Weldon, IL

People move around so much these days. A few nights ago I had a family from New Mexico on my tour, but the father had grown up in a farm house in Weldon, IL. The house had been built around the civil war. He and his family would see a couple float through the house. A young couple, their heads and faces were distinct but their bottom halves were just flowing mist.

The father was just two or three when they were there and he would see them and hear them more than anyone else in the family. Some people in the town said that a childless couple had built the house, who knows. But whenever his sister would do something mean to him, the ghosts would play a trick on her, so it all worked out in his favor.

There was one room in the house that was always cold and just felt wrong. Since no one would sleep in it, it became the playroom. They had an old fashioned rocking horse, a heavy one on springs and inevitably it would rock at 2:00pm. One night it was so loud that their mother yelled at his older brother to stop. His brother said, "It's not me, I'm in bed." She told the brother to go and stop the noise. When he went to the playroom the rocking horse was bouncing from the ceiling to the floor, up to the ceiling, down to the floor, loud as could be. The ceilings were at least ten feet high. When his brother turned on the light the horse stopped in midair and floated down to the floor.

Many years later, after the family had moved to New Mexico and the man who took my tour was old enough to drive, he encountered the same ghosts. The family was at a restaurant and he left ahead of them. He heard the woman's voice say, "go back." He went back to the restaurant and road home with his family. On their way they saw a huge accident. If he hadn't gone back he would have been in the middle of it.