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From a Visitor in
Michigan
I once worked in a historic 14-room hotel in Sonoma California, in the town square area. This hotel was over 100 years old, decorated in period furnishings. It was a quaint hotel with an all-wooden saloon attached to it. Everything in the hotel and saloon was as it was over 100 years ago, right down to the barstools. One night, I decided to use the bathroom in the bar area. I decided to poke around in the old kitchen, and fantasize how it must have been to cook in it all those years ago. The last owners of the saloon left some old spoons hanging from a rack in the kitchen. I looked at them and wondered why they had been left behind. I did the nature call thing and when I came back to see the kitchen, all of the spoons were laying on an old cupboard face down, all in a neat little row! I never heard any noise of any kind, and I was the only one working, it was around Christmas so the town square was pretty desolated, there were no hotel guests that night! In the same week, as a daily routine, I would walk up the three flights of stairs and close each window on the landing of each level. They were heavy wooden windows, so pulling them up, or lowering them was a choir, not to mention they were over 100 years old, so you had to be very gentle with them, as the glass was original and was expensive and hard to replace if broken. After closing and locking each window, I came down to the lowest level of the hotel to set up for the next day. I took a break and sat down in the desk area of the main living area, and after awhile I felt this chill that went to my bones. Much to cold for the mild winters in California! I had the sense to walk upstairs to see where the chill was coming from, and at each level of the floors, the windows were wide open! I closed them, and made sure I checked them every couple of hours to see if they would be opened by the previous deceased owner of the hotel! It never happened again.
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