I’ve always loved a good ghost story. I’ve culled together quite a collection of paperbacks that tell stories about New England’s hauntings. Little did I know I could write a book on my own experiences….because little did I know twelve years ago, when we moved into our new old house (c.1767), that we would be co-habitating with a 200+ year-old dead guy (and company).

Yes, it’s true. I wish it wasn’t, but it is what it is. Friends who are sensitive to this sort of thing have felt the undeniable energy that circles from the dining room with the big cooking fireplace through the parlor and back into the hallway and stairwell.

The “presence” in the back hallway and stairwell is where quite a bit of the unexplained occurs.

Back when we first moved in, I could smell apple pie baking in the middle of summer. One night, after turning off the lights and trying to get to sleep, we were startled by the loud sound of someone (an adult someone) falling down the stairs – right outside our bedroom. Our son Conor was fast asleep in the bedroom right across from us. Murph and I were so startled, and such cowards, that we quickly pulled the covers over our heads and pretended that we didn’t hear that!

Since then, there’s been a man’s voice coming from that direction, as well as a glimpse from my peripheral vision of a tall blonde young man with a white high collared shirt walking into the parlor. My knees buckled at that one.

One of my sensitive friends says she sees/feels the presence of two people – one large burly gentleman in a heavy coat, and a younger man. She said that they don’t really understand what I’m doing (they must be referring to my obsessive re-styling of the place) – but that they like it! I’m so glad.

….to be continued.

Happy Halloween!

Love, Nora

  • Hello my dear Nora,

    An old friend of my child hood just sent this post to me and I could not believe it until I saw it!! – I think you mentioned that you bought the house around 12 years ago which probably was from my mum and dad! I grew up in this house before we all moved back to Australia. My Mum and Dad (Sharon and Mark Moore) were the renovators of this house not sure if they were the ones you bought it from but i think it was around 12-14 years ago now. We were all passing around ghost stories about the house a few weeks ago and it is hilarious to find out that you have had the exact same experiences – especially the apple pie my mum and I just died when we saw that you had the exact same smell!!!!! Please feel free to reach out to us.

    Cheers,
    Blair Moore
    Fashion Designer NYC and Creator of STITCH Linens

    • Hi Blair!

      So very good to get your message!! Wow!! I can’t believe you found me!!!

      Yes, we’re the Murphys that bought the house from your folks. Are you the oldest daughter that went to school in Australia? If so, I remember your room…..you were very fashion forward back then!!

      Lots of unexplained things have happened….knocking, voices, even saw a blonde young man in the corner of my eye (that REALLY freaked me out!!)

      But, for some reason, I’m OK with it. We tend to all get along. Would love to hear some of your accounts!

      If you’re ever back in this neck of the woods, I hope you will come and visit! Would love to meet you. Take care, love, Nora

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