Strange Things Are A Happenin'

People who know me will know of the place I am talking about in this story. I'm not sure if the powers that be (the bosses) would want the story getting out there, due to the sensitive nature of our business. With that said, I will not say where this building is, or the name of the building, but I will say that it use to be a church. And I am not the only person who has experienced strange things happening in the building. Other people have experienced similar things, and I have just discovered that some unusual things have been going on when the reconstruction of the building was taking place from a church to the building it is now.

Most "events" have happened in the downstairs of the building; which of course would have been the basement of the church. This event occured a couple of months ago. I was mopping the stairs in the main entrance when I had strange feeling I was being watched. On both sides of our stairway (which consists of only 6 steps) are planters with flowers and other plants in them. They are all fake as our building is strictly scent free. I felt I was being watched by a woman; don't ask me why I thought that, it was just a feeling. A few seconds after the feeling came over me, I heard the plants rustle in the planter next to the stairs, which was behind me. First I thought I was hearing things, so I ignored it. Then it happened again. I was so convinced that there was someone hid behind the planter that I went up the stairs to have a look. Of course there was nobody there.

At that point I started to get goose bumps all up and down my arms. Much like whenever I go downstairs. No matter how hot it is downstairs there are always certain spots that I break out in goosebumps. Again something I can't explain.

Just after looking behind the planter at the top of the stairs, another strange phenomenon happened. Remember when I mentioned that our building is strictly scent free? Well all of a sudden I got a very strong smell of nail polish. Much like if you were standing next to someone who were painting their nails. Strong enough to almost make you cough! That really confused me as there was absolutely nobody in the lobby with me. For anyone to come to the lobby, they have to enter through one of two doors which are heavy doors and make a lot of noise as they open or close. So I would know if anyone was there with me; and besides it was 3 am so everyone was asleep. The odour lasted about 2 or 3 minutes and then disappeared just as quickly as it came.

I finished my mopping and proceeded to the elevator to go downstairs to the storage room where the mop bucket is kept. Entering the elevator I have to use a key to go to the downstairs level, as that floor is locked out after hours. I pressed the button for the floor and the doors closed. Then the doors opened as if someone pressed the button outside the elevator and wanted to get on. The doors stayed open long enough for "someone" to get on and then closed. Although no one entered the elevator with me. Just as I thought the elevator would start moving to the bottom floor, the doors opened again! This happened five times before the elevator finally brought me to the basement! I think whatever spirit was there that night was having a bit of fun with me.

That's all that happened that night but there are many other stories to tell you as at my place of employment, strange things are a happenin'!

The Ghost Of JPL - Reposted

Here is a repost of a story I posted on May 20, 2007. The reason I reposted will be explained at the end.

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I have never been a strong believer in ghosts. After my experience one early morning at Jasper Park Lodge I had to rethink a little more about my beliefs.

It was 5:00 am on March 10, 2000. For anyone who is familiar with JPL, there is a restaurant just off the Great Hall called the Moose’s Nook. In this restaurant was a large server station which I used to get clean water for various cleaning projects. I was employed as a Public Area Houseperson at this time.

On this particular morning I was at the server station which was located in an area where I could see the entire dining room including all exits. I filled up my bucket with water and proceeded to leave the server station and something caught my eye. Near the back and to the left, sitting at a table was an elderly lady. She had short grayish coloured hair and was wearing a dark blouse and what looked like an old style apron, with the straps made of a white frilly material. I could only see her from the chest up as she was sitting with her arms on the table in a folded position. Her head was leaning forward as if she was praying.

Now in a hotel the size of JPL we would always get guests early in the morning looking for breakfast. As all the lights were on in the restaurant, I assumed she thought the restaurant was open for breakfast and looked as though she was waiting for someone to join her.

Turning toward the lady I said in a louder than normal voice, “Good Morning, May I help you?” Her head started to rise just as I took my eyes off her and focused on the chairs I was walking around so I would not fall down. Resuming my glance a split second later in her direction, I felt a cold rush of air run through me. The lady was gone. I immediately had goose bumps run up my spine. (I still get them even now as I write this.) It was physically impossible for any human to leave through one of the 3 exit doors in the split second I had taken my eyes off her. I stood there for a few minutes just staring, as I was in disbelief of what just occurred.

I left the Moose’s Nook and started walking toward the Front Desk. A Security Officer and the Night Auditor were standing outside the desk chatting and when they saw me, as they told me later, I was a pasty white. They asked me immediately what was wrong as they could see something happened. I told them of my experience and the Security Officer went with me back to the restaurant and I showed him where the lady was sitting. I immediately got goose bumps again as I approached the table where the elderly lady was sitting. Arriving at the table, we saw that a chair was moved out and tipped over backward as if someone got up in a hurry.

Needless to say word spread very quickly about this incident. I did some research and apparently there have been ghost sightings throughout the years at JPL. One in particular involves an elderly husband and wife. The wife was always seen in the dining room, the husband was always wandering on the outside. The story was that this lady would be always sitting in the dining room waiting for her husband to come and eat.

Upon further research I was shown a photograph from the dining room taken in the 1920’s. The photograph was suppose to be of a ghost and showed an empty dining room with a shadowy figure sitting at one of the tables. As I stared at the photo, my jaw dropped. It looked to be the same lady I had seen!

To my knowledge, at least up until I left Jasper in May 2002, the actual photograph was hung in the Great Hall near the Moose’s Nook. I was told the story of my encounter was also mentioned at employee orientation. I had become a small part of the legend of the ghosts. To this day, I still can’t believe what my eyes saw that early morning at Jasper Park Lodge.

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I reposted this story because I have met a new friend online who just visited Jasper Park Lodge and has read my story from May 20, 2007 on this blog. To my surprise she took a photo of the picture of the ghost of which I mentioned in the story and sent it to me! Thanks so much Nancy!

Can you spot the ghost of the lady sitting at the table?? That is the lady I saw on that morning of March 10, 2000! Still gives me goosebumps just looking at it!!