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Grande Prairie Ghosts
By
Liz Fraser

Ghost stories are like folklore, passed on through generations, filling us with wild imaginings. We may scoff at these stories, but ghostly experiences go beyond story telling; these are the emanations from all kinds of encounters. Listen to the sounds and feel the restless energy resonating from dark corners in old buildings. If we believe that the human soul or spirit lives on after death, then this energy is the echo of souls or essences of past lives, testament to the real presence of ghosts.

There are places where an aura of unquiet activity pervades the silence. Walk in the footsteps of Dickens and Jack the Ripper through fog wrapped Old London and be eerily transported back "to the little knots of houses, where drunken men and women were positively wallowing in filth" (Dickens 86). Feel the presence of Fagin, Nancy, the vicious Sykes, and the slaughtered prostitutes, all victims of the "general blight of the public houses" (Dickens 86). Their ghosts are palpable in the cobbled alleys and narrow dwellings, conjuring up a time when poverty and squalor were the pulse of life.

Time and the outside world shape humanity, but that unique human essence remains unchanged. We may fear the ambience and shy away from an old hotel whose exterior has fallen into disrepair and neglect in a forgotten part of town. But, despite the ravages of time, it does retain a life of its own; its heart is vibrant with the spirit of its past.

Even when new life is breathed into an old hotel and it is infused with new ideas and energy, the essential part of its existence still resonates.
The souls of those who have gone before can be felt through the rooms, wine cellars, corridors, and the corners of smoky bars. As sure as the memory of Rosa, the maid shot by a jealous husband as she laundered dirty sheets in the basement of an old hotel, or as sure as grimy mirrors reflect phantom cowboys, like faded electric horsemen riding defiantly through dimly lit taverns, these ghosts exist. They are "doomed for a certain time to walk the night," like the ghost in Hamlet. They are as real as are the old men who sit like pale statues in the flickering candlelight that floats above the bar.
In the words of Ibsen, "There must be ghosts all over the world. They must be as countless as grains of the sands." The atmosphere of old inner city hotels seems home to lost souls roaming restlessly in a world frozen in time.

 

WORKS CITED

Dickens, Charles. Oliver Twist, New York. Signet, 1961
Ibsen, Henrik. hosts. England. Penguin Books Ltd., 1964
 


NewYork Hotel Ghost Stories:

Dar reported seeing ashtrays move along a counter when there was no one else present.  He also had the experience of looking in a bathroom mirror, and seeing the reflection of an ugly face, but when he turned, there was no one there. He also reported cold spots.  These events all happened in the basement.

 

 

Bre reported seeing ashtrays moving along the bar when no one was there.  She also has seen the swivel chairs moving on their own, and she has noticed cold spots--so cold that her hair stood on end.  She said on other occasions that she felt the "heebie-jeebies" in moving from spots of cold to spots of heat.  She also heard footsteps when no one was present.  These events happened in the lounge on the main floor.

 

 

Cin reported seeing swivel chairs moving and an aura around an empty table. These events were also in the lounge.  She also said she "knew" someone was present, though no one was there.

 

 

 

Del also worked in the lounge for a short time.  She reported that she never saw a chair move, but she would clean up the place and straighten out the chairs and tables, and even though no one had come into the lounge, she would look up from her cleaning or reading and see the chairs had turned around.

 

 

Bev reported a terrifying experience in the basement. She was alone when the bass drum on the stage sounded:  she looked and no one there.  A moment later she heard the drum again, and she walked over to the stage:  no one there.  As she turned to leave, the snare drum sounded and then the cymbals clanged.  She fled the basement in fear and only returned when a male staff person accompanied her.

 

 

Bla reported that, while working in a storage area and unused corridor in the basement, he heard the sounds of voices and clattering. He was cleaning up the rooms there, and when he went to look, not only was no one there, but a room he had already cleaned just a few minutes ago was "trashed":  he said nothing and cleaned it up again.  He also reported being alone in the quiet bar area in the basement when a loud, female, voice behind him said "Get out":  he turned and no one was there.

 

 

Lin ran the cabaret almost twenty years earlier than Bla's" experience, but she reported banging noises and the sound of people down the same corridor that Bla would later be working in, but whenever she or her staff investigated, they found no one.  Lin also reported the same sort of strange goings-on with her phone in the cabaret.  Especially that it would work only some of the time, and not others, even though it was checked by technicians and found to be in proper working order.

 

 

Bil reported several incidents when he worked in the basement bar. He often heard someone humming--not a machine or pipe hum, but a person, with no one there--though he said he never heard voices.  He was also racking up the pool balls while he was alone:  he gathered them all together, and before he could put the rack over them, they all scattered as if they had been pushed.  He also saw ashtrays moving along the counter, stand-up bar, and even through the air.

 

 

Sta reported that twice while she was alone in the basement bar, she heard someone whistling.  On both occasions she checked, and she was alone.  She said that the whistling was of a tune, but not one she was familiar with.

 

 

Cea had the experience of a very strong cold spot in the basement.  He walked through, and then tried walking though it again some hours later--still freezing cold.  He then said words to the effect that "I won't hurt you", and then the cold turned even more frigid and his hair stood on end.  

Cea also reports the apparent malfunctioning of his music equipment at times in the basement.  It will not play at times, and then will be fine at others.  Checks of the machine found nothing wrong.  The times when it will not play, he has seen the needle on the turntable lift on its own.

 

 

Cor also reported an experience in the basement bar.  He was working at the bar when he felt someone touch his back.  He turned:  no one was there.

 

 

Mag reported seeing ashtrays moving through the air and cold spots in the basement. She also felt someone touch her on the shoulder when she was in the lounge alone.  She said the basement events felt "mischievous" while the lounge events were "comforting".

 

 

Chr reported, while doing his shift in the upstairs main bar, that while he was stacking glasses, the dishwasher started up all by itself.  He was so startled, he drew a fellow worker's (Ken) attention to it.

 

 

 

Both Car and Lol reported getting phone calls to the desk from phones elsewhere in the hotel, often from the basement but sometimes from upstairs rooms. Motion sensors on at the times did not register anyone in the area, nor did searches turn up anyone there. Checks of the phones, the lines, and the switchboard showed no malfunctioning. The events happened even after a change in the switchboard.  The "callers" did not speak or identify themselves, but both Car and Lol said there was definitely a presence there, and not the static of an improper connection.  This happened repeatedly for some three or four years.

 

 

Al! these stories were reported first hand to Dwight Logan over a period from 1975 to 1999.  All happened to people who were alone at the time, except for Chr and Ken, and for Car3 and Lol (they had repeated incidents, and on at least a couple of occasions, they both listened to the same call).

 

 

Violent incidents have happened in the hotel.  In the mid sixties, a laundress was shot by her husband in the basement.  Mag thinks the laundress is the basement ghost, but she thinks there are others down there.

My brother Merritt died in the hotel in 1980.  Mag claims that the lounge ghost is Merritt, because Merritt used to touch her on the shoulder the same way as the ghost, as he would go by her in the lounge. The lounge was Merritt's favorite room in the hotel to sit and relax.

We have also had at least one suicide in the building, though there are some who believe it was murder.  We have also had a death, apparently basically of "old age", in a room upstairs.  There are undoubtedly other events that I am not aware of, as the hotel was the center of the community for years.  It all happened there:  weddings and wakes, fights and honeymoons, wild parties and staid business meetings, loving and cheating, good times and bad.

 

 

The hotel also had a varied history in terms of use. While it has always had a tavern, coffee shop, and rooms, at various times in the past (and present) it has had a liquor store, the first cocktail lounge in the Peace Country, the first licensed dining room in the Peace Country, a quiet bar, an alternative canned music bar, a live blues bar, a cabaret, a taxi office, a suite of law offices, meeting rooms for business groups, the Jaycees office, a laundry, a full workshop, a coal cellar, political campaign offices, a newsstand and gift stand, a dance club, a fast food booth, and sample rooms for traveling salesmen.

Dwight Logan

 
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