A family of four from Panama City was also on the tour tonight, but the woman has gone to college in Hays, Kansas. In school she and a friend rented a two story house next to a frat house. The story around town was that a couple bought the house in the early 20th century and both were happy there until a fraternity took over the house next door. The woman wasn't happy but the fraternity just kept growing and she wouldn't move. After her husband died she became even more unhappy, but still wouldn't leave the house.
When the woman and her roommate wanted to rent it the landlord interviewed them. He said, "I'm sorry but I have to ask you some strange questions." Then he went on to ask about how often they had young men over and did their boyfriends spend the night. The young ladies thought it was rather strange but maybe it was just that the town was very Catholic. He said that he couldn't seem to rent the house to boys; they just never lasted. The young ladies answered the questions and got the house.
The day they unpacked they arranged the kitchen, glasses above the sink, spices to the right of the stove, etc. The next morning the woman went into the kitchen and everything was in a different cabinet. "Why did you move everything?" she asked her roommate, but the roommate hadn't moved a thing. They changed everything back. Sure enough, the next morning everything had been rearranged again.
The woman had brought her family's old furniture into the house and set a rocking chair in the library surrounded by books. When she would walk down the hall, she would turn to glance in the library and the chair would be rocking all by itself.
The landlord couldn't find any women to rent the basement apartment, so he finally rented it to a few guys. Over the course of the school year, three sets of young men moved in and moved out. And every boyfriend that they ladies had over would spend the night once, and that was it. They would insist on having the girls come to their house. They guys could never explain why.
That summer the woman worked at a dairy farm. Everyday she went over and milked cows. One beautiful day she decided to leave all the windows open to air out the house. Her roommate was gone, the land lord was gone, everyone was out of town. She was the only person within miles who had a key to the house. While she was milking cows a storm blew through, no one saw it coming. She was frantic, there was no time for her to go back to the house and close all those windows she had left open. That evening she went home dreading all the mopping she would have to do, but when she arrived every window, every screen, every storm window, was closed and sealed shut.