In 1998, I moved to the USA from the UK after college at Cambridge (Business, Public Relations and Arts Majors), spent two years in Atlanta, GA, before moving to a lovely pace of rural heaven in North Carolina near Asheville.
I live in a house that was built in 1901 and has 3 stories, a finished basement and attic besides. The house has been fully restored and mostly done to antique fashion and furniture. Including my beloved four poster bed that my late grandma left me and was brought over from France. Never a more comfortable bed will you find. My partner Donna (it is her real name and used with permission) and I have spent several years putting our finishing touches to the house. It is a beautiful home. Very warm and welcoming and friendly.
It also happens to be full of ghosts... Both Donna and I are able to see and with some of them communicate. Others are just recordings or loops... Whatever you like to call them. Friends and family have seen them. One had a conversation with my Aunt when she visited us. In general they are not much trouble. Just a couple are a bit playful. So I thought I'd introduce you too the ghosts who share our farm:
* A negro gardener/ farm hand (?) seen on several occasions in the rose garden at the front of the house. Looks to be late 50's. Dressed in clothing from around 1920 - 1925. Non-communicative. Just looks like he is weeding the garden. Wish he actually did it would save us a lot of time. He is no trouble. Seen early morning most days.
* A lady in the basement laundry room where the maids rooms used to be before renovations in the 1970's changed it to a laundry and a games room, a guest suite and bathroom. She looks like early 1900's maid. Dressed in uniform of the time. Doesn't do much but stand near the far wall near the hot water tanks and watch you. Doesn't talk. Looks to be late 20's. Sometimes seen too at the bottom of the stairs looking up at the kitchen entry door. Like she is waiting for someone to call her for a task.
* Two young boys who play out next to the barn. One is about 10, the other probably a year or two younger. Both look similar blonde hair, blue or green eyes. Look to be dressed from about the late 1940's. They giggle and laugh and sometimes will ask if you've seen their father as he should be home soon. I tried to ask more of them, all I got from them was the older one (who talks most) that, "Daddy's a soldier. He'll be home soon." I'm guessing these boys are still waiting for their dad to come home from the war. There are papers I found in the attic that stated a former WWII soldier did live in this house with his family. Maybe he went back to fight more and never came home. I have no idea why the boys are there. Research states the soldier and his wife had 4 children: three boys and a girl, and another son who died as an infant. Maybe they are a loop or something.
* My horse Khan (see story Khan's Return) who is buried under the apple trees in the Home Yard. Seen standing under the trees next to his grave marker. Often heard whinnying to my other horses, sometimes galloping around his yard. He was my champion show horse for several years. Passed away in 2008.
* The old man who stomps up and down the stairs between the ground floor and the next. Often heard muttering to himself. Grey haired, wears old biball overalls and boots and ball cap-like hat. Looks like he's been out working hard and is covered in dirt. We didn't know he was around until we changed the hall and stairs wallpaper... Apparently he put them in and didn't like the changes. We talk to him and apologized. He said he is ok with it. But once and a while we still here him. He told us to call him "Pa" so when we here him stomping we say, "Hey, Pa, keep the noise down please." And he usually does. He just likes to let us know he's around I guess.
* The old Cook in the kitchen called "Marmie" who likes to bang the pots and pans. And sometimes in the middle of the night you will awake to smells of fresh cooked bread. She is in her 40's, dressed in early 1900's style and will talk to you a little bit when she's in the right mood. Or wave cooking pans at you when she isn't.
We have a few others we are still learning about. And I will post more as I get to know them better, as there are good stories to go along with them.
I'm just glad I have such a wonderful and caring partner who supports and believes me, as she sees and hears them too. I love this home and wouldn't change it for the world.
Thank you for reading and hope you have enjoyed it.