Spooky Matter features chilling accounts like Rebecca O’Donnell’s 2007 ghost photo, Osage’s self-starting military vehicle near a Korean ammo site, and Jason’s wife confronting a shadow figure whose lights extinguished in sequence. Callers describe eerie rituals (1902 Oakville, Canada), unexplained voices (Mark’s 1895 Tucson TV), and buried bones with 1900s coins in an 1860s Minnesota home blessed by the Dalai Lama. Others report ghostly warnings—bats and guttural grunts in a 1920s Lake Elsinore house, or a doctor’s "Gray Lady" offering fatal tea at Middlesex Hospital. From Native American burial grounds to haunted lighthouses, these stories blur paranormal, trauma, and unresolved history, leaving listeners questioning the unseen forces shaping human experiences. [Automatically generated summary]
And I think that I've got her on the line right now.
Her name is Rebecca O'Donnell, and she found out about two minutes ago or three minutes ago that she was the winner of our ghost photo contest for Babushka.
I actually had heard many rumors about the great Art Bell, and one of my friends is an Axem subscriber, Sirius subscriber, and I just happened to be over, and I got to listen to a couple of your programs, and I loved it.
Okay, I actually worked with a fellow at a cable company local here, and he knew that I did some amateur ghost hunting, and we would talk about that.
And he was kind of shy to show me, but he actually showed me this photograph that I entered in the contest and said that that was at his sister's house and that they had been experiencing creepy stuff that had been going on in the home.
And when I saw that picture, I had never seen anything like that before.
I had gotten orbs myself, but nothing ever like that.
All right, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Spooky Matter.
Now, what tonight is going to be, as I mentioned, is a combination of those who have sent in ghost stories, as requested.
And we are in the process now of calling you.
Now, we will augment that, if need be, with open-line ghost stories.
However, I want to serve up a warning to you.
I want to be scared.
If I'm not scared by your story, it's probably not a really good one.
It's got to put a little chill, raise the hair, you know, maybe on the back of my neck and put a little chill down my spine.
And I scare fairly easily.
So they've got to be good ghost stories.
You know, if we take potluck, they've got to be good ghost stories.
And I'm also going to make a special request tonight that if you're an over-the-road trucker, I know there's at least four or five of you out there, that if you want to tell your ghost story, you pull over safely into a rest area or the side of the road somewhere where you're safe so you can tell your ghost story with a good cell connection and with reasonable quiet in the cab,
as it were.
So that said, I think we ought to get underway.
All right, Spooky Matter underway for Halloween night.
I'm Art Bell.
You've got to love that laugh.
I can do it steward of.
How's that?
Spooky Matter on Halloween night.
And I know many little ones are out there tromping through the night, by the way, including mine.
In fact, one of the photographs on the front of RBL.com tonight is of my little one, Asia Rainbell, ready for candy collection.
As you can see, very ready for candy collection.
She lives in fear that when she gets home, Daddy will claim all her candy.
In past years, I have played around with her like that.
And so now I believe that when she gets home, which she will before I do, of course, she won't hide it.
Who knows where?
We'll probably find it next year.
All right, let's go to Tennessee and Osage, I guess.
You know, I've been to Korea any number of times, but being actually in the military and stationed in Korea, well, put it this way, I've heard of our troops in Korea referred to in interesting ways as though you're kind of there so that if the North starts a war, America's automatically brought into it.
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Is that how you guys looked at it there?
It kind of.
I mean, well, you know, a lot of people don't know, I guess, that we were never actually, we signed a ceasefire.
We never signed a peace treaty, so we were technically still at war.
But yeah, anyway, I don't want to stop you from your story.
Prove to you, please.
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Okay, well, during the end of my time, I was usually when everybody does their last three months, they try to keep them on light duty so that they don't get injured, because if they get injured, it causes complications.
So they put me on the unit police, which anybody who's been on a base over there knows what a UP is.
It's kind of like NP, only you're just your security guard, I guess you could say.
Yeah, in the Air Force, we call them APs, but yeah.
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Yeah.
So basically, I would be in charge of the gates, and they would rotate us around the different gates.
And I always like the night shift because I'm just kind of a night person, you know.
And so they picked me to work on this gate, which I actually worked there whenever I was doing my time up in the upper part.
It's called, we call it the Aha, which is the ammo holding area.
And up there they have, that's where the last line of defense, I guess you could say, for artillery.
The North Koreans had their artillery focused on us, and the only thing we could do is store ammo inside the mountain in a big tunnel.
So to get to that tunnel, you had to go through the gate, and that was the gate that I was stationed at in charge of.
So during the night shift, well, first I want to say that that place had a reputation already.
The people there, the Koreans, I've heard them talking before.
And I remember one time early on when I first came there, I asked them what they were talking about.
And the Korean guy told me, you know, kind of laughed it off.
He said, well, they were talking about how that place is haunted.
And this was during the daytime.
I really didn't understand what it was about.
But I found out later that during a safety briefing we had, that there was a soldier that was killed there in the area.
And it was pretty gruesome.
He died when he was earing up a tire and a split ring came off and killed him.
Yeah, and it was probably instant death, but it was in the area that I worked.
So anyways, I would work there at night shift, and things were pretty calm.
Nothing really happened.
It was me and another person at all times.
And we really didn't have anything happen.
I mean, we had cameras there, and it was Really quiet, and one night when we were up there, one of the vehicles, and these are Hemmets, these are pretty big vehicles, it just started on its own.
And well, first we heard the rumble and we didn't know what it was.
So we got up, we went outside the door, and I could hear it running.
And we looked at each other, and that's when it really kind of got spooky, because I worked those machines, and I know that we don't have those malfunction and just cut on their own.
And I decided to go because I knew those vehicles to begin with.
So he stayed in the guard check that we had.
And I went over there to the vehicle.
And first of all, I was really creeped out because it was in the dark area.
So I had to kind of walk in the dark.
And I looked around the vehicle, and I didn't see anything at all.
So I opened the cab up, and I cut the vehicle off, and then went on our way.
And we just noted it in the log.
Anyway, so that was the first time something had happened.
And we had similar incidents with the people where the lights had cut on.
People had noted in the logs about similar incidents like us.
Now, I don't know if they took it serious or not because I don't think anybody, maybe nobody read the logs, you know.
Because I mean, that place clearly had something going on.
But later on, I guess it was maybe like a week or so or maybe two weeks later, the horn on one of the Hemets, and I mean almost, I think it was the same one.
It might not have been, but it was in the same area, started just going off on its own.
And this is like maybe like 2 o'clock in the morning, you know, in the middle of the night.
And we're both in there, and it goes off, and we're just like nearly jump out of our seats and fall down because it was just, it scared the crap out of both of us, you know.
By this time, you know, I'd be worried that thing would start up and head toward me.
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Yeah.
You know, I was actually so scared, I made the other guard get out and go with me, which we're not supposed to do because someone's supposed to be at the gate.
And so, yeah, I mean, I actually had to go up there and undo the chain.
And it was just really weird.
I don't understand how that could happen.
I mean, I don't know.
If you think about ghosts, if ghosts are real, you know, how can they influence real things?
Things being moved without human interaction or things being moved by a spirit.
A vehicle started, a horn that goes, probably on the same vehicle.
And now the real impossibility.
You know, I'm not sure I'd move into a house like that if something like that happened.
I mean, after all, if anybody had moved that nine-drawer dresser up to the door and blocked it, they would then have to still be in that room unless they went sailing through a window.
And he said his own was still outside.
So that means something that we don't understand moved that thing.
And I guess the message would be not this room.
And obviously, mom understood that message because she did not allow the daughter in there.
Jason in Louisiana, hi there, and thank you for coming on the air.
This is a story about when my wife and I were newlyweds, and as newlyweds kind of do around that time, they'll go visit their parents, you know, once a week or so.
And my wife said she was going to go visit her mother.
I said, that's fine.
I'm going to go ahead and just stay home.
I'm in my pajamas.
And about 40 minutes later, she came back and she said, you're not going to believe what happened to me on the ride home.
And being the foolish young husband, I said, that sounds great, honey, but let me go ahead and just finish up this video game that I'm playing right now.
And this shadow person or whatever was moving by itself and keeping pace?
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No, it was standing behind a sapling, which she thought she saw a tree out of the corner of her eye.
And when she looked, there was a sapling, and the shadow figure was behind it, standing behind it.
And as she drove past, its head followed her.
She got the chills, and she picked up, you know, she sped up a little bit down the neighborhood.
And as she made her way to the end of the neighborhood, the lights, starting where the creature was, started going out one at a time until it reached her.
And when the lights reached her, she stopped.
And that classic fight or flight kicked in and she got mad.
She was angry.
She was scared, but she was angry.
So she threw it in reverse, and she rushed back to the point where the creature was, and nothing was there.
It was just a sapling.
And she had a cold sweat, and she was just sitting there, and the car was idling, and all the lights turned on at once.
They send you down to the Rio Grande and they say watch.
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It was very little experience, not training.
I may have misspoke there.
We had just gotten from the academy, but neither of us had a half a year in yet.
Okay.
So they send us down, they tell us to go fight crime midnights.
So we're driving down the river, looking for anything that we could see that didn't look right, not really knowing what we were doing, but trying to get onto job experience.
We see a bonfire out on this hill that we used to refer to as the party house.
It was, at the time it was out of town quite a ways, but now it's almost in town.
And we drove towards it thinking, well, maybe somebody's down there, maybe some aliens, maybe some smuggling.
And at the time, we had switches that we could throw that would turn all the lights off in the vehicle.
So if you hit the brakes or the backup light, nothing would come on.
It wouldn't show where the vehicle was.
So we turned out all the lights.
We're driving down this long dirt road towards the river.
And as we come around a corner, there's about 15 or 20 people standing in a huge circle around a giant bonfire.
They're all wearing brown full-length robes.
They got their hands up in the air like they're doing some kind of religious ceremony.
I saw a movie called Race with the Devil with Peter Fonda and Warren Oates several years before this, and that movie came to mind.
I looked at these people just in time to see two of them turn towards us and start running at us in a, not an aggressive manner, but like we didn't have any business in their little rituals.
But it really upset me because I've listened to that show, like I said, ever since Belle's Hole.
So a couple of weeks go by and I'm teaching a class.
And I mentioned to the class that I almost made it on the radio.
And I told them this Story about what had happened to me and my partner, and how it would have been neat to tell people.
I'd managed to tell my story to the entire United States and parts of the planet.
And one of the students said, Hey, you know, about a couple years ago, I was driving around down by the river and I came across the exact same situation.
Oh.
So apparently, whoever these people are, they're still out there.
They're still doing their little ritual.
And I have no idea who they are or what they're doing.
You're a corrections officer working a midnight ship.
And at the beginning of each ship, it doesn't make any difference which one of the three, you send your officers out to do an external perimeter check of the sensors on the fence and make sure everything's where it's supposed to be and work it out.
And I was a zone sergeant, and my officers automatically went out and done their duties.
We've done an external perimeter check and an internal perimeter check.
And the internal perimeter check not only included the inside pits, but also making sure that the doors and windows and everything was secured on the buildings.
And part of the institution was handed over from the Department of Mental Health.
And this one particular building, which was right across a service road from another old mental health building that had inmates in it.
But the building in question did not.
It was not inhabited.
And down on the basement level, there was a, well, it's still there, an extremely heavy steel fire door.
And there for about at least twice a week, for about six weeks, we would find this door open.
And my officer that was doing the inspection reported to me that he found this door open.
And these are all deadbolts.
And so we're, which, you know, we find doors open, you know, not real frequent, but, you know, from time to time, you know, somebody would leave the building on the evening shift.
They had a class or something in there and failed to secure their door.
But this building was, nothing was going on in there.
Right.
And the problem was, is that to secure this door, nobody, no personnel whatsoever inside our perimeter has a key to that door.
You have to go to the communications room where we were issued our keys and our radios and get this one specific key which took the authorization of the shift commander.
So after about six weeks, it was getting pretty old.
And we, me and my four officers, we went in, done our inspection.
Well, this time the captain called an emergency count.
And this is about 3 o'clock in the morning.
And while they're counting, we're going in there and looking around.
Didn't find anything.
Secured the door.
And as we were leaving, you know, we're going down a little service road in between these two buildings.
And not a whole lot of light back in that area.
A few security lights on the buildings, but the main lights were from the perimeter, right, lights around the fence.
And I happened to turn around and looked up on the second floor window at the end of the wing, and I seen a little girl about eight to ten years old, blonde hair.
And I just told my other officers, hey, come here.
I said, look up her.
What do you see?
And all their jaws went slack and their eyes got about as big as silver dollars.
I said, what did you see?
Do you see a little girl?
And they all went, uh-huh.
And about that time, she raised up her right hand and waved at us.
Well, you've given us, thank you very much, another story of, in my opinion, something that's been something physical that has been manipulated by something else.
All the stories that we've had so far virtually have involved things physical moved by things not physical.
Six weeks of a Deadbolt opening?
Well, I guess we'll just have to all wonder what's up with that.
In other words, it may well be that many times the apparition or ghost, if you will, is every bit as surprised at being in another place or time than it was used to.
So it is as absolutely curious, perhaps even terrified as you are.
And I wonder what that says about the other side.
The mixing of that side and this side on some occasions.
It may well be that they have absolutely no more of an idea than you do.
Well, my story does, well, I have a story that actually does involve things being moved without me moving them.
But the story that I believe you are most intrigued in is my story of the time I saw a shadow person.
And this story goes back about 15 years.
I was 9, 10 years old at the time.
And I was downstairs.
We lived in my grandma's house at the time.
And we lived in her basement.
And this particular night, my mom had left to go grocery shopping, but my bedroom was in the basement right next to the stairwell.
So the only way to get in and out of the basement is on these very, very creaky stairs.
If anyone were to come downstairs, including our very fat cat, I would know about it.
So I'm reading my book for school that night, and I'm sitting on my bed, and the setup of this basement was very odd.
It was my room had two doors, one that went to the stairwell, and then another one that went into a very oblong bathroom that was connected on the other side of this bathroom to our living room.
And right by the doorway to the living room, there's a desk, and my mom had a light on that, and she left it on for me so that I wouldn't get scared while she was gone, even though my grandma is upstairs watching TV.
So I'm reading this book, and the way I'm sitting on my bed, I can see through the bathroom and then into the living room.
And I can see the light is pretty much framed by the little slit of the door that I can see through.
And I don't know what compelled me to look up, but I look up over my book into the living room.
And as I do so, a six and a half to seven foot tall, pitch black shadow, I could see the only definition it had was I could see shoulders, I could see a head, and I could see that it was wearing a bowler hat, of all things.
And it didn't bob up and down as people do when they walk.
It glided behind this desk from the living room into my mom's room and was gone.
And I promptly threw my book across the room, opened the door to the stairwell, and ran upstairs and told my grandma.
And she, of course, didn't believe me.
Oh, that's silly.
But this house, only my mom and I had just handfuls of experiences in this house.
So she believed me when I got home.
But the part that scared me the most about that shadow person is that it had to have walked a foot or two behind this lamp that was very bright.
And it did not cast a shadow on the back wall behind it.
The story involves my daughter's imaginary friend.
Okay.
For a number of years, my daughter had an imaginary friend that she described as a tall old man that she named Roger.
And it was one of those textbook imaginary friends where she would talk with him, play with him, have tea parties with him, and sometimes even blame him for things.
And my wife and I would fully see her have conversations with an unseen person.
And my wife did a research and she just chalked it up to an overactive imagination.
For my daughter at the time was an only child.
And we basically thought that the behavior was perfectly normal and age-appropriate.
If you watch a child talking to somebody that's not there and even apparently getting answers, it's pretty creepy.
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It's very creepy.
And like, you know, so my wife thought it was normal, but me having graduated from the Art Bell School of Ghost to Ghost and other paranormal shows, I always suspected that she may have been talking to a ghost.
Having said that, we never had any paranormal activity in the house.
We never saw apparitions or disembodied voices or red eyes in the closet.
None of that.
One thing happened that did freak me out is one day my daughter told me that Roger didn't like me.
And that sort of made the hair on the back of my neck sort of stand up.
And I said to her, you know, why doesn't Roger like me?
You know, I'm a very likable guy.
And she said, Roger doesn't like it when you throw cigarettes in his garden.
And my daughter did not know that I smoked cigarettes when she was born.
I sort of, I cut down.
I would only smoke when I was at work or late at night when she was in bed.
But I would go outside, I'd light up, have my cigarette, and then throw the butt in the garden.
Yeah, it's, I mean, I would look over across the road a little ways back from the accident, and like I didn't see him, I didn't hear anything, but I could feel that I think this guy's standing there just looking at everything going on in bewilderment.
And I felt like all of the other officers probably looked down on this guy because he was drinking and caused his fatal accident.
So we wrap up there, go back to the fire station, put the truck up.
I drive my car back to the farm, which usually has other family members on it, but they were all in Dallas for a family event.
And I get back to my house and I can feel this guy with me still.
Very, I guess better way to put it, kind of an uptight religious school.
They would teach us, you know, Bible verses.
We didn't go to Bible classes.
None of that to me, I mean, I was already born and raised in the church.
However, this friend that I met, he really was, he was there for other reasons.
And I tried to, I guess, talk to him about religion from time to time and kind of blew it off.
He's like, well, why don't you come with me over to my house?
He's like, this is what my mom and I kind of do on our separate time.
So we go over there and has a real nice house, a lot of ornate, you know, old collectible type of items.
And one of the items that she has in this big open garden room area is a Ouija board.
So she convinces me, which going against everything that my mom had told me, don't you mess with that stuff because something could attach to you.
It could follow you back if it wants to.
Just leave it alone.
Well, being a teenager, I was like, you know, let me try it.
So we gave it a shot.
And yeah, I mean, got some interesting responses.
And I was like, okay, I've got to try it.
That's that.
So fast forward now, we're in our late 20s.
I'm in school.
And well, actually, I had just left college to move back in with my mom to help her with my grandmother.
She was suffering dementia at the time.
And my friend calls us up.
It's about maybe 3.30 in the morning, December, so it's cold, snowing.
And I could just hear on the other room, he's just crying hysterically.
And I get up, you know, kind of confused in the days, asking, you know, what's going on.
And she says, he needs our help.
We need to go to his house now.
You know, grab your things, let's go.
And she lived, you know, a few miles away.
We get to his house, and he's standing outside in the snow with no shoes on, with just an undershirt and a pair of jeans, and immediately gets in the car, starts crying again.
I mean, just shaking uncontrollably, probably from being cold and being scared.
And as he starts to calm down, we ask him, what's going on?
What happened in there?
And he said, I came home hanging out with some friends.
He's like, and I smelled this awful smell, almost like sulfur.
He's like, I paid no mind to it.
I looked around the house.
He's like, it's not until I came to my living room that I seen a man sitting on my couch.
The man was very, I guess in his terms, he said the man was very good looking, very well kept.
My friend had a dog, a big Rottweiler.
And his Rottweiler, instead of barking, going crazy, wanting to attack this guy, sat right next to the man.
The man kind of just was stroking the dog.
He said when he looked at his eyes, that his eyes were gray.
There was no pupil, there was no white, that they were just completely grayed over.
And I don't know if there was some type of, there was no verbal communication, he said, but the look, and maybe, not in his words, but maybe some type of the thoughts he felt, his thoughts were being read by this being.
He said he just felt like his soul was being taken from him and that this being knew that I have you right where I want you.
When we had got to the house, like I said, he had already, in order for him to have gotten out of the house, I should have explained a little bit better, he had to break the window out of his bedroom.
So we, she's, you know, my mom and I are like, you have a key to get back in.
The sun's starting to come up, like, you know, 4.30, 5 o'clock in the morning.
And we're all like, we really don't want to go in there, but let's go in there.
So we finally make our way to his house.
And the house is a wreck.
Cupboards are basically torn off hinges.
Food and dish plates are scattered all over the kitchen floor.
There was even dog vomit in the living room in multiple areas of the house.
It was, like I said, you know, I was born and raised in the church.
And, you know, nowadays, too many people, they want to recognize the good and not also that there is evil out there.
This certainly opened my eyes to it because seeing what I saw and what I sensed and just the atmosphere was heavy that I was walking in that house and just knowing that, you know, why would my friend go to extremes to break a window in order to get out of his own home?
Did he say anything about how everything got broken?
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No, he said once he felt that, as I was explaining, he felt like just a part of him or a part of his soul was just being taken by this entity.
And he still to this day says it was the devil.
But he says once he started feeling that awful feeling, he rushed to the front door.
The doorknob wouldn't budge.
It wouldn't open, nothing.
So that's why he decided to break out his bedroom window.
It was everyone who I told this story after that, you know, or familiar with my friend, they were shaken, I mean, and just terrified to think like, you know, that is something else.
So we had that same day, we called some priests over to come and bless the house.
And even the priests were, they had a look to them that maybe there really was something here that we can't explain.
And during the prayer, my friend, the one who went through all this, he straight fainted on the floor.
So I don't know if it was a possession and he was making that up, let's just say.
My uncle was staying with us here near my house, and we were talking one night, and he was telling me about all these horrible dreams he was having.
And I mentioned it the next day to my friend, who likes to dabble in the occult, and he suggested to me that we do a banishing ritual whereby he would summon the negative energies and then banish them from my uncle's life and also anyone that was in my house.
So I mentioned this to my uncle after I talked to him, and he was down for it.
So the next day, my friend comes over, and what he did is he set up four candles in the north, east, west, and south corners of the house.
And he went outside.
We've got a walk-out basement, so he was under my deck doing whatever he had to do for the ritual.
Meanwhile, my uncle and I are sitting in a living room, and we were just told by my friend to just sit there in silence and just sort of, I guess, ponder life.
And not that long after it began, I got paranoid because I couldn't see all the candles.
So I was concerned, you know, one of them might catch fire or something.
So I walked around the house periodically to check in on them.
And I did a round and everything was fine.
And I come back to the room and the candle that was in the south side of the house where we were sitting started making this pinging sound.
I'm 33 now, and about 10, 12 years ago in college, when I was about 20, I moved into a house with about three other roommates.
And it was about two blocks from campus at the University of Arizona.
And it was built for the Tucson Electric Power Company president.
So we move in, and everything's fine.
But then within a week, a whole bunch of weird things start happening.
Literally, the electricity would go off, and you would have to walk around and go to the breaker outside the house to turn the electricity back on in the house.
And we had, over the course of the year that I lived there, we had like three or four different electricians come out to check out to see what was wrong with it.
And everybody said that it was fine.
So there was strange electric stuff that would always happen.
One time I was using the regular can opener, and the electric can opener actually started to go off by itself.
But one of the really creepy things was that we didn't have cable because we were poor college students.
And I knew that my roommates were at home one day and I wanted to bring this girl back.
So we go back to my place and when we get there, I say, hey, let's watch a movie.
And so I turn on the TV and there's that staticky, that shh, you know, snow that you have when you don't have cable.
And suddenly there's this bang in the other side of the house.
And it's like, sounds like dishes crashing.
And she says, what was that?
And I said, I don't know, but I swear there's something really weird with this house.
It's haunted.
And suddenly from the T V, through the snow, the static on TV, it said, no, there's no ghosts here.
Well, I want to, it is unusual, but I mean, a lot of times, voices and things are heard from white noise, and that's what you had on your TV was white noise.
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So well, it was so creepy.
I mean, I turned off the TV, and I looked at her, and I said, did you hear that?
And she said, yes.
And I said, what was that?
And she said, it said there's no ghost here.
and we ran out of the house speaking out.
But another thing that actually happened...
Yeah, you know, so I was filming.
We had a party one night, and I was going around filming using night vision in the house.
And I go up to my friend Gentry and just ask him, hey, how you doing?
And he says, oh, I'm, you know, good, whatever.
The next day when I'm watching the tape, and we go, and all of us are watching the tape the next day of, you know, the party the night before.
And suddenly it goes into his room and I say, hey, how you doing?
And it was the most demonic sound that was captured on this tape right when he said hi.
It was like this just this horrible, horrific sound.
And the weirdest part about that is that it's been years since all that happened.
And for some reason, about a month ago, I was driving with my girlfriend and it was 11 o'clock at night.
And that story kind of, for some reason, I just remembered it right then.
And I asked her if she believed in ghosts.
And I told her the story and that I had recorded this EVP with my friend Gentry.
And I thought to myself, man, I need to call him.
I haven't talked to him in a few months.
I hope everything's okay.
And the next day, I got a phone call that Gentry was in a coma.
And unfortunately, about three days later, he passed away.
But the odd thing about that was I just remember that story like randomly.
And I asked my friend Emily when did he slip into the coma.
And she said it was around 11 o'clock on that Saturday night, which was literally, I think it was like 11.15 that I was telling my girlfriend that story.
So I don't know if there was some sort of reach out or connection or something, but it was just something that really kind of touched me and freaked me out a little bit.
Okay, so as opposed to an actual ghost encounter, this is a dream, or did it manifest in real life?
unidentified
No, it's been manifested in real life, but this is how it started.
So this is the reason I say that when the doors opened up and I had this sort of a fear of actually stepping into it, so I stood there still on the outside of the elevator, doors open, and he kind of just asked me, well, are you getting in or not?
So, you know, but I had the feeling that it was not a good choice to get in right away.
So I was basically asking him if I was going up towards heaven or down towards hell, you know, because I had that feeling that maybe I had died in my sleep.
And so then he just looked at me and goes, well, there's not a whole lot of difference for you.
So, and then that's kind of when I woke up.
I woke up wide awake and I was sweating, and, you know, and that's it's been a question for me ever since.
Actually, you know, I've seen that in movies where knives slowly pull out of the holder and sometimes head through midair towards somebody.
No, no, no.
That's it.
unidentified
Yeah, that's pretty much what was happening.
And then I was sitting on our couch and the TV screen, you know, when a TV's off, you can see the reflection in it still?
Sure.
So I was just kind of staring off in the space and I saw in the reflection walking towards me a full-bodied, it was not even out of the corner of my eye.
I could see it directly, but in the reflection of the TV, a full-bodied, it was a man, it was a figure, and it was walking right towards me.
And, you know, once I'm digging in my backyard and I start finding bones, that's it.
I stop.
I call the police.
But you found, once again, how many bones, please?
unidentified
I'd say about 50.
There's probably near a full set of teeth and several large, I'm going to assume they're like phalange finger bones, you know.
But they're all, it doesn't look like somebody just, my friends tell me, oh, well, a long time ago, people would just bury their loved ones in their yard if they couldn't afford a funeral.
And I said, well, that sounds a little odd to me anyways.
But they're all in like hacked up pieces, which doesn't, there's no, I try to rationalize it like, well, I can't really, actually.
The words no more came out of his mouth when we heard this god-awful racket in a closet.
And our cat ran over to the closet.
My wife jumped up from her computer, and we opened the door.
And it sounded, if I could describe it to you, it sounded like a bird, a large bird, thrashing in the closet.
Opened up the closet door, nothing.
And the cat ran out of the room.
I mean, that was kind of strange.
But probably the oddest thing that happened, my wife was working on her doctorate, and she had gotten up early one morning to go do some research on the computer.
And the computer room was just like maybe five paces from the bedroom.
Well, so as not to disturb me, she closed the bedroom door.
And I could hear her piping away on the computer.
And it was, you know, and I'd, you know, sleeping in.
And all of a sudden, you heard bam, bam, bam, three loud knocks on the bedroom door.
I thought, well, that's odd.
She must have locked herself out.
I get out of bed.
I reach for the door and open it.
And my wife is reaching to open it from her side.
And she said, why are you knocking on the door?
And I mean, it was just, you know, you talk about, gee, why don't you move out of this place?
Yeah, you know, when you move in and you see sage, that's the big tip-off right there.
unidentified
It really should have been.
And I just want to tell you one cat story.
I know you're a cat fancier.
We had a cat, little cat scraps, that we had for 13 years.
And we were moving to Virginia, and she was in really, really poor health, and we decided to have her euthanized before we took her to Virginia, before we moved to Virginia.
Well, my wife and I were, and she had this little cage, like a travel cage she used to love to sleep on in the kitchen.
And my wife and I were in the family room, and all of a sudden we heard this god-awful racket.
If you can imagine somebody just bouncing this cage around the kitchen, I jumped up off the couch.
The cat's on the cage.
The cage is coming off the ground, five or six inches, bouncing straight up and down.
And so when he puts the right code, there's a kind of goes in the alarm on mode.
So if there's someone in the mansion, it of course alarms the Pokepolis or so.
So you put the right coat in and wait for the right thing on the green light or so.
And well, the story goes that he puts the right coat in and what's good instead of well you get the green light like always but you get also child laughing and I know I know you're not you like child especially child ghost but anyway anyway you put the right code in and
you hear a child laughing.
Of course you disable the alarm system to check if there's really a child in.
Well you go in, it's totally dark, well you can't see anything, you can't hear anything either either, so you just well you go out and put your go on again and well you see the green light going in again saying that okay the alarm system is on again and you just wait and you hear the child again laughing.
Well you just what else there what else there is to do?
You just have to put the alarm code on again and check the inside again to see if there is anyone inside.
But there's no one inside.
What can I do?
You just have to go outside again and put the code again and after that, well it didn't appear again, but it was something.
Once it does it again and again and again like that, either you've got a bad alarm system or you've got something that you probably don't want to know about.
All the way from Finland.
Okay, let's make another choice.
Always hard to choose, but we'll go to New Mexico and Candace.
Candace.
unidentified
Well, happy Halloween, Art and Roswells.
Thank you.
I have a ghost story for you.
In the late summer of 2011, a really close friend Holly moved to Louisville, Kentucky.
So on Halloween weekend, another friend, Debbie, and I went to visit her.
And she had lined up a ghost tour.
And this is something that you walk around downtown Louisville, and they bring you here and there.
All very interesting, but I guess in a tour you don't really expect to see a ghost.
unidentified
No.
And to top it off, up until we arrived at the Brennan house, the main event had been the wind chill index.
It was so cold.
And we were hanging behind the rest of the tour group.
There was another lady that had had hip surgery recently, so we were going to hang back with her.
And we arrived at the Brennan House.
This is a historic mansion, and a family had lived in it for a couple of generations, and they were doctors and lawyers, a very talented family.
But beautiful home, everybody crowding around the front, trying to get photographs of the orbs that the guide was telling us we were sure to capture.
And we hung back, let everybody take all their photographs, and as people were starting to trek off to the next place, we stepped in and started taking a few photographs.
And I was the last one to linger.
And I'm standing there taking some shots.
I'm not seeing anything.
And suddenly, I have both feet firmly Planted on the sidewalk.
And by the way, this is a reasonably dark street.
There's nobody on the street.
And Holly and Debbie are walking away.
And, you know, come on, come on.
I'm like, okay.
And suddenly, I am roughly shoved in my left shoulder hard enough to knock me off of my feet forward.
And I'm thinking, okay, somebody shoved me.
I turn around to tell them how rude I think they are.
The address, believe it or not, Dead Serious, was 666 Main Street, Deadwood, South Dakota.
So we think it was a portal for ghosts because of the strange address in Deadwood, South Dakota, 666 Main Street.
But everybody that worked at the radio station knew about a ghost named Doc Smiley.
He was a dentist from the 1880s to the 1920s in Deadwood, and he had a dentist practice at the location of the radio station in the second floor where the radio station was located.
We were located right across from the number 10 saloon where Wild Bill Hickock got shot and killed by Jack McCall, you know, in the 1800s.
There's a lot of history in that town.
A lot of people met untimely deaths in Deadwood, South Dakota, and that's why I think there were a lot of ghosts in that town, too.
And one of them used to hang out at the radio station and do crazy things when, especially overnights.
One night, do you remember the old AP teletype machines that used to come over?
Of course.
One night we were there and the dentist office was converted into a newsroom.
And through a double pane glass, we looked through the glass and we saw a man standing there in Old West garb.
And We thought that was pretty strange.
We walked around the corner and nobody was there.
So he was gone.
And then another time when we were working there, for whatever reason, whenever we played Led Zeppelin's whole lot of love, things used to kind of kick up at that radio station.
Crazy things would happen.
We would have clocks on the wall would turn upside down.
The old carts that we used to play that had the commercials on, you would find them stacked weird or turned upside down.
Well, actually, we used to, you know, once, for example, if you played a cart and you didn't allow it to re-queue, you would automatically turn it upside down to remind yourself to queue it.
unidentified
You're right.
Yeah, that's true.
So you remember how we used to stack those?
Well, they would be all changed around if you walked out of the room and came back.
So it was just crazy things like that used to happen when you worked overnights at that radio station.
Through the corner of your eye, you'd see dark figures walking down the hall.
Doorways would creak and slam by themselves.
And one night, I was working late during a blizzard.
And about 3.30 in the morning, I heard a really loud demonic roar come from down the hallway.
So I thought it was one of my friends playing a trick on me.
So I went running down the hall to see if I could catch him.
Went down the stairs.
And it was a snowstorm.
I looked out the door, and there were no tracks or anything.
So I knew that nobody else was at the station other than me.
So it kind of freaked me out the rest of the night.
Well, we've only got 25 minutes left here in Texas.
That's enough.
Well, my story is about my twin brother, my identical twin brother with whom I was extremely close.
Back in 2003, December of 2003, he took his life.
And obviously it was crushing beyond words for me.
And in the weeks and months following his passing, we were close.
Even for twins, we were extraordinarily close.
And so from the very beginning, I sort of always felt that I would receive some communication from him.
I didn't really have doubt.
I had doubt as to how it would happen.
And if it happened in a place that would make other people think I might be insane or something like that.
But I really thought it would happen eventually.
But as the months went on, and this is now three or four months into after his passing, I had not yet received any communication from him.
And I was very, I just wanted to know he still existed.
I didn't, at that point, I was still in shock.
I was pretty fearless.
I thought, you know, even if the Catholics are right and they go to the bad place, if they do something like that, well, then I can figure out a way to get him out of there somehow.
I really just wanted to know he still existed.
And so I got home one day from work, and this is, again, probably four or five months at the most after he passed.
I was working a very manually intensive job.
So I would come home sweaty and grimy.
And of course, in Austin, Texas, it's, you know, by April, it's already in the 90s at least.
And so would come home, immediately take a shower, get the grime off.
And I was in the shower, and all of a sudden, a song came into my head.
And I didn't attach any significance to it at the time.
It was a song from Paul's favorite band of all time called the Smiths.
And so I exercised my God-given right as a person living by myself to sing in the shower, which I immediately started to do.
And within one or two seconds of my starting to sing this song, which I did not think of, the song came to me and sort of asked to be sung in an odd way.
You know, I think I started singing it.
Well, within, you know, before I got probably the first full line of the song out, I instantly knew my brother was fortunately not in the shower with me.
He was right outside the shower curtain.
I knew exactly the elevation of where he was.
I knew how far away from the shower curtain he was.
Everything about him was there.
And the feeling was so strong, I had absolutely no need to look beyond the shower curtain to see if there was any wispy smoke or, you know, if there would be wind in my hair.
Well, okay, I understand that's very comforting for you, and I don't know how to interpret that.
And whether I do interpret that as a ghost, I might interpret that as your own mind doing something that provided the comfort that you had been wanting.
And I don't mean to diminish your story in any way, but as told, that's kind of how I would interpret it.
Oh, I'm a truck driver, and I'm currently in North Carolina.
Okay.
So my husband was in the Navy, and we were stationed in Guam, and he was out at sea, and my little girl was about two years old at the time.
And we were sitting in the living room having McDonald's for lunch, and she looks over at the staircase, which is off to her left, and I'm off to her right, sitting on the couch.
And she's looking at the staircase, and she turns around and she looks at me, and she says, Mom, can I give that man a lunch fry?
And I said, yeah, okay, sure.
And she turns back around and looks toward the staircase again, and then she looks back at me and says, where'd he go, Mom?
Well, yeah, you know, this story thread is a little bit difficult to just get down in one sentence.
It's got to be a few things.
It kind of equates around some of the history of the property that I was on.
And this goes back to an area called Clarksburg, not Pennsylvania or anywhere back east.
It's actually in California.
It's about 14 miles from the Capitol Steps.
UC Davis in the 1980s, 1890s, I should say, uptight here about that, but formed this conglomeration about reclamation of properties that were taken over by the floodplains of the Delta.
So they came in and they went with this whole invention about pumping out the water and spilling out the lands.
Well, these were sacred lands to the Indians of that place.
So anyway, what they did was they were able to get the pumping stations in and get this one area reclaimed, which pretty much reclaimed the whole Delta region of the Sacramento area and then down in San Joaquin.
But this guy named John McClun, the person that did the landscaping there in Golden Gate Park, came in and did all of the landscaping on this property.
And they made this property, the signature soap piece of this land.
So it kind of goes on from there where there was something spiritual about this land to the Native Americans that were occupying it and living in that area.
This is something that they claimed as their own.
And this is where they buried a lot of their dead.
It was high ground, but it was also something near to water.
And then, you know, you have all the effluent of all the levees and dikes and things that were naturally created there.
So they felt that.
So it kind of comes down to where there's a lot of key players in this.
I guess what we need to do is cut this short because we do, we do, yes.
I know, I'm going there with you.
There are a lot of people there that are involved in this, but one of the people that came into the hands of this property was a guy named Gus Sands, and this is all public record, and I can talk about it.
Well, anyway, there was a lot of figurative things that happened in this event.
And what we were doing is we were trying to bring this property back up to market, and we were working on it.
And so as we were working with it, we had a lot of characters involved in it, which are all the threads, and maybe someday I'll write a book.
Who knows?
But not putting nice listeners, okay?
So, what we were doing is, in the summers in Sacramento, they get very hot sometimes.
And so we would do a Siesta thing, you know, lay down about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, you know, and get yourself a little cooled off.
Now, I happened to have a water bed at the time.
I used to take the sheets off, just lay on my cool bed, you know how that is.
Well, I had this event where I kept having these kind of weird dreams about electricity, and I'm an electrician, so I didn't figure it was more than just my imagination.
But in some of these dreams, I was being lifted up from a light socket up in the ceiling, and then I'd come away with physical marks.
We're going to actually have to get to the heart of the story, the end of the story, actually.
unidentified
All right, we're going to go right to it then, I guess, as you want.
Right to the meat.
So it happened that I was with this one particular gal, and she was a runway model and was a handler of facilitators, and she was very spiritual, and she did a lot of healing things.
And we had all that energy going.
There was a lot of energy connected to this property to begin with, which I didn't get a chance to tell you about all that.
But as it turns out, like I said, I had these recurring dreams.
One night, you know, we were resting, and then I fell asleep.
And then in my dream, I was going in and out of the, from the bedroom to the kitchen.
The kitchen was just brightly lit, really beautifully, kind of like green, and then a checkerboard foundation on the bottom.
And the lights were dimming up and down.
And the gallows was following behind me in my dream, but it was all well lit.
It was all just like you would see it in your waking state.
Okay, so, you know, and then I kind of looked behind me.
I told her, I said, wake me up.
The spooks are here.
Because I used to refer to these guys as spooks.
They used to haunt the property.
So somehow I was like back in bed, and she was holding me down on the bed because she said I kept coming off the bed, levitating.
And those were her words, levitating.
Like I said, going towards the fixture in the ceiling above my bed.
There was a story kind of like this that was actually in the mainstream press not long ago about a cat that would go and curl up next to somebody.
I think it was in a nursing home.
And every time this cat went to somebody, they would within, as you point out, 24 hours or so, die.
unidentified
Right, right.
Right.
Well, you know, I didn't read about that, but that's the kind of thing that was going on there.
But they had their own theory about it.
And then one time they told a story, the staff there, about an apparently well patient that said, who was that really nice lady that wanted an orphan tea?
And this was a lady that was doing well and wasn't.
It would be interesting, wouldn't it, to hear from other physicians that I know have heard many and have seen many, many things that should not be possible and yet are.
Still, as a doctor, as a scientist, actually, and you can refer to a doctor, I think, as a scientist of sorts, right?
Very well schooled.
It's almost ingrained in them to, well, you know, chuckle at this sort of thing.
And yet they meet up with it.
And as they do again and again and again, I wonder how it affects them.
All very, very interesting.
All right.
Let me look at the times.
Obviously, Marty in California has been waiting a long time.
Hi, Marty.
unidentified
Hi, Art.
How are you?
Fine.
I just wanted to tell you about something that happened to our family.
I adopted my three little grandchildren, and the 10-year-old granddaughter of mine, she went over to a friend's house to spend the night, and she'd been over there a couple of times before, and it had taken her a while to go back, and I just thought maybe it was just her and the little girl maybe, you know, had gotten into words or something.
Kids do that.
Anyway, she went over, and she called me the next morning, and this is a child that doesn't get excited over anything.
She was, Grandma, you have to come and get me right now.
And I said, what's wrong with you?
And she said, you just have to come and get me.
Right now, Grandma, you can't, just stop doing anything you're doing, and you come and get me.
So I got in the car and I went over there.
I knew it wasn't just a child thing.
So I picked her up and she ran and got in the car.
And I left, and I come home, and I told her, I said, what's, sissy, what happened to you?
And she said, nothing, Grandma.
And I said, did someone hurt you or did someone scream at you?
Did someone touch you?
No, Grandma, I'm okay.
Just, I'm okay.
And so I just let her go because I thought maybe it was just nothing.
And that evening, it was about time to go to bed.
She came in and she said, Grandma, I need to talk to you alone.
So we went in my bedroom and she just broke down and started crying hard and shaking.
And I said, what is wrong with you?
And she said, Grandma, there's two black figures in that house over there.
And she said, they're real bad.
And I said, what are you talking about?
She said, last night when I was asleep, she said, something was breathing in my ear.
And then she said, well, and it started pulling me across the carpet and had me by my ankle.
And she said, I went to the shower the next morning and she said that something was on the other side of the shower curtain.
And she got so scared that she ran out without even drying off.
And she said, Grandma, it's playing with that lady's babies.
She has a little baby.
So I had to make her a bed next to my bed because she just was hysterical.
She was so scared and traumatized.
And so the next morning I called my friend and I said, you need to come over here because we need to talk.
And she come over and I told my granddaughter, I said, tell her what you told me.
And she just broke down crying again.
She said, there's two black things over there and they're playing with your baby.
And my girlfriend, she completely fell apart.
So I told her she needed to ride home and I said, well, I'll give you a ride.
And my granddaughter said, well, I don't want to go.
I said, come on, Cecile.
I'm not going to leave you alone, home alone.
So you go.
We're not going to get out.
So I drove up in the driveway, and it's kind of an upgraded driveway, upgraded uphill little.
I pulled up there, and the lady got her baby, and she got out.
And, you know, this lady's hysterical.
She doesn't know what to do.
And she's scared, too.
And I told her, whatever you do, don't keep the baby from them.
It might make whatever it is mad.
You know, and then it could really, if it's playing with the baby and not bothering it.
Anyway, she got out and all of a sudden my 10-year-old granddaughter started kicking the back of the passenger seat.
She was screaming like somebody was stabbing her.
She said, go, grandma, go.
He's coming out the bathroom window.
It was a two-story.
And I said, oh, my God.
And she said, she just was screaming hysterically.
Best thing to do is take a deep breath and just relax.
unidentified
Yeah, we're not all used to being on the radio like you are.
I have a ghost story that happened to me.
It was back in June of 1985.
A friend of mine that I grew up with had the same birthday, and I hadn't seen him for a few years.
And we always tried to get together on a birthday because we had the exact same birthday.
And at that time, he ended up in a little town.
It was called Lake Elsinore.
And I drove out there.
We got together and we went to, I asked him if there were any old abandoned houses or anything like that to visit because that's what we did a lot of when we were growing up.
And he told me there was this great one nearby and we went by it.
It was always fun to explore when we were kids, you know.
So just kind of doing a little catching up and all of that.
But when I saw this place, I was just extremely intimidated.
It was just massive, you know.
And he's like, we're going to go in there tonight after dinner.
And I was like, you've got to be kidding me.
You know, it's just huge.
So we went and ate and driving towards the place we ran into a friend of his walking down the street, told him about it, went to his place, got a crappy...
So we went through this place, and it was extremely, extremely huge.
It just took hours and hours to go through every bit of this place, room after room, on and on and on.
Went through there, went out the back, and trying to explain this because we went up an outside staircase, and we're sitting next to a room up there, just at the top of the stairs.
And suddenly, I heard footsteps down below.
And I was extremely, you know, we were all very nervous.
It's like, oh my gosh, you know, who's in there?
And no one said a word, and we're just sitting there.
And the footsteps got closer and closer and closer and closer until they were upstairs on the level we were at.
And these footsteps came right up.
I had my back to a door that was just pitch black in this room.
And I mean, whoever, whatever it was, was walking just right up within arm's length of me.
And it was just, you know, had no idea who was there.
And we just jumped up and we bolted out of this place as fast as we possibly could.
You know, it was just really, I mean, I was just really shook up about that.
Like, you know, who the heck was that?
Well, I went back the next day, drove out to the visit.
Yeah, and the thing that just, you know, really got me was that seeing in the daylight these footsteps that I heard, and they were as plain as can be, they were in the room below us and they came upstairs.
And to make it quick, whatever was making those footsteps, and they were as clear as my voice is, this person or whatever it was, went through the ceiling and went through walls, came, you know, there was no way to go from the lower level where the footsteps started except to come outside into this back courtyard and come up the flight of stairs at the top of which we were sitting at.
Well, I would say you definitely had an encounter with, you know, I'm not going to say disembodied spirit because it sounds like that spirit had a body.
Let's go to Arizona and Barbara.
Hello, Barbara.
unidentified
Hi, Art.
I'm just very thankful for your call.
Very, very lucky for me to talk to you.
Anyway, this happened several years ago.
I was in my house here in Phoenix, Arizona, and my husband and I were, it was close to Halloween, and we were watching TV, and it was actually close to midnight.
I think it might have been October 5th or something, but I'm not sure.
But we were watching a show called Most Haunted.
It was an English show with a girl named Mivet, and they were supposedly doing a live show in London, ghost hunting.
And they were having like a seance.
They were supposed to be getting in touch with Jack the Ripper at one point, and then they were doing a Ouija board.
And we had all the lights in the house out.
We thought it was kind of amusing, and we were kind of enjoying it.
So while we were watching the show, I had to go to the bathroom.
So my husband was in bed, which is actually an important point.
I got up and I went down the hall, which is like you go a short hall and then you make a right.
So I was like two halls away.
And I shut the door and I heard from the back of the hall that I was next to, in the back of that hall as a guest bedroom, I heard footsteps coming down the hall from that room.
And they were very slow, heavy, plodding steps.
And the whole house was dark.
I didn't bother to turn on any lights.
And I thought, you know, why is Robert getting up?
And I thought, well, is he going to go feed the cat?
Because it was going towards the kitchen.
But in my heart, I knew that that was not my husband.
I just was aware that subconsciously that those were not his walking.
The steps got closer to me.
They were very slow.
They sounded just like Frankenstein.
Seriously.
And then they went into the kitchen and stopped.
And I thought, if I open this door and it's all black out there, like I'm just going to die.
You were watching, you said a seance on television.
You were watching somebody manipulate a Ouija board on TV.
And this is just a wag, but listen.
These things invite things to you.
And it may well be that even on television, it does not matter if you're watching this kind of material, or I might add listening to a program like the one you're listening to right now, that discussion of these things invites things to you that you might not want.
Just a word of warning.
unidentified
But even through the TV, Ouija boards, sexes, no, no, no, no.
And I want to give a shout out to the Bell Gab people who I'm very loosely affiliated with them, thank God.
My story is about a friend of mine from the 80s, back when I lived in Illinois.
And we'd more or less lost touch with one another as people do when they get older.
And I moved to this really painfully small town called Allerton, which was literally out in the middle of nowhere.
And it's a fairly short story.
I was laying in bed, sleeping, minding my own business, and out of dead sleep, and I don't like to get up in the mornings, so this had to be something for me.
Somebody's tugging on my foot.
And I thought, oh, what's this?
And it was my friend David saying goodbye.
And when this happened, I just kind of wrote it off as pizza from the night before.
But I was curious.
So I got up and got ready to go to work, turned on the radio, and there's the news story that my friend David had died in a car accident about three miles south of where I was.
I don't know how to tell you, but, you know, if it had happened to me, I guess first there would be a horrible shock.
And then I don't know, I guess you'd be at peace with it because you realize your friend did say goodbye to you.
But that's rough stuff.
That really is rough stuff.
I wonder how many get the opportunity to say goodbye to anybody.
Fascinating.
Absolutely fascinating.
To North Carolina and Ron.
Hi, Ron.
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Hello, Art.
Roswell, to you.
And I wanted to just give you a brief start on what happened to me.
I have a best friend, and we've known each other for 30 years, and we fish a lot, and it's night fishing.
And of course, we were school teachers, so that meant not much day fishing.
So we do a lot of night fishing, especially in the summertime.
And that's how I got started listening to you each night.
And I probably had the first CC Radio Plus, and I also have the burst accorder, and all of this because I would have to get up early in the morning to go teach school.
And so I would have your program to record every night.
Well, and so Wallace, who is my best friend, and I would go out fishing night on the weekends.
And we were having to go through at that time, I think WBT in Charlotte was one of your stations back then.
And we would just get out there, and of course, we would hear most of it, and the boat would turn some way, and then a way that we would lose a little bit of the signal.
And so it was just because it was coming in, Charlotte was coming in on Skip, and you know how Skip goes in and out.
Well, so we were fishing and we and it was late at night, and I was listening to you, and he was listening to you as we fished.
And you had just gotten through the section where you would give the world news and talk about, talk, you know, maybe the first 15 minutes on the world news.
And I didn't know what your next topic was going to be because we'd catch a fish, and that would go over top of your topic and so on.
So we moved up this lake, and we moved up to a point where there was a creek running in, and it was running into the main body of water, and we were almost to the headwaters of the lake.
And as we sat on this point, and normally that's a great place to catch fish because you've got the creek coming in with fresher water, cooler water, and running into the main body of the water.
Well, I was just looking around and listening to you and looking around and fishing and looked up toward the headwaters and I saw this what I would describe as a night light, a street light, and it was sort of pinkish.
And I thought, well, who would be, this lake is so remote, Art, that there are no houses on the lake.
There's nothing there.
There's one boat launch, and you have to drive a five-mile dirt road to get to it.
Well, this light moved, and the next time I looked at it, it was bigger.
And then the next time I looked at it, it was bigger, and it started coming through the trees.
And the weirdest thing, as it would come through the trees, if you were to take a flashlight and walk through the trees with a flashlight, every time you went behind a tree, you wouldn't see the light.
But yet this was coming through the trees, this whole forest of trees, and you could continuously see the light.
It was a ball that started out no bigger than if you were looking three-quarters of a mile away at a streetlight.
And it got to be, as it approached us, as large as a good-sized pumpkin.
And by this time, we were getting scared, I'll be honest with you.
And so we turned off all our lights on the boat so as not to attract anything.
And all of a sudden this thing came and it came right out to the point.
And the point was clear on the end.
There were no trees where the point ran to the water.
Happy Halloween and many happy Roswells from my wife, Jessica, and her mother, Nadine, who have been fans of yours for decades.
That's a way to get those plugs in.
I met my one and only ghost in 1978 in a lighthouse in Long Island Sound.
I was in the Navy.
I was 20 years old.
I was in submarine school in Groton, Connecticut.
And through reasons that I don't remember, I came to make a friend who was in the Coast Guard and was one of the lighthouse keepers of the New London Ledge Lighthouse, which is in Long Island Sound, between the north shore of Long Island and the Connecticut coastline.
And my friend Jerry then says, well, yeah, there's a ghost out here.
And he tells us the story of the ghost of the lighthouse.
And apparently it dates back to the 1930s when civilians were lighthouse keepers.
And the way the story went, according to Jerry, was that a husband and wife had been taking care of the lighthouse and she had been fooling around on him.
And he found out about it.
And when he found out about it, he threw himself off the top of the lighthouse and killed himself.
So, okay, we thought, all right, that's pretty interesting.
And we went back downstairs to watch TV.
There was a TV room.
So it's a short time later, and all four of us are again watching TV.
And we again hear this, you know, loud thumping, you know, noise from upstairs.
Well, this time we ran upstairs.
We wanted to see what the heck was going on.
And we get to the exercise room.
And this was the strangest thing.
All of the free weights that had been scattered around the floor were stacked up in the middle of the room with the biggest ones on the bottom and then going all the way up to the smallest ones on the top.
And they were stacked up there in the neatest stack you could imagine for free weight.
And so from the time you heard the noise, you ran up.
It could not possibly have happened that quickly.
unidentified
Well, no, and plus, all four of us were together, so it's not like somebody was trying to pull a fast one.
And yeah, and then, you know, we were all kind of freaked out at the time.
I was, like I said, I was like 20 at the time.
And then the next day, my friend Jerry took us down to the basement of the lighthouse, and he dragged out all these old logs, all the log books from the lighthouse, from when the Coast Guard kept it and from when civilians kept it.
And if you go through page after page, and over the years, there were many, many entries of people writing down entries where ghostly things had happened.
And some of them were just like standard ghostly stuff, like, you know, doors slamming and creaking noises and stuff.
But the really cool ones were like entire floors would be painted or brass would be polished or stuff like that.
And it was almost like this guy, this dead lighthouse keeper who threw himself off the top of the lighthouse was haunting it and was trying to keep the place up to, you know, kind of like, you know, keep up his old duties.
Because it's kind of hard to understand what you're saying.
unidentified
Sorry, I don't speak your phone.
So the family lives in Hawaii and they have their place in the summer in Watson, Washington.
And they decided to move here full-time, decided to sell this little cabin, buy a bigger place, and they decided to sell it back to the family they bought it from.
And when they offered it back to the original family, the father said, I'm too old to look after it.
I'll offer it to my kid.
So he called up his son, and his son was like, no, I don't want the cabin.
It's haunted.
And the father's like, what do you mean?
He goes, oh, there used to be an old man in coveralls pointing at the light switch.
So the old man was like, okay, don't worry.
I won't go to you.
I'll tell no offense.
So he calls back my friend's dad and he goes, sorry, we don't want it.
And long story short, my son says the place is haunted.
My friend's dad goes, oh, that's funny.
My son says the place is haunted too.
And he goes, what's wrong?
He goes, well, he says that as an old man pointing at a light switch, he goes, oh, okay, well, I'll ask my son what he says.
Sure enough, my friend's little brother says he sees the exact same thing.
This is 10 years apart that they're seeing the same ghost.
And it's actually one of the oldest towns in North America.
It's actually the location of the most battled spot in North America and all kinds of things like that.
Check it out on Wikipedia if you have a minute and you'll see what I mean.
Anyway, I'll get to the point.
So basically, when I was a little kid, probably an eight or so, I got this feeling, you know, kind of two in the morning, woke up in the middle of the night, and I saw this, well, I guess to say it, politically correctly, an African-American gentleman standing over my bed.
I live, like I said, the house is a very old house.
We're the last house on a very old dirt road community of probably 50 people.
So, yeah, anyway, like I said, I saw this apparition, ran into my parents' room, they kind of just dismissed it as a bad dream and sent me back to bed.
And anyway, years later, I had kind of asked around about it, of course, told this story over the years and knew some older people in the community.
And anyway, I got to talking to them, and they told me a story about how the people who built my house were actually African American, and they moved here to Canada after the expulsion of the Acadians, if you know your history.
Anyway, so basically, we're the last house on this road, like I said, far away from the actual community of Annapolis Royal.
So they gave all the black settlers the furthest land from town, of course, you know, like because it was black.
Basically, you know, it was just what.
Yeah, exactly.
So basically, how the story went that I heard was that just because of the fact that they were black and they were doing all right for themselves, some of the white settlers came and hung them, basically.
You know, and the house was abandoned for years and people fixed it up over time.
My parents are actually expats.
They came up here in the late 70s and rebuilt this house.
And it's a work in progress kind of thing, but hobby farm kind of idea.
Anyway, yeah, like I said, we've gotten more verification over the years.
We got some information from the D office that verified their name.
As many of you may know, because you've been helping us with it, Sirius XM, which is really a great satellite company, mainly delivering, of course, to vehicles, you know, cars and trucks and so forth, has been having quite a bit of trouble with their streaming partners.
In fact, to the degree that it makes listening difficult.
Many thousands of my listeners came on board when we began, you know, but they have fallen off because of that reason, a very difficult reason, the 1001 error and many others.
It's kind of a systemic problem.
We do have a monstrous vehicle audience, of course.
However, for a caller-driven show like this one, speaking only to people on cell phones in moving vehicles is somewhat difficult.
The show also is being pirated.
Oh, you Have no idea.
We are all over the net right now.
From YouTube, you'll see my show the next day to a server in England, for example, that's streaming the show live.
All of this going on, all this pirating.
And because of all this, I have asked SiriusXM to alter their normal method of doing business and allow free streaming for everybody.
Can I say that again?
Free streaming for everybody from ArtBell.com.
The live show only, of course.
All value-added stuff, you know, like on-demand, old shows, and so forth, would remain with SiriusXM.
Now, they say they may have an answer for this by Monday.
That's the announcement that I wanted to make, and that's the current situation.
And for those that have helped with the streaming problem, I want to thank you because, you know, we've asked for people to identify the streaming error and then what kind of system you have, what kind of computer and all the rest of it.
So we've pretty well nailed down the fact that it is a continuing problem.
And this would be a wonderful solution.
Let me repeat that what we're hoping for is free streaming for everybody.
It's pretty out there hope.
But in fact, we may do it.
So there you have it.
I guess I better get to my young lady here.
This is Crystal, of course, and she's the one who always leads us out.
So lead us out, she will.
Again, thank you all very much.
Thank you for spooky matter.
All the spooky stories, even the one never came to the point.