a ghost story...

Last month our family drove from Buffalo, NY to Kirtland, OH.  Along the way we stopped in this darling town called Naples (in NY).  This placed looked like something right out of the forties...people selling homemade pies and fresh berries every other corner.  I loved it.  We decided to stop for lunch.  There was this old victorian hotel with porch seating available.  Perfect. 

How some of the family was feeling after "quality" car time together...

Our waitress took our lunch order, and then pointed out this sign...

Apparently, the hotel is haunted.  The waitress told us that at least once a week, one of the guests (six bedroom availability) will come down to complain about strange, unsettling noises.  She also told us that several times, things (spatulas, silverware, ice cubes) have suddenly been hurled through the air without any apparent source of origin (i.e. someone throwing them). And, that she's often been on the  receiving end of these "ghost activities".  The children were intrigued.  She said they were welcome to go upstairs and explore the bedrooms.  Gentry declined.  This was the result...

Say what you may.... but the children swear there was no one in that doorway when Sadie took the picture....Hmmmm.......Happy Halloween.