in pain. Just as soon as he made eye contact with the apparition it turned and walked right through the doorway which leads to underground Chattanooga. Needless to say, the gentleman in question never ran faster in his life as he sprinted up the stairs. He now refuses to work in the basement after dark." 

Visitors and people who work downtown have reported strange, unexplained sounds coming from beneath the sidewalks and they have seen shadowy figures moving through old sealed archways. Sometimes there are sudden drops in temperature when entering these underground areas - like extremely cold that isn't what one would naturally expect. 

Gordon-Lee Mansion

The Gordon-Lee Mansion once housed one of the city's most prominent families and is an antebellum Greek Revival home. The house was built between 1840 and 1847 by James and Sarah Gordon on his 2,500 acre property. The grounds were the location of the Cherokee Courthouse before the Trail of Tears began. The Gordon's daughter Elizabeth and her husband James Lee would own the house after her parents passed. The mansion would be used during the Battle of Chickamauga by both Union and Confederate forces as a headquarters and then as a field hospital. James Lee was a Colonel in the Confederate Army, so he used the house as a headquarters. In 1889, the property hosted the Blue-Gray Barbeque with 14,000 Civil War veterans in attendance. At that event, a decision was made to form the Chickamauga-Chattanooga National Military Park. This would be the first Civil War Battlefield to be set aside for historical preservation in the United States. Elizabeth and her husband James' son Gordon Lee would own the house next. Chattanooga dentist, Dr. Frank Green, bought the mansion in 1974 and he restored it to be historically accurate. He sold the house to the city of Chickamauga in 2007 and now is run as a museum with 18th and 19th century antiques.

There have been several deaths in the house. Colonel Lee died in the house in 1864. No one is sure if it was from an illness or wounds sustained in battle. People have reported seeing the ghost of Colonel Lee in a Confederate officer's uniform standing in the study. He always seems to be surveying papers. He vanishes when approached. Disembodied booted steps are heard in the study as well, usually running from the window to the desk and back again. The Colonel liked a pipe and pipe smoke is also smelled. 

His wife Elizabeth is here in spirit too. The couple lost two of their children to scarlet fever in the 1860s and she spends much her time in the afterlife hanging out in the former nursery on the second floor. She also sits on a ghostly rocking chair. People say she wears a black mourning dress and is seen as a translucent figure that is sometimes cradling an invisible child. The disembodied cries of a woman are heard or sometimes there are lullabies. A family who lived here in the 1970s had a young daughter who saw what she described as a 'sad lady.' This woman would tuck her in at night sometimes and give her a smile through her tears. The Lees had slaves and then servants and some of these people seem to continue on doing their jobs, so they are probably residual. A woman in period servant's clothing is seen in the kitchen looking as though she is cooking and pots and pans would move on their own. The nose pictures of cooking and baking food are smelled. A young servant has been seen carrying linens up the stairs and she fades away at the top. Disembodied footsteps are heard. The Lee's daughter Rebecca liked to play the piano. She died of tuberculosis in her twenties and now her spirit returns to play the piano in the parlor, late at night. Ghost City Tours reported, "One resident in the 1980s recorded the phantom music on a cassette tape. While the quality is poor, a melancholy melody can be heard, along with what sounds like a woman softly humming along with the music."

A young Confederate soldier is seen in the garden near an old magnolia tree that dates back to the Civil War era. The story behind him is that he was shot while delivering a message to Colonel Lee and he died beneath this tree. The sound of a horse galloping up the drive is heard late at night and if the door is opened, the scent of gunpowder is in the air. 

The Read House

Kelly and I have both been inside the The Read House, which is not a house, but rather a hotel. It is the longest continuously operating hotel in the southeast. Before this hotel was built here, there was the Crutchfield House. This was built in 1847 by Thomas Crutchfield, and his plan was to have a place where people could stay that were traveling across the Atlantic and Western railroad lines. And he had a great location for it. This hotel was right across from the new railway terminal. So you couldn't find a better place to put it. And it had a real golden period for about a decade. Crutchfield was born in 1801, and he moved with his family to Chattanooga in the 1830s. And one of the first things that he did here was to survey and clear the streets when they were first laying down the roots of Chattanooga. He and his brother-in-law had a brick kiln that was down near the river, and they helped to contribute to building some of the first brick homes that were in Chattanooga. He became a very successful businessman, which is why he had the money to build the Crutchfield Hotel. As is the case with a lot of big historical hotels and towns, they became the center of the community. Everybody would come here for meetings, political rallies, other civic kind of things. And so the Crutchfield was just like that. They had political rallies and such that happened here.

Things started going downhill for Crutchfield and the Crutchfield Hotel when a certain Jefferson Davis comes to town. He was heading home from the Senate in 1861, and he enters the lobby of the Crutchfield and gathers all these people around them and informs them that he has left the Senate. And not only that, but he is planning to lead the South into seceding from the Union. 

Now, you can imagine an announcement like this in a hotel is not going to go over well for an owner who maybe is not really into that kind of thinking. And Crutchfield was not. He was a loyalist and he was pissed. He jumps up on the counter and he points over to Jefferson Davis and he says, you, sir, are a traitor. Get out of my hotel. Well, things go to fisticuffs and the men start throwing punches at each other, as do many of the other people who are in the lobby. Of course, they are all toting guns at that time. So you've got guns being drawn just as these punches are being thrown as well. Crutchfield's son is in the middle of the melee and he sees what's going down. He grabs his dad and drags him out of the room. And this manages to prevent any bloodshed from happening. With the onslaught of the Civil War, Crutchfield decided that he didn't want to be running the hotel anymore. And so he sells it. And right after he sells it, Union forces come into Chattanooga. They manage to take the city and they take over the Crutchfield Hotel and turn it into a Union Army hospital. As you can imagine, that hotel bore the signs of being a Civil War hospital for a few years after that. A lot of people died here. There was a lot of blood all over the place. As a matter of fact, the floors were stained with blood that they could not get clean. They managed to make it through this period. They opened up as a hotel again after the Civil War stops.

That only lasted for a couple years because the hotel burned to the ground in 1867. For a couple of years, the ground just stayed that way. There was just the ruins of the Crutchfield there for a little bit. And then John T. Read came to town. He was a doctor and he saw this plot and he saw that it was a really good spot to build a hotel and he decided to build a new hotel on top of the Crutchfield ruins. 

This would be The Read House, which opened on New Year's Day in 1872. It was a really fancy looking place. In 1884, Grover Cleveland’s presidential victory was celebrated at Read House and he was the first democrat to be elected in 28 years. In 1904, Coca-Cola was first introduced in Chattanooga at the Read House drug store. In 1904, Read House adopted the European Plan with room rates at $1.00 and up and meals were served a la carte. The unusual Turkish baths were said to be the finest in the South. In 1926, the hotel was torn down and another hotel was constructed based on the design of two architects, Holabird and Roque. And they did it in the Georgian style. It stood 10 stories with 400 rooms and was just gorgeous inside with marble floors, walnut paneling, Waterford crystal chandeliers, carved woodwork and crown molding. In 1942, Sam died at the age of 83 and Albert Couch became the manager. The Read House heirs sold the hotel to Albert Noe and Associates. The hotel was renovated in 2004. For a while, the hotel was associated with Sheridan, but that ended in 2015. And now it is just known as the Read House. Some famous people that have visited the Read House include Gary Cooper, Winston Churchill, Oprah Winfrey and Al Capone. Capone stayed here for a short time during his federal trial in the early 20th century. They actually put custom iron bars on the window for the room that Capone was staying in so that they could keep him under lock and key. When they did that renovation in 2004, they took those custom iron bars off of the window, but they were there until that time.

One of the main ghost stories told about the Reed House centers on a woman named Anna. This is a legend, so of course, there are lots of different stories that are told about her. There are some people who believe that she was here with another man and that her jealous husband came and killed her. There's another story that claims she killed herself.

But the main story that's told about Anna is that she was named Anna Lisa Netherly and she was a lady of the evening. There was a Union soldier who decided that he would like her company for the evening and he went all out. He got himself a room at the Crutchfield Hotel and he took her there. They spent a few hours having a good time with each other and then towards the end of that evening, something happened. They had some kind of a disagreement. Maybe he wasn't going to pay up and they got into a fight. At the end of the fight, poor Anna ended up with her throat slit and she was on the floor, dying. This assault took place in Room 311. This took place in the Crutchfield Hotel, not in the Read Hotel, so one wouldn't think that Room 311 would be haunted in the current hotel. But guests claim to have experienced haunting activity in that room. While on a ghost tour, we were taken in the hotel and our tour guide Jessica said, "Do the people who work here know that it's haunted? What do you think? Yes, sir. Some of them know it's haunted. Some of them do not believe the place is haunted, don't believe in things like that. And others, non-believers, have had experiences that they cannot deny. Pictures that the manager of the steakhouse showed where employees have seen things like glowing hands on their shoulders while Snapchatting with their boyfriend, while completely alone in a locked office. And Mr. Read, the original owner of the hotel, showing up when an employee who didn't believe in ghosts snapped a few photos getting on the elevator after she had gone to the third floor to see the renovations. It had taken some time to renovate the third floor. They kept having trouble keeping employees working on the third floor. They would not show up for work. In some total, like 60 people in all wouldn't come back to work on the third floor of the hotel for whatever reason. They didn't explain. Yes, the third floor has definitely been creepy. The new owner has placed photographs to give hints to the guests that the place is haunted. You might have picked up on what's down there. The reason it's that particular photo is because the ghost that haunts room 311 was murdered in the bathtub. By her jealous boyfriend. Back in the 1920s, Anna Lisa Netherly was nearly beheaded by her boyfriend. He used a steak knife and made a bloody mess of the whole thing. Didn't quite get her head off but definitely ended her life. Ever since then, she has been targeting certain men who stay in the room. Making sure that they have a miserable stay. Keeping them awake and disturbed. Her personal items often ending up in the middle of the floor. Drawers pulled out and stacked on top of each other. The bathroom faucet is being turned on in the middle of the night. No one is in the bathroom. People have also seen a figure peering out of the bathroom in the middle of the night. Standing at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed. Kind of just staring at people. And also sitting on the bed next to women. Leaving a definite impression of her behind. Once she disappears. So that you know she is actually there." 

Tivoli Theater

The Tivoli Theater is known as the "Jewel of the South." The building was designed in the Beaux-Arts style by architects Rapp and Rapp and Reuben H. Hunt and built from iron, glass and steel by the John Parks Company. The interior featured crystal chandeliers, forest-green marble, music-motif medallions and red velvet covered chairs. 

The name was from Tivoli, Italy. This began as a moving-picture palace that was one of the first air-conditioned public buildings in the US. It opened in March of 1921 and closed in 1961. The theater reopened as a new Cultural Center. The city of Chattanooga bought the Tivoli in 1976 and Chattanooga's Department of Education, Arts, and Culture owns and operates the Tivoli. Today it features live music and shows. There is a ghost here that performers are told to acknowledge by calling out "hi," especially towards the balcony. This is a patron who used to come and watch everything and apparently if he is not acknowledged, the show or production will have some problems with the lighting or the sound system. A tour guide from another tour we took named Kevin said they had a problem with the sound system during one of their productions where it shut down for about 20 minutes and it was all because they didn't acknowledge the ghost. 

Hunter Museum of American Art

One of the cool things that we found out about Chattanooga was connected to Coca-Cola and that was that the first time Coca-Cola was bottled, you know taken from the fountain into bottles, was in Chattanooga. Since Coca-Cola thought that it was going to be a complete failure to put their product into bottles, they gave them the rights to bottle it for absolutely free. We're talking about this because Coke has a connection to the Hunter Museum. 

The museum sits above the Tennessee River on land that used to be home for the Cherokee. The mansion was built in 1904 by insurance broker Ross Faxon. Benjamin Thomas bought it in 1920, and he was a part of the founding of the Coca-Cola bottling company. He and his wife moved in there. They didn't have any children to pass the house onto, so they gave it to their nephew, George Thomas Hunter. And he's the one that's really known for living in this home. He was a lover of art. He filled it with all kinds of works of art. And that's why it's a museum. It basically showcases his art collection that he had. And also, of course, they have other artwork that they put in there. Apparently, there are five different ghosts that haunt this location. George Hunter is one of them. When I was standing outside of this museum, there was one window that kept drawing my attention, and I just kept looking at it. And I don't know why at first it was drawing my attention, but I just kept looking at it, and it seemed like it had a little bit more of a misty, foggy look to the front of it, and kind of like when a window is covered over with humidity or something. And so I just kept looking at it, and the tour guide ended up telling us that that is the window that George likes to sometimes look out of. The interesting thing is they've walled up all the windows up there because they don't want the artwork to get damaged by the sun, so there's no way that anybody could actually look out of any of those windows. Another haunt is actually from next door. (pg. 63)

Battle of Chickamauga 

Chickamauga Battlefield sits just south of Chattanooga, across the Georgia state line. The name Chickamauga is believed to derive from a Cherokee word meaning "river of death." Just like the Gettysburg Battlefield, this battlefield is dotted with over 1,400 monuments marking significant events and units. 

Abraham Lincoln believed that taking Chattanooga was as important as taking Richmond. If they could capture this city with four railroads converging within it, they could stop the Confederate supply lines. In the summer of 1863, Confederate General Braxton Bragg controlled Chatta­nooga. Union General William Rosecrans was sitting across the Tennessee River and threatening the rear of the Confederates. Bragg had been outmaneuvered by September and so the Confederate Army had no choice but to abandon the city and its remaining residents. Rosecrans pursued, but found that Bragg had gotten reinforced. The Battle of Chickamauga was fought on September 19–20, 1863, and it proved to be catastrophic for both sides. The landscape was hard as there were dense woods that made it hard for soldiers to differentiate who was who. Much of the fighting was confused and units would stumble into each other with point-blank combat. There was literal fog of war from all the smoking muskets and artillery. General Rosecrans moved his troops in such a way that he left a gap in the center of his line, which the Confederates swarmed through. General George Thomas had troops that made a heroic stand on a spot called Horseshoe Ridge. The fighting was intense and the only thing that saved the Union was darkness. General Rosecrans backed his army into Chat­tanooga and the Confederates occupied Lookout Mountain and Missionary Ridge. This surrounded Chattanooga and a siege began that lasted for a month until General Ulysses S. Grant and reinforcements arrived to help open a supply line into the city. We;ll talk about this more in a minute.

The Union suffered approximately 16,000 casualties and the Confederates suffered over 18,000. Several days passed before burial parties arrived and they dug shallow graves, which were uncovered by rain and animals. Chickamauga and Chattanooga National Military Park was established in 1890 as one of the first national military parks in the United States.

The National Cemetery at Chattanooga was founded and reburials were done, but not all the bones were moved. These soldiers wouldn't have proper rest and that has led to hauntings. Visitors have seen full-bodied apparitions in the tree line and in the open fields. People hear the sound of gunfire in the morning and also drums beating a cadence. Disembodied voices are heard. And then there are the Green Eyes of Chickamauga. This is a legend about a pair of glowing green eyes that appear in the woods of the battlefield at night. The eyes don't blink and are located where they would be for human height. A story is told that these are the eyes of a Confederate soldier who was decapitated during the battle. Why the eyes glow green, nobody knows. Another version of the story claims that these are the eyes of a soldier who was blinded. Science claims that people are just seeing a type of bioluminescent fungi or animal eye shine. Along with the eyes, people see unexplained lights in the woods that are not like flashlights. There were two people who claimed to wreck their car in the because of Old Green Eyes.

Lookout Mountain

Six miles southwest of downtown Chattanooga is Lookout Mountain. Diane camped here in 2015. The Confederate Army had a tactical victory at Chickamauga and that had been the most significant Union defeat in the Western Theater of the Civil War. 

The Confederates controlled Chattanooga and Confederate General Braxton Bragg had his army on the high ground surrounding the city at Missionary Ridge to the east and Lookout Mountain to the southwest with plans to starve the Union forces. On the morning of November 24, 1863, Major General Joseph Hooker took his force of 10,000 men to Lookout Mountain and they climbed up it on the west and south. The fight would be called the Battle Above the Clouds as a fog moved in making visibility tough. Units couldn't see signals and they couldn't see the ground around them, so they stumbled blindly in both sight and what they were supposed to do. Muzzle flashes became the only way to see where the enemy might be. The battle was a bunch of independent skirmishes as everyone fought blind. The Union persisted and broke through the Confederates and gained the summit of Lookout Mountain. The siege was broken. A total lunar eclipse witnessed the retreat of the Confederates that evening. Almost immediately, Lookout Mountain became a tourist destination. Lookout Mountain is part of the Chickamauga and Chattanooga National Military Park. Point Park was established as a ten acre memorial park that overlooks the Lookout Mountain Battlefield and the city of Chattanooga. There are several monuments, with the New York Peace Memorial being the most prominent, and walking trails and a home that had been on the mountain during the battle, The Cravens House. Most of the fighting took place near the house and it was badly damaged. Robert Cravens returned with his family and they rebuilt the home. The underground caverns at Ruby Falls served as a field hospital. 

Unexplained activity has been reported, of course, and seems to increase during foggy conditions. Visitors can become as disoriented as the soldiers were. Could this be why people think they see and hear things? There are the muffled sounds of battle heard and figures are seen and many people feel like they are being watched. 

Newell Sanitarium

This was a private hospital and sanitarium founded in 1908 in downtown Chattanooga by cousins Dr. Edward T. Newell and Dr. Cecil Newell. They built a new building in 1911. The hospital resembled a colonial plantation home with massive columns and white porch railings and it was built from red bricks. The place was later named Newell Clinic Hospital. The first X-ray equipment in Chattanooga was here and one of the doctors trained in Boston and returned in 1938 with a hip pinning technique to fix fractured hips. In 1969, the hospital was purchased by a Nashville-based healthcare corporation and a new hospital building was built. The original colonial-style building was demolished and a modern medical wing replaced it. This is now called Kindred Hospital. The ghost tour we took told us that the typical controversial psychiatric treatments of the 1940s and 50s were employed here, including lobotomies, but there is no record of any of this. It's just a legend. 

However, we had something interesting occur. We had been told about the lobotomies and then we were told that a little girl ghost likes to hang out on the stairs there and had even been captured on camera holding a doll. We were using the Ghost Radar App outside the building. We first got doll and then we got brain. Coincidence? 

Chattanooga Choo Choo 

The Chattanooga Choo Choo is said to be one of the most haunted places in Chattanooga and we made the effort to check it out. Obviously, the railroad is significant in Chattanooga's history. The name Chattanooga Choo Choo is a nickname for the Cincinnati Southern Railways passenger train that went from Chattanooga to Cincinnati. It launched in March of 1880. 

The Southern Railway decided to build a grand Terminal Station in 1909, and this was done in the Beaux-Arts style. The station was open until 1970 and today it is a hotel complex that features restored train cars. People also say it hosts the spirits of railroad workers and passengers. Ghost City Tours had stopped by the hotel when planning out their tours and they took some photographs. They share on their website, "After photographing the inside of the building, I went out back to where the trains are. I was the only one out there, pretty perfect. So, I went about my business, setting up the tripod and taking photographs of anything that looked interesting. As I was photographing the main train body, I had my eyes trained to the camera. Through the glass, I watched a white figure come out from between two of the train cars. I immediately lifted my head to see it, but it was gone...I had just seen a ghost moving through the trains at the Chattanooga Choo Choo." The black porter ghost (pg. 68)

Cherry Street Tavern

The building that houses the popular restaurant and bar Cherry Street Tavern started as a boarding house in the 1870s. As was the case with historic buildings in bustling downtown areas, this one went on to be used for a variety of uses. There was a dry goods store and a tailor shop and during Prohibition, rumors claim it was a speakeasy. The Cherry Street Tavern opened in the 1970s and it features live entertainment.  

Staff and patrons all report experiences and it seems as though there are several ghosts here. Objects like pool balls and bar stools move on their own, lights flicker and there are unexplained cold spots. Wait staff claim to find their tips arranged with coins stacked upright and their name tags disappear and reappear later in weird places. One of the spirits is a woman in a period dress that likes to appear in a mirror at the end of the wall and she stares down at patrons as they eat at the booths. She's been nicknamed The Lady. Some people claim to have seen her sitting by herself at a corner table and she is often described as looking sad. Could she have run the boarding house? There is also the Phantom Bartender who shows up near closing time. Staff have seen him behind the bar wearing clothes of another time period and he seems to be working, cleaning up the bar back. When staff tries to go up to him, he vanishes. Bottles get rearranged overnight. There are ghosts in the basement as well and this seems to be the most active area. There are disembodied voices down there and one worker reported hearing a child's voice say his name when he went down to get more beer. He could actually see his breath when he heard his name and this freaked him out so bad, he left the beer and won't go into the basement unless someone goes with him. Disembodied footsteps are heard on the stairs. It is thought that the secret speakeasy was in the basement.

Chattanooga is a great city to visit, especially if you are into history and ghosts and the natural surroundings are just breathtaking. Dolly Parton taught us all that Tennessee is a great place and Chattanooga proves that to be true. Are these locations in Chattanooga haunted? That is for your to decide!

Source: Haunted Chattanooga by Jessica Penot and Amy Petulla, 2011 

HGB Ep. 654 - Thurber House

Moment in Oddity - Standard Wing Nightjar

Most of our listeners know that Diane and I are animal nuts, and birding is one of our favorite things to do when we are camping. The Standard Winged Nightjar is a nocturnal bird that transforms into something otherworldly during the breeding season. Found in the savannas of Africa, the male of this species sprouts two absurdly elongated feathers from the middle of its wings. These feathers grow up to twice the bird's actual body length, ending in large fantastical, flat flags that trail behind it like flying kites. During courtship displays, the male flits through the sky at dusk, making these detached-looking paddles flutter above him to mesmerize nearby female Nightjars. When it lands, the bizarre appendages fold back awkwardly, blending in with its perfectly camouflaged, bark-like plumage. There are many bizarre courtship rituals in the avian world. But a bird that flies with its own trailing banners to find a mate like a cessna pulling an advertisement banner looking for love, certainly is odd. 

Thurber House

The Thurber House in Columbus, Ohio is a charming home that is now a museum and meeting place for those with literary interests. There is a tragic and haunted history to the abode. The house sits on the outer border of the former Central Ohio Lunatic Asylum, which burned down in 1868, killing seven women in the fire. Jeweler Thomas Tracy Tress accidentally shot and killed himself in the house when he lived here. Writer, humorist and cartoonist James Thurber lived in the house for a time and he had a ghostly experience that he wrote about. Spirits do seem to knock about the place. Join us for the history and hauntings of the Thurber House. 

Columbus is the capitol of Ohio.  The city is nearly smack dab in the center of the state and so it made sense to make this the center of the state government. It was planned in 1812 and named for Christopher Columbus and quickly absorbed the nearby settlement of Franklinton that had been founded in 1797. When a branch of the Ohio and Erie Canal opened in 1831, the city grew and this growth skyrocketed with the arrival of the railroad in 1850. Columbus would become one of the country's major manufacturers of horse-drawn vehicles and the story of Columbus would continue to be one of transportation and industrial growth. The town took on the difficult task of caring for the mentally ill by building the Central Ohio Lunatic Asylum. The original hospital building was completed in 1838. In 1868, a fire burned the asylum to the ground. Seven patients were killed and over 300 patients had to be moved elsewhere. A new building was built in the Kirkbride style and opened in 1877. It was the largest building in the US until the Pentagon was built in 1943. The hospital would remain open for over a hundred years, closing in the late 1980s. It was eventually demolished. The Thurber House was built on the outer edge of the hospital's property in 1873.

So clearly, the land beneath the Thurber House already had its memories long before the first brick of the house was set. There were the asylum patients who had died. But more tragedy would be added to that after the house was constructed.

Thomas Tracy Tress was born in 1865 and he worked hard in jewelry, becoming the owner of Tress Diamonds. He opened a jewelry shop in downtown Columbus. He and his wife were prominent members of the community. Tress was a member of the Mt. Vernon Commandery, the Columbus Club, the Board of Trade and the Aladdin Temple. He was also the President of a dancing club. We don't know when he and his wife moved into the house at 77 Jefferson Avenue, but they were living there on April 27, 1904.It was a few minutes before 8pm when he had returned home and was in an upstairs room having a conversation with his wife and a woman named Tine Ackerman. Dinner had just been announced and Tress told his wife that he wanted to change his collar and then he would be down for dinner. Before the women left the room, Tress walked over to the dresser and picked up an .38 caliber Iver Johnson revolver that was sitting on it. He whipped around with thew gun in his hand and scared his wife. He laughed and said that the gun wasn't loaded, but she insisted that he put the gun down. He said, "Why, it's not dangerous. Look at me." He put the gun muzzle to his left chest and pulled the trigger. The gun, unfortunately, was loaded. Tress managed to walk himself across the room to a couch and he laid down. He said that he had been foolish and then passed out. Medical help was called, but it wouldn't help. Tress died at the age of 39.

The house was named for its most famous resident. James Thurber was one of the foremost American humorists of the 20th century. He was born in Columbus, Ohio on December 8, 1894 to Mary Agnes "Mame" Fisher and Charles Leander Thurber. 

Thurber's father was a civil clerk and he used to change jobs a lot. Every time he would change a job, he would change the home they lived in. So they moved from house to house to house through most of his childhood. Much of Thurber's humorous writing was inspired by his mother because she was considered a brilliant humorist. Her jokes and theatrics were immortalized by Thurber in a lot of his own writing. Thurber had two brothers, an older one named William and a younger one named Robert. And it would be William who would shoot James' eye out. Apparently the guys were playing a childhood game of William Tell and as part of the game seven-year-old James turned around and waited for his brother William to shoot at him with what was apparently a blunt arrow. His brother was taking a long time so Thurber turned back around just as his brother let the arrow go and he was accidentally shot in his left eye which irreversibly blinded him and he had to have a prosthetic put in that eye. Later on in life Thurber would lose the vision that he had in his remaining eye due to a medical condition but he always continued to write and draw.

From 1913 to 1918, Thurber attended Ohio State University and he wrote for the college paper, The Lantern. He also became editor in chief of the Sun Dial which was a humor and literary magazine. It was during this time when he was going to OSU that the Thurbers rented the house at 77 Jefferson Avenue. 

We'll come back to this time at the house as it entails the most famous ghost story about the house. Throughout the years Thurber worked for the federal government first in Washington D.C. then at the American Embassy in Paris. He eventually came back to Columbus in 1920 and worked for the Columbia Dispatch as a reporter. James got married and move to New York and in 1926 he began his career as a freelance writer. There he became friends with E.B. White who was the author of Stuart Little and Charlotte's Web and it would be E.B. White who would introduce him to the editor of the New Yorker, Harold Ross, and Ross hired Thurber. E.B. White and Thurber shared an office at the New Yorker and Thurber had been working on some drawings, which he ended up throwing into a trash can. White looked at them and thought they were pretty good, so he submitted them to the New Yorker for publication and they did publish them and this began Thurber's decades-long career of contributing drawings and writings to the New Yorker. The two men also worked on their first book together which was called "Is Sex Necessary" and it featured a number of Thurber's cartoons. Thurber collaborated in 1940 on a comedy play that  was called The Male Animal. This made its way to Broadway, became a hit, and then was turned into a 1942 movie starring Henry Fonda and Olivia de Havilland. In 1947, Thurber probably published one his most popular works, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, and this was adapted into a feature film that starred Danny Kaye and Boris Karloff. 

Thurber was prolific and he wrote other plays and dozens of books. In his later years, he struggled with a thyroid condition and then he was stricken with a blood clot in his brain in October of 1961. While a surgery to deal with the clot was successful, James ended up dying on November 2nd of that year due to complications from pneumonia. He was 66 years old at the time. 

Now looking back at the Thurber House, when the Thurbers moved out of 77 Jefferson Avenue, the home changed hands many times. It became a music school, a beauty shop, and a boarding house. Eventually, it fell into disrepair and it was set to be demolished in the 1970s. But before the house could be torn down, attorney Arthur Worreys purchased all of the properties on the Jefferson Avenue ellipse and his intention was to restore all those homes and turn the block into a community of non-profit organizations. There were several historic Victorian homes. 77 Jefferson was going to take a lot of work because it had extensive deterioration. The woodwork had been painted over, the floorboards were rotted out and the fireplaces had been covered up. They have managed to restore it and Robert Thurber, who was the younger brother of James, helped with some of the restoration and actually donated some items from the family. So some of the items that are in the house today, did belong to them. It now looks the way it did when the Thurber family lived here from 1913 to 1917, with the same kind of wallpaper, antique furnishings, and the woodwork has been preserved. Today, the Thurber house is a non-profit literary arts center that offers creative programming for adults and children and has the James Thurber Museum that's available for public tours. Rooms on view include the former parlor, the living room and its alcove, the dining room, five bedrooms, and the bathroom that Thurber hid in to avoid the ghost running up the back stairs. Wait, did we just say "to avoid a ghost?"

Not only did James Thurber claim to have heard a ghost in the house on November 17, 1915 and believed to his dying day that the home was haunted, but other people who have visited and worked in the house have had experiences themselves. People believe there are several spirits, including the asylum patients, the jeweler Tress and some believe that Thurber returned to this home, perhaps because of his ghostly experience or because it is a museum dedicated to him and his writing. 

The museum embraces the fact that they have a haunted history here and talk about it on their website. People have experienced unusual phenomenon over the years which included a clock chiming despite not being operational, the glass in a picture frame inexplicably shattered all over the floor, there's been sightings of glowing orbs, a full-bodied apparition of a man in a collared shirt has been seen, disembodied footsteps have been heard, people have had the sensation of being touched or poked, and witnesses have report books flying from their shelves and disembodied footsteps on the back staircase, which is also where James Thurber had heard some ghostly footsteps as well. James Thurber wrote a short story about his experience and it was entitled, "The Night the Ghost Got In." Here's how the story went: 

"The ghost that got into our house on the night of November 17, 1915 raised such a hullabaloo of misunderstandings that I'm sorry I didn't just let it keep on walking and go to bed. Its advent caused my mother to throw a window of the house next door and ended up with my grandfather shooting a patrolman. I'm sorry therefore, as I've said, that I ever paid any attention to the footsteps. They began about a quarter past one o'clock in the morning, a rhythmic quick cadence walking around the dining room table. My mother was asleep in one room upstairs, my brother Herman in another. Grandfather was in the attic in an old walnut bed which, as you will remember, once fell on my father. I had just stepped out of the bathtub and was busily rubbing myself with a towel when I heard the steps. They were the steps of a man walking rapidly around the dining room table downstairs. The light from the bathroom shone down the back steps, which dropped directly into the dining room. I could see the faint shine of plates on the plate rail. I couldn't see the table. The steps kept going round and round the table. At regular intervals, a board creaked when it was trod upon. I supposed at first that it was my father or my brother Roy, who had gone to Indianapolis, but were expected home at any time. I suspected next that it was a burglar. It did not enter my mind until later that it was a ghost. After the walking had gone on for perhaps three minutes, I tiptoed to Herman's room. Psst! I hissed in the dark, shaking him. Ah, he said in the low, hopeless tone of a despondent beagle. He always half suspected that something would get him in the night. I told him who I was. There's something downstairs, I said. He got up and followed me to the head of the back staircase. We listened together. There was no sound. The steps had ceased. Herman looked at me in some alarm. I had only the bath towel around my waist. He wanted to go back to bed, but I gripped his arm. There's something down there, I said. Instantly the steps began again, circled the dining room table like a man running, and started up the stairs towards us, heavily, two at a time. The light still shone palely down the stairs. We saw nothing coming. We only heard the steps. Herman rushed to his room and slammed the door. I slammed shut the door at the stairs' top and held my knee against it. After a long minute I slowly opened it again. There was nothing there. There was no sound. None of us ever heard the ghost again. The slamming of the doors had roused Mother. She peered out of her room. What on earth are you boys doing, she demanded. Herman ventured out of his room. Nothing, he said gruffly, but he was, in color, a light green. What was all that running around downstairs, said Mother. So she had heard the steps, too. We just looked at her. Burglars, she shouted intuitively. I tried to quiet her by starting lightly downstairs. Come on, Herman, I said. I'll stay with Mother, he said. She's all excited. I stepped back onto the landing. Don't either of you go a step, said Mother. We'll call the police. Since the phone was downstairs, I didn't see how we were going to call the police, nor did I want the police, but Mother made one of her quick, incomparable decisions. She flung up a window of her bedroom, which faced the bedroom windows of the house of a neighbor, picked up a shoe, and whammed it through a pane of glass across the narrow space that separated the two houses. Glass tinkled into the bedroom occupied by a retired engraver named Bodwell and his wife. Bodwell had been for some years in rather a bad way and was subject to mild attacks. Most everybody we knew or lived near had some kind of attacks. It was now about two o'clock of a moonless night. Clouds hung black and low. Bodwell was at the window in a minute, shouting, frothing a little, shaking his fist. We'll sell the house and go back to Peoria, we could hear Mrs. Bodwell saying. It was some time before Mother got through to Bodwell. Burglars, she shouted, burglars in the house. Herman and I hadn't dared to tell her that it was not burglars but ghosts, but she was even more afraid of ghosts than of burglars. Bodwell at first thought that she meant there were burglars in his house, but finally he quieted down and called the police for us over an extension phone by his bed. After he'd disappeared from the window, Mother suddenly made as if to throw another shoe, not because there was further need of it but, as she later explained, because the thrill of heaving a shoe through a window glass had enormously taken her fancy. I prevented her. I think I love his mother. The police were on hand in commendably short time, a Ford sedan full of them, two on motorcycles, and a patrol wagon with about eight in it, and a few reporters. They sent out the cavalry, it sounds like. They began banging on our front door. Flashlights shot streaks of gleam up and down the walls, across the yard, down the walk between our house and Bodwell's. Open up, cried a hoarse voice. We're men from headquarters. I wanted to go down and let them in since there they were, but Mother wouldn't hear of it. You haven't a stitch on, she pointed out. You'd catch your death. I wound the towel around me again. Finally the cops put their shoulders to our big heavy front door with its thick beveled glass and broke it in. I could hear a rending of wood and a splash of glass on the floor of the hall. Their lights played all over the living room and crisscrossed nervously in the dining room, stabbed into hallways, shot up the front stairs, and finally up the back. They caught me standing in my towel at the top. A heavy policeman bounded up the steps. Who are you, he demanded. I live here, I said. Well, what's the matter, you hot, he asked. It was, as a matter of fact, cold. I went to my room and pulled on some trousers. On my way out, a cop stuck a gun into my ribs. What you doing here, he demanded. I live here, I said. The officer in charge reported to Mother, no sign of nobody, lady, he said. Must have got away. What'd he look like? There were two or three of them, Mother said, whooping and carrying on and slamming doors. Funny, said the cop. All your windows and doors was locked on the inside tight as a tick. Downstairs we could hear the tromping of the other police. Police were all over the place. Doors were yanked open, drawers were yanked open, windows were shot up and pulled down. Furniture fell with dull thumps. A half dozen policemen emerged out of the darkness of the front hallway upstairs. They began to ransack the floor, pulled beds away from walls, tore clothes off hooks in the closets, pulled suitcases and boxes off shelves. One of them found an old zither that Roy had won in a pool tournament. Looky here, Joe, he said, strumming it with a big paw. The cop named Joe took it and turned it over. What is it, he asked me. It's an old zither our guinea pig used to sleep on, I said. It was true that a pet guinea pig we once had would never sleep anywhere except on the zither, but I should never have said so. Joe and the other cop looked at me a long time. They put the zither back on a shelf. No sign of nothing, said the cop who had first spoken to mother. This guy, he explained to the others, jerking a thumb at me, was naked. The lady seems historical. They all nodded but said nothing, just looked at me. In the small silence we all heard a creaking in the attic. Grandfather was turning over in bed. What's that, snapped Joe. Five or six cops sprang for the attic door before I could intervene or explain. I realized that it would be bad if they burst in on Grandfather unannounced or even announced. He was going through a phase in which he believed that General Meade's men, under steady hammering by Stonewall Jackson, were beginning to retreat and even desert. When I got to the attic, things were pretty confused. Grandfather had evidently jumped to the conclusion that the police were deserters from Meade's army trying to hide away in his attic. He bounded out of bed wearing a long flannel nightgown over long woolen underwear, a nightcap, and a leather jacket around his chest. The cops must have realized at once that the indignant white-haired old man belonged in the house, but they had no chance to say so. Back, you cowardly dogs, roared Grandfather. Back to the lines, you goddamn lily-livered cattle. With that, he fetched the officer who found the zither, a flat-handed smack alongside his head that sent him sprawling. The others beat a retreat, but not fast enough. Grandfather grabbed Zither's gun from its holster and let fly. The report seemed to crack the rafter, smoke filled the attic. A cop cursed and shot his hand to his shoulder. Somehow, we all finally got downstairs again and locked the door against the old gentleman. He fired once or twice more in the darkness and then went back to bed. That was Grandfather, I explained to Joe out of breath. He thinks you're deserters. I'll say he does, said Joe. The cops were reluctant to leave without getting their hands on somebody besides Grandfather. The night had been distinctly a defeat for them. Furthermore, they obviously didn't like the layout. Something looked, and I can see their viewpoint, phony. They began to poke into things again. A reporter, a thin-faced wispy man, came up to me. I'd put on one of Mother's blouses, not being able to find anything else. The reporter looked at me with mingled suspicion and interest. Just what the hell is the real low down here, bud, he asked. I decided to be frank with him. We had ghosts, I said. He gazed at me a long time as if I were a slot machine into which he had, without results, dropped a nickel. Then he walked away. The cops followed him. The one Grandfather shot, holding his now-bandaged arm, cursing and blaspheming. I'm gonna get my gun back from that old bird, said the zither cop. Yeah, said Joe. You and who else? I told them I would bring it to the station house the next day. What was the matter with that one policeman, Mother asked after they had gone? Grandfather shot him, I said. What for, she demanded. I told her he was a deserter. Of all things, said Mother. He was such a nice-looking young man. Grandfather was fresh as a daisy and full of jokes at breakfast next morning. We thought at first he'd forgotten all about what had happened, but he hadn't. Over his third cup of coffee, he glared at Herman and me. What was the idea of all them cops, tarry-hooting around the house last night, he demanded. He had us there." 

Thurber always maintained this happened and he changed the address of the house so that it wouldn't bring too much attention to the original house. We have to wonder what was all that running around the table about? And boy, what a commotion it started there. We find it interesting that it never seems to have happened again while they were there.

Anne Touvell, who was the Thurber House Deputy Director, told the Columbus Monthly in 2015, "... a ghost group came in here once, and the electronic voice phenomenon they recorded was clear as day. They asked the air, 'Did you accidentally shoot yourself in this house?' And, I swear, the voice came back on the recorder saying, 'Ask her.' A volunteer named Jan Williams stated in the same article, "Our cleaning people, who also clean the other buildings on the block, they say they've had stuff happen. They won't clean at night anymore. One of our writers had a dog, and it kept barking and barking at the corner in the front room; it wouldn't let her near that corner." Amy Drake shared in a Medium article about a short film that she shot in the Thurber House called Showdown in Amherst. She wrote, "I silently asked for Mr. Tress’s blessing for our filming. As it turns out he had quite a sense of humor. We used authentic late 19th century clothes from my personal collection as costumes for the film. The man’s coat, worn by actor Douglas Fries, had secure buttons when it left my house. During the shoot, one of the buttons fell off. The back of the button was engraved with the name Tress(e), as, I discovered, were all the buttons. After the shoot, I was notified via email that a bookseller had a silk advertising ribbon from Tress Diamonds for sale on Ebay. I purchased and framed the ribbon. In the film credits, I thanked Mr. Tress for his cooperation. I believe he just wanted to be remembered and involved." 

Tom Moore wrote in a News and Sentinel article about visiting the museum and the docent "began telling us a few things that have happened there including the clock that opened on its own, along with people claiming to have seen a gentleman standing behind them with a white collar when they look in the mirror above the fireplace in the parlor."

Did James Thurber really have this ghostly experience? Have other people experienced unexplained stuff here? Is the Thurber House haunted? That is for you to decide.

HGB Ep. 652 - Haunted Toronto

Moment in Oddity - Old RIP the Lizard

There is a tradition of encasing items in the cornerstones of new buildings as a symbolic time capsule. This dates back to Egyptian and Mesopotamian times. The usual items encased are newspapers of the day, coins, photographs and documents listing the architects of the building. It is meant to preserve the history of the era for future generations. In 1897, there was a very unique object placed inside the cornerstone of a new courthouse in Eastland, Texas, during its construction. Thirty one years later, on February 18th, 1928, the courthouse was torn down and the cornerstone was opened before a large crowd. What was found inside was a flat, dusty lizard that was showing signs of life! Let me introduce you to 'Old RIP'. RIP was a Texas Horned Lizard, the species is also often called horny-toad or horned toad. At the time of the encasement, there was a local folklore belief that horned lizards could hibernate for over a century without air, food or water. The county clerk of Eastland decided to test that theory with his son's young lizard named 'Blinky'. The clerk sealed the pet inside the cornerstone of the new courthouse. Upon emerging from the cornerstone, Ol' RIP was renamed for Rip Van Winkle. The lizard became a famous national celebrity. He even traveled across the country to visit President Calvin Coolidge at the White House. Sadly, the celebrity lizard died just under a year later from pneumonia on January 19th, 1929. His little body was embalmed, placed in a small velvet-lined casket, and put on permanent display in the new Eastland County Courthouse. Time capsules can be an interesting and fun look into the past. But encasing a live lizard who emerges alive 31 years later, certainly is odd. 

Haunted Toronto

Canada is home to some great haunts and Toronto is one of those cities harboring several locations with ghosts stories. We've covered Keg Mansion (Ep. 303) and Queen's Park (Ep. 57 & upcoming Redux) in previous episodes, but there are many other haunted locations in the city of Toronto and on this episode, we are going to explore several of them. There are theaters and jails, but also several little shops and restaurants that seem warm and inviting until one realizes you may be joined by the unseen. Join us for the history and hauntings of the city of Toronto.

Toronto was originally settled by the Wyandot (WHY-an-dot) People and then the Iroquois. A Frenchman named Etienne Brule (ay-TYEN broo-LAY) was the first to explore the area in 1615 and that is why the French would be the first Europeans to settle. Brûlé served as an interpreter and guide for Samuel de Champlain. As an aside, Brûlé would later betray his native France, helping the English capture Quebec City. This same kind of behavior against the Huron people, with whom he lived later, would lead the Huron to stab and dismember him and then eat him. The first European settlement was established in 1750 as a French trading fort known as Fort Rouille (roo-ee). In 1787, the Toronto Purchase happened and this was basically the Mississaugas (missuh-SAW-guh) tribe giving up the land to the British Crown. In 1793, the Town of York was established by Governor John Graves Simcoe, named for Prince Frederick, who was the Duke of York. It would be the capital of Upper Canada. The first post office opened here in 1833 and the name was changed to Toronto in 1834 when the city was incorporated. Toronto came from the Mohawk word tkaronto, which means "where there are trees standing in the water. Gas street lights were added in 1841 and the city grew and flourished. The railroad would come, as well as horse drawn streetcars that eventually were electrified. In 1867, Toronto became the capital of Ontario. The city would suffer its own great fire in 1904 and the Depression would hit it hard, but following World War II, the city rose to prominence. Today, it is the most populous city in Canada

The Grange

The Grange is the 12th oldest building in Toronto and was built in 1817 in the Georgian style for D'Arcy Boulton who was a well known resident of the city and came from a powerful family in the city. The name came from the family's property of the same name in England. The house was two storeys and made from bricks formed on the land. The front door opened into a central hall with a dining room, drawing room and bedrooms on the first floor and bedrooms on the second floor. The attic had servant rooms. The kitchen and scullery were in the basement. 

D'Arcy and his wife Sarah Anne had eight children. Their home became the social center for Toronto for a time and D'Arcy made a living running a dry goods store. When he passed in 1846, the house passed to his William Henry Boulton and his wife Hariette. William was the mayor of Toronto at the time. He died in 1874 and he left the house to his wife Hariette who remarried to a prominent scholar named Goldwin Smith. The house was bequeathed to the Art Museum of Toronto in 1910. The St. George Church was also on the property as the Boultons founded it, but it burned down in 1956, leaving only the tower and Sunday school building. The grounds became Grange Park. The house was restored in the 1960s and eventually renamed the Art Gallery of Ontario. Today, the Grange houses the Norma Ridley Members' Lounge and exhibit spaces and tours are offered, although it isn't furnished as a museum. Visitors and staff have seen a man in a yellow velvet coat that likes to roam the hallways. He has been witnessed walking straight through solid walls in the conservatory where it is believed there used to be some doors that are no longer there. A woman in black hangs out near a second-floor bedroom. The ground floor kitchen has a lady in white haunting it. People believe the ghosts of Goldwin Smith and weird fiction writer Algernon Blackwood are in the house. Blackwood had visited the house several times as he was friends with Smith.

Humber Polytechnic's Lakeshore Campus

Humber College's Lakeshore Campus is next to the shores of Lake Ontario and is part of Humber Polytechnic. This campus is one of three and was established in 1967. There is a lot of interesting architecture as it sits on the grounds of the former Lakeshore Psychiatric Hospital and Lakeshore Teachers' College. And interesting art like the sculpture of Persephone created by Harley Valentine in 2013. The Greek queen of the underworld was placed in the front plaza of the L-Building, which opened in 2011. There are several cottages around the L-Building. The psychiatric hospital was built in 1888 and originally named the Mimico Asylum. The cottages are left over from the asylum that was designed in the cottage system. The buildings and cottage were done in the Gothic and Romanesque style. The patients helped to build most of the buildings and they worked the farm on the grounds. This was basically forced labor. There was overcrowding and some mistreatment and violence among the patients. The hospital had a cemetery, which contained the bodies of 1,511 patients, most of them unmarked. It remains about a mile away from the hospital. There was a big renovation in 1959, but when another was needed in 1979, the decision was made to close the hospital. The hospital made appearances in most of the Police Academy movies and recently in 2020, it was the setting for the Matheson Academy on Netflix's Locke & Key. Humber College began leasing the property in 1991 and renovated the building and cottages. 

A story claims that a nurse hanged herself on an apple tree near the hospital and makes appearances as a ghost now. She has been seen walking the halls at night. Strange scents are reported in the F Building that had once housed the morgue. In the cottages, objects move on their own and chairs roll on their own. Phantom handprints have been seen on the windows.  

Chris Kelterborn was a community and justice services student who wrote when asked if he experienced anything weird in the residence hall, "F**k yes, toiletries randomly flying off the shelves, cutlery randomly clattering in the sink and lights turning on and off at random." Cece Courtemanche, another student, reported the following from her time in the residence hall in 2015, "Yeah, I do have a couple stories, definitely the weirdest one though was that I used to constantly hear stomping sounds, almost like someone running, nearly every night without fail, at 3am. Just someone running on the floor above me. And it wasn’t just me, other people on my floor heard it too. But the part that didn’t make any sense was the running would only ever happen at 3am. It was so bizarre, and to this day I don’t have any sort of explanation for it!" Another student said that random stuff would disappear from their kitchen and be missing for days and then in one case, they found the spatula in the middle of the room on the floor. 

Dentistry Building on the George Brown Campus

George Brown founded the Toronto Globe and was one of the Fathers of Confederation. The college was named for him and established in 1967. The dentistry facilities were located at the Casa Loma Campus before moving to the Waterfront Campus. This left a building abandoned and apparently, it had some paranormal activity.

Snoo22214 wrote on Reddit, "Used to go in there all the time on official business. Its dangerous to be in there, so you have to go with someone. We rounded a corner and saw someone standing in the hall watching us. They vanished into thin air. We decided to call the visit short after that. Phone calls also come from that building from a woman despite the phones being disconnected." Random flushing in the empty building was a thing. Another comment from Reddit reads, "I hated that building so much! I worked security at GBC long time ago and that was part of our daily patrols. Luckily I never saw anyone but I would always hear random toilet flushing and felt like I was being watched the whole time. Scary!" 

Colborne Lodge 

The Colborne Lodge is a unique looking cottage nestled in High Park that was built in 1837 by Toronto architect and High Park founder John Howard and his wife Jemima. The two were painters and quite eccentric and they filled the home with their art, drawings and inventions that still remain today. The style of the cottage is Regency Picturesque and the exterior is stuccoed. 

Jemima became the first documented case of breast cancer in the city of Toronto and rather than help his wife to battle the disease, Howard tried to have her committed to a Provincial Lunatic Asylum. The Asylum denied the request, so he locked in her room where she stayed until her death in 1877. She spent most days looking out the window, which faced the tomb he had built for the couple to share. The couple gifted the property to the City of Toronto upon their deaths. The ghost here is believed to be Jemima, who has been seen standing at a bedroom window. The first person to record seeing this was a police officer patrolling the park in 1969. He went into the house thinking someone had broken in and he found it empty. There are also reports of phantom soldiers in the park, although we don't know what that would be from. Perhaps a very early squirmish?

Gibraltar Point Lighthouse

We love lighthouses around here and they all seem to harbor ghost stories it seems. Gibraltar Point Lighthouse is no different. There was a long, finger-like peninsula that extended out into Lake Ontario from Toronto and this formed a natural harbor that needed defending. Fort York was built for this purpose - we'll get into that location next - and John Graves Simcoe, who was the first Lieutenant Governor of Upper Canada, named the peninsula Gibraltar Point. This was probably wishful thinking for Simcoe as he wanted to give the impression that it was "fortified so as to be impregnable." 

A blockhouse was built on the point with Fort York across from it. A few years later, in 1803, the Parliament of Upper Canada decided to put a lighthouse on Gibraltar Point. The lighthouse was completed in 1808 and is today, the oldest standing lighthouse on the Great Lakes. The lighthouse was constructed from limestone and built in a hexagonal shape and was 52 feet when finished. In 1832, it was raised to 82 feet. Simcoe was wrong about the point being fortified as the lighthouse actually helped guide American forces in an attack on Toronto. The first keeper was John P. Radelmuller (Radel mule er) and he would end up being the first death here. And, it was murder. The York Gazette reported on January 14, 1815, "Died on the evening of the 2nd of January, J.P. Radelmuller, keeper of the lighthouse on Gibraltar Point. From circumstances there is moral proof of his having been murdered. If the horrid crime admits of aggravation when the inoffensive and benevolent character of the unfortunate sufferer are considered, his murder will be pronounced most barbarous and inhuman. The parties lost with him are the proposed perpetrators and are in prison." The York Gazette reported three months later, "No conviction of the supposed murderers of the late J.P. Radelmuller." Unfortunately, these accounts give no details as to what happened, but tradition holds that soldiers from the York garrison came to the lighthouse for beer. Radelmuller was making bootleg beer in his free time and he either refused to sell to them or overcharged and they got angry and killed him. He disappeared and was never seen again. The next keepers would be James Durnan and his son George and they worked there until 1905. They often talked of the murder and even claimed to have found a human jaw bone. In 1915, the lighthouse got its fourth-order Fresnal lens and was electrified in 1917. Before this, the lighthouse went through a time using candles, then sperm oil and coal. With electrification, the light's last keeper, Blake Matthews, left in 1918. The flashing white light became green in 1945. The light was deactivated in 1959 and replaced by a tripod tower with a red flashing light. There had been a keeper's cottage here that was built in 1808 with the lighthouse, but it was demolished in 1950. Occasional tours are offered.

Reports of ghost stories go way back and the CBC even ran a special back in 1958 about the stories. They said there were hundreds of reports of ghostly happenings in and around the light. There were strange blood stains that would show up on the staircase. There were unexplained lights in the windows and shadowy figures seen. Many visitors have claimed to see Radelmüller’s ghost climbing the tower, probably in search for his body parts.

Fort York

And as we just mentioned, Gibraltar Point had Fort York, which is today known as Fort York National Historic Site. The first permanent fort was built in 1793 and was mainly a bunch of cabins. Two log barracks were added and then a stockade and sawmill. The following year, two blockhouses were built and a guard house. In 1798, many original buildings were replaced and a stockade was built around the property. Artillery batteries were added as were furnaces so that fire heated shot could be used. This is where British soldiers, First Nations warriors and Upper Canadian militiamen tried to hold the Town of York, which was Toronto's original name, against an American attack during the War of 1812. The Battle of York took place on April 27, 1813 and was a defeat for the British and Canadians. The British were led by Major General Roger Hale Sheaffe and they were outnumbered by the American led by Major General Henry Dearborn. The Americans had an entire Naval flotilla with them, numbering 14 ships. Not only were Sheaffe's forces outnumbered, but a company of Glengarry Light Infantry got lost on the outskirts of York and were unable to assist the Native tribes who were where the Americans were landing. Fort York was heavily bombarded and Sheaffe soon decided that the battle was lost, so he ordered the regulars to retreat and they set fire to a wooden bridge over the River Don so that the Americans couldn't pursue them. The militia was left behind with many of the citizens of York. They were described in the paper as "standing in the street like a parcel of sheep." Sheaffe told the militia to try to get the best terms they could with the Americans. He also had the HMS Sir Isaac Brock that was under construction at the York Naval Shipyard burned. The magazine was also blown up, which caused a large number of American casualties. Even after Sheaffe vacated the fort, the Americans kept firing because the British left their flag up as a ruse. The Americans had 320 casualties to Britain's 475. York was burned and plundered and the Americans occupied it for two weeks. As the Americans left York, they burned the structures in the fort, except for the barracks. The fort was rebuilt in 1813 and was in use until 1932 with many years of peace leading to decay and many years of preparing for hostilities leading to refurbishment. Fort York officially was handed over to Canada in 1870 by the British. The fort was reopened as a museum on Victoria Day in 1934. Recently, the fort hosted the 2026 Toronto FIFA Fan Festival. 

Fort York embraces its haunts. They occasionally host evening lantern tours, especially around Halloween. There is a soldier wearing a red coat that is seen near the fort's entrance and one of the old barracks. Unexplained noises are heard as well as disembodied footsteps and whispers. Cold spots are felt. A female spirit is seen roaming around the Officer's Quarters. And the ghost of Lt. Zachariah Mudge is said to be roaming about because he unalived himself in 1831 and was denied a proper Christian burial. Visitors and staff claim to get the eerie feeling of being watched.  

Elgin and Winter Garden Theatre

Elgin and Winter Garden Theaters are a pair of theatres that were built as the flagship of Marcus Loew's theatre chain in 1913. Architect Thomas W. Lamb designed them as Edwardian double-decker theaters and they started with vaudeville and short silent movies. The Elgin Theater was originally named Loew's Yonge Street Theater and had a gold-and-marble, domed, hard-top theater. This was the lower theater. Winter Garden was the upper theater and was set up as an atmospheric theater. The interior resembled a country garden under the stars, painted with murals of plants and garden trellises. There were lantern lights and the columns were designed like tree trunks. In 1928, the Elgin was converted into a sound theater for the new Talkies. The Winter Garden was closed at that time and stayed closed for 60 years. In 1969, Loews sold the Elgin to Famous Players and by the 1970s, the Elgin was showing mainly B movies and soft-core pornography. The Ontario Heritage Foundation bought the structure from Famous Players in 1981. The 1980s brought improvement with real theater. Cats ran here from 1985 to 1987 and was very successful. restoration was done to both theaters in 1987 and they reopened in 1989.

There are disembodied footsteps up in the balconies and doors open and close by themselves. There is a story that a girl allegedly was stabbed in the Winter Garden washroom on the 5th floor and she managed to drag herself to the elevator before she died on the floor. Today, staff and guests say the elevator travels by itself to the fifth floor. And they think she is a ghost they nicknamed the Lavender Lady who leaves behind the scent of lavender. The Winter Garden is haunted by Sam the Trombone Player who is said to be a friendly ghost.

Massey Hall

Massey Hall is one of Toronto’s most beloved concert venues. Hart Massey was a Canadian businessman and philanthropist who built the Massey Ferguson agricultural equipment firm. He decided he wanted to build a music hall that was secular and this was the Massey Music Hall, which was built in the neoclassical design with Moorish arches under the direction of architect Sidney Badgley. the interior was inspired by the Alhambra Palace in Spain. The hall was completed in 1894 and debuted with a choral performance of Handel's Messiah. A bar was opened in the basement in 1994 to commemorate the hall's 100th anniversary. There was a major renovation in 2013 and a new addition was added in 2022. The place has hosted musical performances, political speeches, speaking tours, memorials and even boxing. The future King George V and his wife Queen Mary visited in 1901. 

There have been various reports of spectral visitors. One of these spirits is a man in period clothing who wanders around the backstage area. People believe this man may be a custodian who had lived in an apartment behind the stage. A ghostly elderly couple have been spotted in the aisles late at night. And there is a female ghost who may belong to an opera singer that likes to watch performances from the audience. She seems to like it when a soprano takes the stage.

Old City Hall

Toronto's Old City Hall was one of the largest buildings in Toronto when it was completed in 1899. It was designed by Edward James Lennox in the Richardsonian Romanesque style and took a decade to complete and cost over $2 million. This is a magnificent building made from several types of stone: sandstone, grey stone and brown stone. This is an enormous Square quad with a courtyard in the middle and a tall clock tower that is slightly off center. There were carvings of animals and humans all along the exterior of the building. Three large oak doorways lead into a two-storey main hall with murals and stained-glass windows. This was the city's grandest interior space at the time. Lennox made sure to have the stonemasons put his name in corbels under the upper floor eaves because the councilors of the city were angry with cost overruns and wouldn't allow a plaque to be added to the building proclaiming him as the architect. Four gargoyles were part of the Clock Tower when it was finished, but they had to be removed due to erosion in 1938. Bronze casts of the gargoyles were reinstalled in 2002. The city hall proved to be inadequate so a new one was built in 1965. The old one was supposed to be demolished and replaced with a retail building, but community outcry saved it and it became a dedicated courthouse. The courts have since moved and the city is still working on its next steps. It probably will be a temporary home for the Ontario Legislative Assembly.

Judges claimed to feel mysterious tugs at their robes by things they couldn't see. Disembodied footsteps have been heard, especially at the building’s rear staircase. For some reason, muffled moans are heard coming from the attic. Ronald Turpin and Arthur Lucas were sentenced and charged here in Courtroom 125 (formerly 33) and were the last two Canadians executed in Canada. Their ghosts are said to haunt the courtroom. In John Robert Colombo’s book Haunted Toronto, he tells of a pair of reporters that almost managed to spend the night but gave in by 4am. But then the reporters experienced what they described as “cool fogs” and weird noises that left them, at times, glued to the floor and they decided to pack up and leave. 

Christie Mansion

William Mellis Christie was known as the cookie baron. He had emigrated from Scotland to Canada when he was a teenager in 1848. In Scotland, he had been an apprentice to a baker and so he quickly found work in a bakery in Ontario. At night, he would bake bread and then sell it from a handcart in the mornings. This grew into his own company and then he partnered with his old boss to form Christie, Brown and Company and they opened up a factory that took up an entire block. Christie won multiple awards for his cookies. By the end of the 1800s, Christie employed two out of every three people in biscuit making in Canada. He built a fortune and then built his mansion across from Queen's Park. Christie died of cancer in 1900 and the mansion passed on to his son Robert. And apparently, Robert had a secret. There is a legend that claims that Robert had a mistress and that he had the audacity to keep her at the mansion in a secret room located behind wood paneling in the library. A servant was bribed to take food to the mistress and keep quiet about the arrangement. After awhile, Robert got bored with the woman and ignored her and she became despondent and hanged herself from a rafter with a bedsheet. Robert moved the body out under the cover of darkness and rumors claim the mistress was buried over at Queen's Park. The guilt whittled away at Robert and he soon was in the grave. And the Christie cookies were bought by Nabisco. The mansion became home to the local chapter of the Sisters of St. Joseph’s. Today, it's Regis College, the Jesuit School of Theology affiliated with the University of Toronto.

The ghost of the mistress is said to haunt the mansion. The door to the former secret room slams shut by itself and would lock itself, trapping students inside. The mansion eventually became a female dorm for University of Toronto students, and there have been reports of a spirit haunting the mistress’s hidden room. An uneasy presence is felt in the room, that is referred to as Room 29. While no one can find evidence that the mistress story is true, there is really a secret room built into the framework of the building. 

Mackenzie House (Covered on a BonusCast)

The second occurrence of a ghost being listed in an official government document, happened in relation to Mackenzie House in Toronto. This is reputed to be the most haunted house in Toronto. It was once the home of firebrand and reformer William Lyon Mackenzie. He died in the home. And apparently, his spirit never left. 

The name Mackenzie comes from Clan MacKenzie of Scotland. This was one of the most powerful clans during the 17th Century. One of their members was William Lyon Mackenzie who was the first Mayor of Toronto. He had been born in Dundee, Scotland in 1795 and he emigrated to Canada when he was twenty-five. Mackenzie got involved in politics and served in the Legislative Assembly of Upper Canada. He aligned with the Reformers who were seeking to get corruption out of the government. This activity led to the Upper Canada Rebellion, which ended in defeat for the rebels. Since Mackenzie had been a leader, he was forced into exile in the US where he resided until 1850. He returned to Canada penniless and his friends helped him to purchase the Mackenzie House. Mackenzie lived there with his family until his death in 1861. His wife and daughters continued to live in the house for ten more years even though it was seized by the Sheriff of Toronto because of unpaid financial obligations. Another man named John Taylor bought the property and allowed the Mackenzies to stay. Mackenzie's wife Isabel was able to buy back the house four years later. The Mackenzie House was located at 82 Bond Street and was one of several row houses on the street. It stood two stories and was designed in the Georgian architectural style. In 1936 when William Lyon Mackenzie King, Mackenzie’s grandson, was Prime Minister, the house was saved from demolition when its neighboring row houses were destroyed. By the 1940s, the house was being renovated into a museum and that's what it is today. The site features furniture from the nineteenth century, an 1845 printing press and artifacts from its former print shop. When the house was being converted, various caretakers resided in it and that's when the first reports of ghostly activity started.

There were many a story told of the ghost that lived in MacKenzie House. People heard footsteps creaking on the stairs and playing of the piano. Spirits were seen standing over those who were sleeping. Mackenzie’s body is buried at Toronto Necropolis, but some believe his spirit returns to his former home. The apparition of a small, bald man in a wig and frock coat is often seen around the home, especially in the third floor bedroom. This would be an apt description of the former famous occupant. 

Also, a woman with long hair has been spotted around the second and third floor areas. Cold spots and poltergeist activity have occurred. The printing press in the basement starting up on its own has been reported by the staff and many of the tourists. Apparently, one of the more interesting things is the ghosts' reported near obsession with something that is relatively new in the house, the indoor plumbing. One of the caretakers in the 1950s was named Mrs. Edmunds. Mrs. Edmund one night claimed that she was awoken by a soft touch on the shoulder. When she opened her eyes, Mrs. Edmund said there was a lady there bending over her, looking into her face. But a few seconds later, the lady vanished. A few weeks later, Mrs. Edmund claims it happened again, but this time, Mrs. Edmund said the lady drew back her hand and slapped her in the face before vanishing. In 1960, this house was donated to the City of Toronto. Part of this bequest was an inventory of all the artifacts that were in the house at that time and at the bottom of this list were the words, ‘One ghost. It was then decided to try to exorcise the house. A blessing was performed on the house in 1960 by Anglican Archdeacon John Frank to remove any spirits who were currently residing there. The haunting activity has continued, so it apparently didn't work. The Toronto Daily Star ran an article on June 28, 1960, which derided the allegations: “Ghosts in Toronto? No, ghost writers.” It quoted officials from the Mackenzie Homestead Foundation, which then owned and operated the house as a museum, as admitting they “dreamed up” the story with the Telegram to drum up interest. Caretaker Alex Dobban appeared to backtrack on the tales of spirits, telling a Star reporter, “There’s nothing to it.”

A seance was held two days after this story with seven spiritualists and they said, "The guest of honor failed to show up. He wasn’t even there in spirit." Medium Harold Hilton told the Star, "This proves definitely that the Mackenzie House isn’t haunted." In 1988, Toronto Star reporter Catherine Dunphy visited the house with the psychic Elizabeth Paddon and a professor who was a paranormal investigator named Ian Currie. Paddon apparently went into a trance and became the medium for the spirit of Mackenzie’s wife, Isabel Baxter Mackenzie. Currie claimed to have convinced her to move on to the world where her husband awaited.

Spadina (Spa dine ah) House

The Spadina House was once a sprawling country estate built for Dr. William Warren Baldwin in 1818. The original house burned down and had to be rebuilt in 1836. Baldwin called his estate Spadina after the Ojibwe word Ishpadinaa, which means "sudden rise of land." This was fitting as the house sat on top of a steep slope. The founder of The Dominion Bank, James Austin, bought the house in 1866 and 80 acres of the original 200 acres. The area had grown into the wealthiest neighborhood in Toronto. James gave the house to his son Albert in 1892. Albert added a third floor to the house in 1912. Albert's daughter Anna Thompson inherited the house and she lived in it from 1942 until 1982. The family donated the house and all its furnishings to the city of Toronto. The house opened as a museum in 1984 and features a mix of architectural style, Victorian, Edwardian and Italianate. The keystones feature botanical themes and the property is known for its gardens. The central hall has a floating staircase and there are 55 rooms. Stuffed wolves were found in the family's archives and they have been placed at the entryway of the museum.  

The Toronto & Ontario Ghosts and Hauntings Research Society claims that visitors and staff have seen a foggy grayish apparition that darts around the children’s bedrooms and in the hallway on the third floor. No one died in the house, but people wonder if this apparition might the spirit of one of the wolves. They think this because the wolves were sent off for restoration and when they were returned, that is when the gray mass started showing up.

Don Jail

The Old Don Jail was designed by architect William Thomas with directions to model it after the Pentonville Prison in London. The jail was done in the Renaissance Revival style and completed in 1864 from bricks out of the Toronto brickyards and stone from quarries from Ohio. Thomas incorporated an innovative heating and cooling system that consisted of a network of ducts and flues and two ventilation towers. This was the largest reform jail facility in North America when it opened and it eventually became notorious for poor treatment of the prisoners. It started out with inmates sleeping in small cells and working during the days on an industrial farm or in workshops and this trained them for better lives after release. Over time, this switched away from work programs and inmates would just be stuck in their cramped cells all day with more than one inmate in a cell at times. The overcrowding led to illnesses like tuberculosis sweeping through and the entire facility was vermin infested. There were executions conducted here with 34 hangings that included Ronald Turpin and Arthur Lucas who were hanged side by side in 1962 as the last executions in Canada. A new modern wing was added in 1958, bringing the capacity of the jail up to 550 inmates. The doors closed in 1977, with the new wing staying open until 2013, and the building was used for storage until Bridgepoint Health commissioned the complex for restoration as a new healthcare center in 2012. They transformed the place into welcoming and functional administrative space with modern office spaces. There are self-guided tours offered during the week with 10 cells restored to their original state. 

Some of the famous inmates here were from the bank-robbing Boyd Gang and the Polka Dot Gang. This crew got their nickname from the bandanas they wore as masks. The committed a bunch of violent break-ins and payroll robberies in 1945. There are supposedly several ghosts here, two of which are Ronald Turpin and Arthur Lucas. There is also an agitated blonde woman who wears a white gown and floats or paces around the second level of the central rotunda. She was an inmate here in the 19th-century who died by suicide in the women's west wing. Disembodied cries are heard as well as phantom noises. 

Opposite_Smile6780 wrote on Reddit, "I worked at the Toronto Jail from '08 til its closing in 2013. When they were refurbishing the Don Jail (original building from 1865) for Bridgepoint hospital, we would sometimes go inside the building on lunch break to look around. Definitely eerie. I've had quite a few experiences. On night shift, the kitchen was closed and locked. It was located in the basement of the building and many times while I was standing outside the kitchen waiting on the elevator, I would hear sounds from the kitchen, specifically that sound of the floor drains throughout the kitchen. They made a certain noise if you stepped on one and I would hear that exact sound in the locked kitchen. When 1 of the murders happened inside, there was one in particular who liked to show up. Inmates would tell me stories of seeing this particular inmate pass by the cell doors at night, make noise etc. I had no previous issues with the deceased inmate, always got a long. One day I'm working the unit he was murdered. I was in the control room and mind you, the control room doors where not flimsy. They were fairly heavy and had to be shut forcefully. So I'm standing there looking into the living unit and the door is open behind me and suddenly it starts to slowly creep its way closed. I watched for a second and then said out loud "knock it off insert inmates name" And the door stopped. Early morning shift, unit is still in night mode, inmates are all sleeping and I'm working alone in a very dimly lit area. There was a secure walkway around the entire perimeter of the living unit, where our desk was located and since we were still running in night mode, inmates must remain locked within their cells, within the living unit. As I sat at my desk doing some paperwork, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye down the hall to my right. I saw a full figured (though unidentifiable as the figure didn't have face) apparition dressed all in orange, turn the corner and begin walking down the hall toward me. I panicked because there should not be any inmates out at all within the living unit, let alone the secure area where I was and I whipped my head around and stood up, there was nobody there. There was nothing but a hallway with brown tile and walls of blue and white. One lone light at the end of the hall casting a horrible white light. NOTHING orange. Nothing that I could explain why I saw anything orange in my peripheral. I a few units, some more than others, I would often see shadow people within the groups of inmates I was in charge of that day." 

Hockey Hall of Fame

The former president of the Canadian Amateur Hockey Association, James T. Sutherland, established the Hockey Hall of Fame in Kingston, Ontario in 1943. The point of the Hall of Fame was to honor great hockey players and raise funds for a permanent building. They weren't able to get the funds and the NHL pulled their support until the project moved to Toronto in 1958. 

The first Hall of Fame shared a building with the Canadian Sports Hall of Fame. By 1986, it was outgrowing its space and needed a new place. This place would be one of the former locations of the Bank of Montreal. That building at Front and Yonge Street was built in 1885 by Darling & Curry in the Beaux-Arts style. The Hockey Hall of Fame moved into it in 1993. The HHOF is the home of the Stanley Cup today. 

And it is home to a ghost reputedly. People have experienced doors opening and closing on their own, lights doing their own thing and the disembodied sounds of a woman. The spirit that haunts this location goes by the name Dorothy. The Star researched the back story on Dorothy and found some real evidence. They believe she was named Dorothea Mae Elliott and was a 19-year-old who shot herself in 1953. She survived long enough to make it to the hospital where she died 22 hours later. There were inferences  that she was sad over a broken love affair. Her boyfriend had left to work on the boats.

The Toronto Star reported in 2009, "In the early 1990s, a few years before the Hockey Hall of Fame moved into the historic building that had been a Bank of Montreal branch for close to 100 years, Toronto musician Joanna Jordan saw a female ghost looking down on her from a second-floor ceiling. Jordan, who was playing the harp at an event being held in the building’s Great Hall, was unaware at the time that a ghost purportedly haunted the space. 'I remember it so vividly,' she says, 'because it’s one of those things you’ll never forget.' Jordan refused to go up to the second floor by herself when she played at the Hall, which opened in 1993, some years later. 'It was just too spooky up there.'" And also, "Rob Hynes, who formerly worked at the Hall as a special events supervisor, had an encounter that spooked him. While preparing for an event, he entered a narrow kitchen that runs behind a second-floor conference room to get some coffee urns at around 6 a.m. A strong feeling, as if being watched by someone, 'but different than that,' enticed him to enter the conference room, which was in darkness. 'One of the chairs, and this is the God’s honest truth, was turning, as if a breeze was in there,' he says. 'It actually moved right into my hand. I’m rather skeptical about ghosts, but I just freaked out and ran out of there.' Despite all the reports, only one other person is believed to have actually seen the spirit. One summer a young boy was visiting the Hall of Fame when he started screaming, 'Don’t you see her, don’t you see her,' says Jane Rodney, who was the Hall’s coordinator of resource center services at the time. 'He claimed a woman with long black hair was going in and out of the walls.'" 

Toronto is a city full of history and historic buildings. The residents have made an effort to preserve many of their old spaces and that is a wonderful thing. Hopefully the spirits appreciate this. Are these locations in Toronto haunted? That is for you to decide!