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Date: Thu, 22 Oct 1998 13:04:13 -0700 (PDT)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Lisa
email Broke@idirect.com
The year was 1981, I had just graduated from grammer school. On that same day we recevied a phone call that Uncle Frank had died. We went to the wake of which was in the Catskill Mountains in New York, this was in June. That August my famly and I went back to the Catskills for summer holidays. My Father has a hunting lodge there with his brothers. Therefore, we would spend two weeks happily away from the city. Nothing happened the first week and all went as ususal. On the second friday it all changed. I was awoken at 4:45 in the morning by a sound. My parents and I had our own room at the lodge on the ground floor by the kitchen. My folks where on the big bed and I was across the room on a bunkbed. The noises were coming from right above us on the second floor. Heavy foot steps, drawers opening and closing. Now the house we were in is very secluded no one for about 10 miles all around. I thought perhaps we had a burgler. I listoned as the steps went down the stai! ! rs to the living room. There I heard the ash trays being moved about the strong smell of pipe tobacco began to fill the air. Then the foot steps went threw the dining room to the kitchen. At this point I was scared to death! The foot steps reached outside the door the air seemed to change it all felt very strange and I screamed. My Dad jumped up and ran over to me. He then went to the door and opened it. Then it all stopped as if some one shut off a large machine. My Mom woke up and demaned to know what was going on. My Father took me into the livingroom and tryed to calm me. He told Mom that we might have a burgelar and told her to stay with me. He got a shotgun and searched the house but come up with nothing. All the doors where locked as was the windows. I said that it must be the ghost of Uncle Frank. My Father said it could not be as ghost they don't come out at 5:00 in the morning. My mother was really upset. Later that day when I was alone with Dad he t! ! old me some shocking news. First, the nosies started at 1:00 that morning and that he got up a few times to check it out there was noone there. Second, right after Uncle Frank died, His brother Joey was in the house alone and heard someone calling to him but could never find the person.
Over the years the hunting lodge has had a lot of ghostly things happen. People who come up for hunting season have seen and heard a lot of strange things. One Morning on of the hunting wifes saw a man on the sofa smoking a pipe, When she asked her husband when did he arrive he was confused. There was noone of that discripton in the lodge. My father showed the lady a picture of himself with Uncle Joey and Uncle Frank. She pointed out uncle Frank, she left that day. My brother Tony has heard the footsteps and door slamming as well. The ghost is still active and every hunting season someone sees or hears something