NATIVE GROUNDS, AN OLD SCHOOL HOUSE BUILT OVER AN OLD WATER WELL AND NOW A HOTEL WHERE DEAD PEOPLE ROAM THE HALLS! NO WONDER THERE ARE GHOSTS HERE!!!

 It was from  the roof of the seven-story Hotel San Carlos in Phoenix, that 22-year old Leone Jensen decided to end her life. She was dressed in a white evening gown as she had expected to enjoy a night on the town with her boyfriend. After her dreams for a wonderful night of dancing were shattered, she decided she could not live with a broken heart. After writing a suicide note she made her way to the roof of the brand new hotel in 1928, looked over the edge to the streets below, and jumped to her death, thus giving Phoenix its first suicide.


This is in a frame on one of the
floors.  It's newspapers clipping
from the death of Leone.

Leone's suicide note.

I just this weekend got to visit this wonderful hotel.  I did not get to investigate because the staff at the front desk is VERY strict about you "looking for ghosts".  The lady at the desk didn't want to answer any of my questions about the hauntings at the hotel.  She would not even let me walk around and see the hotel.  So, I sat in the lobby trying to figure a way to walk around and take some pictures(for you guys of course).  From where I was sitting I could see a staircase behind where you catch the elevators.... HHHUUMMM I could just "walk" up to the floors and look around........so I got up and walked slowly to the staircase....trying not to bring any attention to myself and much to my surprise....you had to have a KEY just to use the stairway.  I thought this was really unusual because most of the time stair ways are for emergencies or if the elevators doesn't work.  Why would you have to have a KEY just to go up the stairs???  I'm guessing....there's something they don't want you to see.

Now, before you jump in your car and head out to this place, let me warn you..... the lobby area is extremely small, the smallest one I have ever seen as a matter of fact and there are camera's everywhere!!!  So if you CAN get permission I would and if you can't...... don't say I didn't warn you. :)

Now, I am just going to leave it at this.....Deak and I where able to get upstairs and take a look around.  Enough said..... :)

Ever since that night of May 7, 1928, guests of the Hotel San Carlos have reported many sightings of her ghost. Typically, she is seen as the "white cloud of a woman's figure, accompanied by unexplainable breezes". While some guests may find the idea of the hotel being haunted either exciting or frightening, it has become an accepted responsibility for working at the hotel. For example, the housekeeping staff are so superstitious that they refuse to work on a floor alone; it has become standard procedure now that they work in teams of two or three, no matter what floor they work on.

Business Center.

The ladies restroom.

 
 


The ladies restroom.

This orb is right by the Marilyn Monroe's suite.

 

Most of the hallways look the same.

Leone is probably the most famous permanent resident of the San Carlos, but she is by no means the only ghost. Guests have also reported hearing the sounds of at least three or four children running up and down the hallways, laughing and playing. The story of these children can be traced to a history before the hotel was built, but I shall take a moment and go even further into our prehistory.

Jumping backwards in time roughly 400 years, the Native American tribe known to us today as the Hohokam, made the Rio Salado valley their home. In the heart of this valley, an underground countercurrent water spring provided refreshment to the tribe. The natives worshipped their god of Knowledge and Learning at this spot. They believed that from this spring came mahchig, or great knowledge. Whatever great wisdom they gleaned there however was lost when the tribe was forced to move on. It was the modern Pima tribes who named them huhugam, or "those who have gone."

Fast forward again to the early settlement of Phoenix, this very same spring was re-discovered and tapped with a well. Phoenix's very first schoolhouse was built on this site in 1874, with this well water providing refreshment to a new generation of students. It was a one-room adobe building with a dirt floor, but it served the humble forefathers of our town well. Five years later, in 1879, that building was replaced with a two-story brick building - only the fourth brick building in Phoenix. At that time, it was the northernmost building along Center Street, now known as Central Avenue. In 1893, the brick schoolhouse was expanded to sixteen rooms.


The haunted pool area on the 3rd floor.

 It was at some time during the late 1890's that we have different accounts of three or four boys drowning in the well. The school building was eventually declared unsafe, condemned, and the property put up for sale in 1916. Could these be the boys who can still be heard playing in the hallways of the Hotel San Carlos?

This very special well is still in use today; it resides in the basement of the Hotel San Carlos. It serves as the sole source of water to the guests of the hotel. The San Carlos is the only building in Phoenix that is not part of the city's water supply. Even today, hotel guests remark to the staff about the high quality of the cool, refreshing water that comes from the original, antique brass fixtures in their rooms.

The penthouse that resides on the roof has a very interesting story of its own to tell. Charles Harris owned half of the hotel, and also managed it with his wife Elsie and their two sons. Mr. Harris had the penthouse built on the roof for his family to live in. When Charles Harris died in 1946 of natural causes, the hotel went into his family trust. The Harris family moved out and let the trust take over management of the hotel. The original intention was to rent the penthouse out to VIP guests, including some of the many Hollywood actors who frequented the hotel. However, to this day, the penthouse has never and will never be rented out. Yet, work is always being done to maintain it. Electricity is still supplied to it, and it is kept air-conditioned. An expensive proposition to say the least, especially if there are no living guests staying in the penthouse.



In the elevator.

Behind this rod iron door, is the basement
with the well still used today for the water
source for the hotel.



Misc. items from the hotels past.

In the lobby.



    

Beautiful antique elevators.

Is this an orb?



Could this be one of the children that is
said to play in the halls???

A larger view.

 

SHEPPTON MINE DISASTER-A SECRET FROM TWO SURVIVORS THAT THEY SWORE NEVER TO TALK ABOUT.

This is kinda' a long story but an AMAZING TRUE ONE!!!

Over fifty years ago,  in Hazelton, Pennsylvania, two men wearing football helmets and parachute harnesses, were guided through a borehole to safety on the morning of August 27, 1963.  The two men had a secret between them that they felt the world would never believe!!!  But when their fourteen-day ordeal was revealed to the public, the strange revelations of their experiences where told.

Fellin, who was fifty-eight at the time, recalled Throne, the twenty-four year old worker had been buried alive.  David Fellin thought the world should know who had given them the strength to survive.  Both men, interviewed separately, described with amazing accuracy their visitor,
who had stayed with them during the last eight days of their ordeal when they'd all but given up.  Who was the dedicated spirit that made its presence known?  Who never left them......who never gave up on them......None other than Pope John XXIII, who had died just weeks before.  David recalle da span of time when he left his body, saw a beautiful marble door, and witnessed scores of Egyptian men going about their work.  He was in awe at the sight before him, as he studied the men building pyramids.  He went on to say that the Egyptians did not move the stones as many people over the centuries have thought.  Rather, twenty-five men carrying buckets of sand and water poured the mix into wooden forms and built each million ton block one at a time.

There may be some that think Fellin and Throne were hallucinating.  Fellin swore an oath on the Bible, that everything he experienced while trapped in the mine was true.  He passed at least two polygraph tests about his experience trapped in the mine.  In 2002, a researcher studying the pyramids shared his revelation that, just as David Fellin had seen, each block was created from "cement" being poured into a form.

Here is there story:

On the morning of Aug. 13, a frantic call came in to the newsroom at The Standard-Speaker. There had been a cave-in at a coal mine near Sheppton and three miners were entombed.
The loss of three miners was initially of little interest elsewhere in the world but five days later, on Aug. 18, 1963, contact was made with two of the miners underground, and it became a sensational human-interest story.

Louis Bova, 54, of Pattersonville, near Shenandoah, the third miner entombed that morning, had been separated from the other two and his body was never found.
But for those first six days, Fellin, then 58, of Sheppton, and Throne, then 28, of Hazleton, courageously faced what appeared to be certain death.

Fellin, a miner for more than four decades, knew there was nothing the rescue party of volunteers could do to reach them.
There was only one entrance or exit - known as a slope - at the Oneida No. 2 mine, which was actually located outside the geographical limits of the Village of Sheppton midway between Hazleton and Shenandoah.
However, rescuers couldn't enter the slope because of additional rumblings deep inside, as well as the presence of hazardous gas.  So, for several days, officials of the state Department of Mines and Mineral Industries as well as members of the rescue party could do very little but watch and wait.
Meanwhile, Fellin and Throne were simply trying to stay alive.

Fellin, co-owner of the mine with Gene Gibbons, was semi-retired and no longer a full-time miner. But that morning, he descended underground with Throne and Bova to show them what he wanted them to do and also help load a metal mine car that ran on railroad tracks and hauled the coal to the surface.  When the first buggy was loaded, Bova pulled a cord that signaled the hoisting engineer in a small building topside to activate the mechanical hoist and pull the car out of the mine.

That first buggy made it about halfway to the surface when, suddenly, it stopped and the earth began quaking about 100 feet above the three miners.  Within seconds, Fellin, Throne and Bova heard louder rumbling above them just as a long electrical cord inside the gangway snapped and began dancing wildly, sparking electrical current.  Fellin knew the miners would be electrocuted if they came in contact with the live wire, so he led Bova and Throne to a small chamber off the main gangway. When they entered the small enclosure - only about 2 feet wide and 9 to 10 feet long - the rumbling intensified and it appeared that tons of dirt, rock and coal were about to cascade down on them.  Just then, Bova noticed a different chamber a short distance away and began running toward it. It was a fatal mistake because, almost immediately, the worst of the cave-in occurred, filling the area where they had been working.

That was the last Fellin or Throne saw Bova, whose body was never recovered and who is remembered today by a tombstone at the site of the rescue.  While the initial rescue team was totally frustrated above ground, Fellin and Throne were doing what they could to survive below.
For almost an hour they sat side by side in the enclosure, which was hardly wide enough for one of them to squeeze past the other.

All the time - while waiting for the aftershocks of the first cave-in to subside - each pulled up his shirt and placed it over his nose and mouth because there was little letup in dust.  Finally, when the tremors had ended and the dust finally settled, they realized they had to find water.  Fellin was familiar with the mine and knew there was a reservoir of stagnant, sewer-smelling water beneath their feet. So he used a broken tool to dig a small hole and, after it seemed to have hit a void, he grabbed an empty oil can, tied a rope to it and lowered it deep below him.  Soon, he was hauling up a can of putrid water.  Sipping it the first time, both Fellin and Throne spit it out. But after a few more sips, they began swallowing.

Next, the two miners had to combat the cold.  The temperature inside the mine hovered around 55 degrees but their clothes were wet and Fellin and Throne were shivering.  That's when Throne, sitting next Fellin with their backs to a wall, told his companion that he knew how he could make them warm. He told Fellin to sit between his legs and start rocking, which he did.  Each time they rocked, Throne had Fellin's shirt lifted and was blowing air down his back. Soon, both men were warm.
Fellin was amazed but Throne told him it was something he had been taught in the armed forces while stationed at a base in the far north.

They didn't have to face the other necessity - food - until the next day. That's when Fellin and Throne, who hadn't eaten for more than 24 hours, experienced serious hunger pain.  They were so hungry, in fact, that they attempted to eat the bark off timber that was holding up the roof of their chamber. But they spit it out when they realized they couldn't swallow it.  Then, suddenly, Fellin told Throne that he believed he had a way to "feed" them. He then got the can of water, held a finger to his Adam's apple and took a sip. Fellin then told Throne to do likewise.

After doing it a few times, both realized they were no longer hungry.  Fellin explained that, for some reason, he remembered seeing movie newsreels in which Mahatma Gandhi would be shown in the midst of his many long hunger strikes, subsisting only on water. Fellin said he remembered that anytime Gandhi was shown taking a drink, he was pressing onto his Adam's apple.  Years later, Fellin said he had learned that the maneuver triggers a mechanism in the body that allows a person to live off body fats. He did that until food was sent down through a borehole after the rescue crew made contact.  'They're alive'!

On the surface, rescuers began to fear there was nothing they could do to save the miners, if they were even still alive.  When virtually all hope was lost, a million-in-one gamble was taken.
It was decided, as a last-ditch effort to satisfy the families of the miners, to drill a 6-inch-wide borehole in an attempt to reach the men buried more than 300 feet underground.

Drilling the hole took much of Aug. 17 and all of Aug. 18, but about 11 p.m. Aug. 18, a Sunday, a hole had been drilled to the proper depth. Just before midnight, a light and a microphone were lowered in an effort to establish contact with the miners.  A member of the rescue crew cupped his mouth over the borehole, got as close as he could to the ground and yelled: "Look for the light!"
He thought he had heard something, so he stood up and waved both arms, demanding total silence.
Once again he got on all fours and hollered, "Look for the light!" then cupped an ear to the borehole and excitedly jumped to his feet and screamed: "They're alive! I hear them! They're alive!"
Within minutes, the astounding news spread like wildfire around the world.

"MINE MIRACLE" was the giant headline across the top of the Los Angeles Times the next morning.  What followed was the patient drilling of larger boreholes, then the drilling of a 17 1/2-inch borehole with a drill loaned by one of eccentric billionaire Howard Hughes' companies.
People worldwide waited for a happy ending - and it finally came in the wee hours of Aug. 27, 1963.
First Throne, then Fellin were pulled to the surface wearing parachute harnesses and football helmets.
It was a scene that would be almost duplicated at the Quecreek bituminous mine in Somerset County in 2002.

There was a great difference in the two rescues, however.  At Somerset, high-tech scientific equipment was used to determine where the men might be underground.  In the cave-in and rescue near Sheppton, it was sheer guesswork - and a good deal of luck.  The original drill had traveled many miles to arrive at the site where the cave-in occurred. It was destined to drill the borehole near a wooden stake that indicated where the miners might be found, at the recommendation of state Bureau of Mining and United Mine Workers officials and veteran miners who had worked inside that mine years before.

But it didn't quite work out that way.  The truck carrying the drill broke down quite a distance from the stake. With little recourse and less time to waste, rescuers decided to sink the borehole there, and the rest is history.

And here is a News report on the disaster.

http://wnep.com/2013/08/13/remembering-a-dad-lost-in-the-sheppton-mine-disaster/

 

3,800 UNEARTHED BODIES MOVED...GREAT PLACE FOR A COLLEGE CAMPUS!!! NOT!!!!

 

 

In the midst of Oxbow Lake on the University of Texas/Texas Southmost College is an island that was once a National Cemetery.  However, in 1909, some 3,800 bodies were unearthed and moved to Alexandria, Louisiana.  After the cemetery was moved, the island became a mecca for hotels and retail stores.  However, it was later taken over by the college campuses and now houses a number of dormitories and is known as the "Village at Fort Brown."

 

The old fort morgue, was joined with a storage building in 1940, and now serves as Texas Southmost College office space.  During the forts heyday's, the morgue was used extensively by Dr. William Gorgas, who dissected bodies in order to study the Yellow Fever disease in a futile attempt to find a cure.  In any event, small objects leaping into the air, staff who have regularly felt a presence within their midst, and one who even had her hair pulled by an unseen entity.  Others report anomalies in their photographs including a solid dark image.

 

At the former Post Hospital, now called Gorgas Hall, and serving as the Administration Building for the campus, more strange events occur regularly.  Here, numerous patients with Yellow Fever were treated in the 1880's, as many of whom, unfortunately, died.  A ward on the second floor of the building was used for violent patients.  The most often anomalies are the face of former patients peering from the windows and captured on film, though that are apparently not seen with the human eye.  Witnesses have also claimed to see a "face" appear on the surface of the brick wall.

 

Others have reported seeing spirits roaming throughout the building including a doctor, a couple of nurses, and mourning woman dressed all in black.  The sounds of faint voices, footsteps, and other unexplainable noises are consistently heard in the building.  Other unearthly happenings include door knobs that seemingly move of their own accord, as well as objects transporting themselves.

 

In 1904, Commissary/Guardhouse building, now used as an art building, also has a record of hauntings.  Its basement continues to display the metal grated cell gates where prisoner's were once held.  Unfortunately, for the art students, their projects are often found to be missing or damaged.  Others report feeling cold drafts, hearing distant voices, having been touched  by unseen entities, and the sounds of scraping metal on the outside of the building.

 

The Little Chapel, which dates to 1868, also has its share of tales.  Though it was moved from its original location, the move evidently brought its spectral phenomena with it.  Here have been heard unearthly footsteps and inexplicable shadows and movements have been reported.

 

Tales of the Arnulfo L. Oliveira Memorial Library date back for decades.  One of the oldest storiest is of a night janitor who was startled when he stepped outside of the library to witness what appeared to be the full fort still in action.....cavalry soldiers on horseback and infantry soldiers marching on the former parade grounds.  Can you imagine seeing that!!!  That would be soooooo cool.  Oh back to the story....Other claims include the spirit of a young girl, appearing in 19th century attire, who appears on the second floor.

 

More reports tell of a malevolent phantom of an adult male who also appears on the second floor as well as a dark shadowy figure.  Staff also report items being mysteriously rearranged, mysterious chills, fans that turn on and off of their own accord, the sounds of creaks and rattling on the second floor, and more.

 

And I can't help but to tell you about the "ghostly puppy".  A little stray puppy is said to follow groups of people as they walk from class to class but when they sit down to pet the puppy it literally disappears!!!!!  aaaawwww....  And this story has been told by many of the students over the years.



This is defiantly one on my "top 5" list to visit this year...so stay tuned...... Have a great week everyone.....and if I haven't said it lately.....thanks for taking the time to sit down and read by "not so politically correct" blog on the crazy world of the paranormal.   :)



HELP ME WIN A CONTEST!!!! VOTE ON MY BOOBEAR PHOTO IN THE VERY HAUNTED YORKTOWN MEMORIAL HOSPITAL!!!!!!!!!

                                          HELP ME WIN THE BOOBUDDY CONTEST!!!!

Hey everyone....I am trying to win a contest.  It is on the GhostStop.com.  PLEASE click on the link below and vote for my picture of BooBear in the haunted "Children's room" in the Yorktown Memorial Hospital.  THANKS SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!

http://woobox.com/82nhxp/vote?web=1
 

GHOSTLY MOTHERS DAY TALES...2015

Hello everyone!!!  And Happy Early Mothers Day to all the great Moms out there.  I thought I would tell you guys about a ghostly Mother that is said to have saved her son.

And I am sorry, thinking about Mothers Day....I can't get this story out of my head so I am doing a re-post on it.  Enjoy....

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2015/03/10/utah-officers-say-mysterious-voice-pushed-them-to-rescue-toddler-trapped-inside/


And don't forget to give your Mom a big hug and kiss and even if your Mom has passed....STILL hold out your arms and give her a BIG kiss.  You may just be surprised by what happens...... BTW....I LOVE YOU MOM!!!  Thank you for being my best friend, my love guru, my advisor, my voice of reason (yes, I know...I should have listen more to MY VOICE OF REASON. lol) and many more things I can't think of them all....I love you tons and tons.

Truth or Legend? A Mother’s Ghost Saves Her Son

Posted on December 15, 2014 by ghostghoul

In the wee hours of June 10, 1994, Deborah Hoyt awoke with a start. She was staying with her husband at a relative’s home in Sacramento, CA, but felt she must leave immediately. The winding mountain road between Sacramento and the Hoyts’ own home in Lake Tahoe made Deborah uneasy, especially at night, but the urge to leave was overwhelming.
“I just felt like there was something pulling me up the mountain,” Hoyt said in an appearance on Paranormal Witness.
At a section of Highway 50 known as Bullion Bend, near Placerville, Deborah spotted a nude woman lying near the shoulder of the road. The woman was positioned on her side, bent legs together with an arm over her head. She was ghastly pale and looked dead.
Horrified, Deborah and her husband drove to the nearest phone and called the police. Sheriff’s deputy Rich Strasser arrived at the scene, but found no trace of a woman, nude or otherwise.

A Disappearance

Four days earlier Christene Skubish, 24, and her son Nick, 3, left her parents’ home near Sacramento to embark on a new life. Bound for Southern California, Christene was excited to begin a new job and provide a better life for her son. However, the pair never made it to a friend’s house as planned. The concerned friend eventually phoned Christene’s father who alerted authorities. The police brushed off the report at first, saying Christene and Nick would eventually show up.

Odd Dreams

Meanwhile, Christene’s aunt began having strange dreams. In one, she was riding in the backseat of a car and saw the silhouette of a woman and a young boy riding up front. It was night, and the car was traveling in a heavily wooded area. In another dream, Christene and Nick stood in a yard as hurricane-force winds whipped leaves from the trees. Christene tried and tried to reach her son, but the howling wind repeatedly pushed her back. The aunt asked Christene if she was okay, but a haunted-looking Christene said no.
The aunt’s dreams had come true in the past, and she was sure something terrible had befallen Christene and Nick. Frightened, she called Christene’s father and then left to look for the missing pair.

A Terrible Discovery

Back in Placerville, Deputy Rich Strasser couldn’t forget the report of a nude woman near the road. Deborah Hoyt seemed like a credible witness, and Strasser was certain she’d seen something. After learning about Christene and Nick’s disappearance, Strasser wondered if the two incidents were related. On a hunch, he returned to Bullion Bend to scour the area.
The deputy found nothing out of the ordinary at first, but he soon came across a child’s shoe. After peering into the brush, Strasser spotted a demolished car at the bottom of a 40-foot embankment. He raced to the vehicle and found Christene and Nick inside. Christene was dead, her body fully clothed in the driver’s seat. Nick was curled up nude in the passenger seat, alive, but in critical condition.
Nick ultimately survived his injuries, though he’d gone five days without food or water. Authorities believe Christene fell asleep at the wheel, leading her car to plunge off the highway and roll down the steep embankment. The coroner determined that she’d died upon impact or shortly thereafter.

Help from Beyond

Though he was only three at the time, Nick says he remembers the accident and the long nights after. He remembers climbing up and down the embankment. He remembers a glowing white light hovering near the mangled vehicle and a shadowy figure standing nearby. He remembers telling his family about the angel that had watched over him.
Christene was fully clothed when Strasser found her, and authorities believe she died soon after the crash. So who was the dead woman on the roadside? Hoyt believes it was a spirit sent by God to save Nick before it was too late. Christene’s friends and family believe she watched over her son, even after death, appearing as a nude apparition to get the attention of passing motorists.
“I absolutely think something special happened here,” Deputy Strasser said on Paranormal Witness. “I think it is a miracle. It’s a whole series of events that I can’t explain. I’ve often thought about it. I just don’t have the answers.”

Truth or Legend?

Unlike many paranormal tales, the facts of this case have been well documented. Christene Skubish indeed ran off the road near Bullion Bend, and Deborah Hoyt indeed reported a naked woman near the accident site BEFORE anyone knew about the accident. So who, or what, did she see?
The most intriguing theory is that Christene’s ghost remained near the wreckage and appeared nude to draw attention to Nick. Some versions of the tale claim “numerous motorists” called authorities about seeing a naked woman near Bullion Bend. However, mainstream coverage of the event only mentions Deborah Hoyt’s report.
Another theory is that Deborah saw Nick on the road, not Christene. After all, police did find Nick naked in the vehicle and he does remember climbing up and down the embankment. It was also dark and Deborah may not have seen the figure clearly. Could she have confused the three-year-old boy with a grown woman?
The other paranormal elements of this story – Deborah Hoyt’s sudden urge to leave, the aunt’s dreams, the white light, and the figure watching over Nick in the car – are interesting, but of course impossible to prove.
What do you think of this story? Do you believe something supernatural occurred or is there a more logical explanation?

Check out the video they did on Haunted Highways on this story.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xl3oef_paranormal-witness-haunted-highway-kentucky-ufo-chase-s01-e02_shortfilms
 

DOG GRIEVING AT THE LOSS OF IT'S OWNER

I just had to share this with you guys.  Warning... If you are an animal lover this will break your heart!!!  The loss this dog feels....is VERY REAL!!!

TERRIFYING NURSERY RHYMES!!! YOU MIGHT WANT TO THINK TWICE BEFORE TEACHING YOUR KIDS THESE!!!!

Soooo.... One of my FAVORITE things to do is to talk to the spirits of children.  I love talking and communicating with the kids. :)
Check out these Nursery Rhymes. You may think twice before ever teaching these to your children again.

 http://brainz.org/24-terrifying-thoughtful-and-absurd-nursery-rhymes-children/