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Happy 2006! As I said at the close of the 12/2006 GroveZine, I
hope that we all have a healthy, prosperous year. We spent New
Year's Eve with some friends here in Jefferson - first a dinner
at Lamache's, our favorite Italian restaurant in the world (and
one with more than a few ghosts), then went back for champaign
and black-eyed peas at one of the couple's house. In the course
of the evening, the talk turned to the supernatural, and I
enjoyed hearing everyone's ghost stories. It never ceases to
amaze me how prevalent these experiences are - especially in
I have some updates on ghostly goings-on here at The Grove, and
a little news from Jefferson for you along the way. Let's get
started into 2006!
Jefferson is really hopping during these first few months of the
year. Coming up the weekend of Jan 20 is "Girlfriend Weekend", a
convention of the ever-popular Pulpwood Queens, whose motto is
"where tiaras are mandatory and reading good books is the RULE!"
The national chain of clubs is based here in Jefferson at Beauty
and the Book - more info is available at beautyandthebook.com.
We also have a quilt show coming up on Jan 27 weekend, and it's
getting larger every year. Check out www.jeffersonquiltshow.com
for all the details. Tami and I volunteer there every year, so
we get a preliminary look at all those incredible quilts!
Before moving on, I have to mention Mardi Gras. When there was a
steamship route between Jefferson and New Orleans in the 1800s,
the tradition was brought upriver where it continues today.
Jefferson's Mardi Gras is huge, with lots of food, fun, bands,
and of course, beads, beads, beads! It is very family-friendly,
though, and is enjoyable for everyone. This year it is the
weekend of Feb 24-26. The Krew of Hebe is responsible for the
festival, and their website is www.mardigrasupriver.com
Okay, it's time for a few ghost stories, but I have to mention a
new project of mine - a ghost blog! I try to post every day or
so, with everything from ghosts in the national/international
news to personal experiences. If you just can't get enough ghost
info, check out www.ghost-blog.com
Okay, ready for a few ghost stories from The Grove? You've
probably heard me say that "something is always happening here",
and that was certainly the case in January. I'm including three
of them here in January's GroveZine.
The first one technically happened the morning of December 31st,
so I guess that it was a 2005 event, but that was after the last
GroveZine went out. It was a Saturday morning, and I was doing
some work at the very back of the property away from the house.
A couple of our friends had stopped by, and came to the back to
visit with me. Tami was taking advantage of the holiday weekend
by sleeping in late. As I talked with our friends, Tami came
dashing out of the house in her pajamas and asked, "Was anyone
just inside? Are there any children here?" After we told her
that we were the only ones around, she went on to explain that
she woke up with the dogs freaking out - they'd been sleeping in
their beanbags beside the bed, and both Lilly and Delaney
suddenly jumped up and started going crazy. As Tami sat up in
bed and started getting them calmed down, she heard a child's
voice out in the stairwell say, "You're not 41 anymore." She got
out of bed, and quickly looked through the house to see who was
there. Finding no one, she came outside to see if anyone had
just gone outside. We were too far away from the house to be
heard, even if there had been a child with us. There was no
explanation as to the owner of the voice that she heard, or the
meaning of what she said, although one of our friends pointed
out later that Tami was indeed 41 when we first bought The Grove.
We found that to be very interesting, but something happened to
me just a couple of days later. Odors are often associated with
spirits, and are something that we've occasionally run across in
our travels, and even here in the house. I was putting Christmas
decorations up in the attic on Jan 2nd, and in the area over the
game room (which used to be the master bedroom of the house)
there was a strong smell of sickly sweet perfume - the kind your
grandmother might have worn. It was very noticeable every time I
went back there, so I finally walked through the rest of the
house to see if it was anywhere else, but it was not. The smell
wasn't on the boxes that had been downstairs, because it was
strong enough that I certainly would have noticed it. I could
find no rational explanation for it, and finally, on a trip up
there I noticed that it had gone away.
I thought the incident was a little strange, but the next day on
Jan 3rd, there was a very musky odor in the front parlor,
definitely that associated with a person who hadn't bathed in a
day or so. It was in the area of the doorway between the parlor
and the stairwell, and was only there for a few minutes before
it was suddenly gone. Again, I could find no rational
explanation for it. Patrick Hopkins, the former owner of the
house, did tell us that he'd experienced the same thing over in
the front dining room on several occasions. It may have been the
same spirit coming back for a visit, just to see what we were
doing with all of the "undecorating" from Christmas.
Finally, I had something to report from only a few nights ago,
January 14th. I was talking to my cousin on the phone, and since
Tami was watching the Ice Skating championships in the den, I
was pacing back and forth from the game room, through the
stairwell, and turning around in our bedroom. I'd see her
sitting in the den every time I went into the game room. Coming
out of the bedroom once during the conversation, I passed by the
side gallery (the hallway) and saw movement back toward the
laundry room door. I looked over just in time to see someone
stepping from the side gallery into the kitchen door. My initial
thought was that it was Tami, but stepping into the game room, I
could see that she was bundled up on the den couch. I thought
back to what I'd seen, and along with the black pants, I
remembered that the person - who I think was a man - had on a
light colored shirt. I didn't really see the face or head. The
"garden guy" spirit doesn't come in the house, so I don't think
that it was him, but over the last several years we've seen a
man out on the side gallery on rare occasions, so it might have
been that fellow... whoever he is. I debated whether or not to
tell my cousin about it, but finally did. My family probably
thinks that I'm crazy at this point!
Okay, enough for January - I don't want to ramble on too long!
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