Haunted Hospitals

[7th Mississippi Infantry]

No woman has a clue what really happens but they think they do!!!! They don't have a clue.
Regards
David

They're smarter than we'll ever be !

 

[Gary Morgan]

No woman has a clue what really happens but they think they do!!!! They don't have a clue.
Regards
David

I hate to admit this, but I spent a few nights in guys' dorm rooms back in the day. I have a pretty good memory of what went on in there....

 

[7th Mississippi Infantry]

All dorm rooms, male or female ... Fraternity or Sorority ... off campus apartments and everywhere else
... have their own "Animal House" history of goofy drunken sophomoric shenanigans.

But books sliding across a desk on a Tuesday night during exam week is a different dynamic.

After I witnessed that ... to this day , I still refuse to watch "The Exorcist" again.
While I never felt any satanic vibes, that was weird enough on it's own.

 

[7th Mississippi Infantry]

Without getting too personal about the guy, all of this happened in the dorm section of my college frat house.
There remains a debate about his exact cause of his death, but all agree that he passed away in the dorm section shower.

And yes, the shower would occasionally turn on "by itself" during the very early hours when we were asleep.

I've said too much.

But again, haunted ? ... I don't know.
Unexplained ? ... yes.

 

[Scott K]

I'd like to relate something that shook me to my core. About 25 years ago, as a reenactor, I participated in a living history event at Allatoona Pass. Very late one afternoon the owners of the Clayton House, which is at the base of the hill where the redoubts were located (where we were bivouacked) and used as a hospital after the battle, invited us down to give us a tour. Besides showing us bullet holes throughout the house along with the relics they found around the home, they took us to a room that had their childrens bunkbeds on opposite walls. All looked normal and modern until the Mrs pulled back the carpet between the beds to reveal bloodstains. We grizzled guys about filled our breeches! How could kids get a good nights rest in that room?

Anyway, as we were parting ways and out on the porch, the couple asked that we be careful in our return to our hilltop bivouac saying that their porch light was the only light we were going to see and mentioning to us that there were still many unaccounted for missing battle casualties. Do you think we hard-core authentic had anything besides a few matches?

Our little group, holding on to each others coat tails, took forever to get back up the slope to our hillside camp - often stopping to make sure nothing else was moving out there. It was ink black. Blind black. Finding camp we quickly rolled into our blankets. The small fire we used to navigate our little spot quickly died out. An hour later I sat up to adjust my bedding.

My surroundings were as black as before and now as silent as anything I've ever experienced. Looking past my feet, down the gradual slope, I saw something that caused me to think my eyes were playing tricks. It was glowing form. I closed my eyes and thought 'what the hell!?". Opening my eyes, and allowing them to adjust, it took a little while but for the life of me I spotted it again. And then another! This was not my imagination friends. Both were a distance away downhill and slowly moving. Their glow caused things to be silhouetted. Brush & trees? All of this probably occurred within a couple of minutes. It was far more awesome than it was frightening. Selfishly, I didn't want to wake anyone. But I did. I slowly woke my buddy Dave laying beside me and prepared him the best I could – meaning physically turning his head to parallel the direction I was looking. He didn't see anything at first. Coaxing him to look longer, it took only about twenty seconds until he grabbed my arm and gasped "Oh my God!" We watched the two forms slowly moving in the foliage for a minute or so. One now distinctly crawling. Having a witness was comforting at first, but his portions of awesome versus frightening were opposite mine. Admittedly, as a result of his reactions, my fright sort of grew to overtake the whole awesomeness of the event. We had to alert the others!

Thoroughly shaken now and about to get up to go quietly wake everyone, I blindly swatted at the box of matches my friend was rattling in front of me. I didn't want to draw attention to our location. Slowly standing I moved a few feet down hill, trying to keep my eyes on our visitors. "They're gone. S__t, I can't believe it!" The others would never, ever, believe this. Dave said "Shush, they're still there". Wondering who's losing their mind, I bent over to gain his perspective. The glowing forms were at my feet! They were glow worms. What we thought were trees were blades of grass!

Thank goodness for witnesses

 

[farmerjohn]

I'm reading a contemporary book on haunted hospitals and nursing homes.

However, it got me thinking about Civil War hospitals - which I know most were, informally, the homes and barns of the citizenry.

Does anyone know of a building, still standing, that was a real hospital and is STILL a hospital or admin building during the Civil War? I'm also thinking of Gettysburg Seminary. Do we know if they are were or are still haunted?

What about the closed Veteran homes in the North and South when they closed in the 1930s. Are they still around and occupied? Are they haunted?

carnton house at franklin has its wood floors all covered in blood. men were lined up against all its walls inside and outside. was 7 dead genls laid out on the porch i believe . may be wrong on the exact figure. maybe 5 or 6. but many soldiers against every inch of wall.

 

[farmerjohn]

I have been to Shiloh many times and have often left at dark but never saw or experienced any supernatural phenomena. The National Cemetery is a beautiful spot of earth and I have never sensed any danger or strife. In fact the whole Park exudes a sense of peace that I always find comforting despite its bloody past.
Regards
David

yup every time i am there i am struck by how ell its kept up and, the calmness of the place. so serene, peaceful. probably just the way the soldiers would want it to be.

 

[Stone in the wall]

Moulder Hall in Shepherdstown, today it is a Sweet Shop. Don't know about ghosts being there though.

 

[NH Civil War Gal]

Moulder Hall in Shepherdstown, today it is a Sweet Shop. Don't know about ghosts being there though.

We should have gone there @mkyzzzrdet James N. and you, Clark, to see if there were ghosts.

 

[NH Civil War Gal]

Not this past October but two years before, when I was in Harpers Ferry, I was in one of the gift shops and asking for a particular place to eat (no longer there but was in a guide book), and I mentioned to the young lady in the shop that the restaurant was also haunted. She looked straight at me and said, "that isn't anything new - all these places are haunted."