My husband and I live in my grandmother's house, which was built sometime around the turn of the century, although when I reasearched in the clerk's office I found improvements on the land go back to 1865. I have lived there all my life as she babysat me before I started school, and as she aged and got infirm I took care of her.

Before my first husband and I divorced, but after my grandmother's death, he would tell me that he didn't think I'd stay in the house for a minute if I ever heard the noises in it that he heard. Grandmother had Alzheimer's and would repeatedly take things out of her dresser and put them in a brown paper bag because "Papa was going to pick her up with the buggy and take her home." While she lived she would open and shut drawers at all hours of the night. I assume that's what he heard.

My second husband moved in and because he loves the old house as much as I do, he helped me remodel it a room at the time. One day as he was working in one of the upstairs bedrooms he placed a measuring tape on the shelf of a 6' ladder. When he turned around to retrieve it, it was no longer there. He found it placed on the floor a distance away. It did not fall! He also heard someone come slowly up the stairs and walk on the landing as if they walked with a cane. Grandmother was arthritic and walked with a walker.

I had a cousin who was elderly, and we had invited her many times to come and see the 'new' house. She insisted she wasn't well enough, so she never did while she lived.... On the day I went to plan her funeral my husband was in the walk-in closet selecting the suit he wanted to wear to the service. He heard the door to the adjoining room close. The lock did not catch. A few seconds later he heard the front door open and close, and then the room door swung back open. The adjoining room had been her bedroom, and the front door was locked with a deadbolt. I guess she stopped by to see the 'new' rooms on her way to wherever she was going.