Ida the Ghost

The bedroom I stayed in with Ida

Melanie put flowers on Ida's grave. 

Cousin Dottie just happen to tell us the stories about Ida the ghost the night before they left for France.  I could have stayed in the house for  the two weeks without knowing....ha.  In the 1800's a family lived in the house who had two sons and a daughter. Ida was four years old.  The boys locked their sister in the " tatter house" in the middle of winter and she caught pneumonia and died.  She is buried across the street in a field all by herself.  Dottie said when they had the closing when buying the house that the owners had to reveal the fact that there was a ghost in it.  Really??  Well, the first night after buying the house Dottie was there alone.  Gary was down in their Florida house.  A few minutes after Dottie went to bed, she felt like someone sat down on the bed.  As she felt around there was no one there of course.   After a few minutes she felt the someone get up and then saw a light go up to the ceiling.  Guess who's bedroom this all happened in!  Yes, the one I was staying in.  I kept saying " I don't believe in ghosts....I don't believe in ghosts!"  Dottie went on to tell us how they had hung a big picture over the fire place and that night the picture had fallen off the wall and was all the way across the room against the stairs.  They hung another picture in the same place and it happened again.  When a picture falls off the wall, there is no way it would land across the room, that far.  I guess Ida didn't want the pictures over the fire place?  Well, all was well until the last few days we were staying there.  For almost two weeks, I had been sewing and knitting in a chair by the fire place.  I had kept my hook, scissors and a big blue plastic needle on the table next to the chair.....for days!  I went down one morning and my needle was gone.  I looked everywhere in the room for it.  The cats couldn't have taken it or the other things would have been knocked off the table too.  That afternoon, I went into the breakfast room around the corner to the living room and there was my blue plastic needle on the window sill on the other side of the table!  I don't believe in ghosts but I sure couldn't figure out how my needle got in the other room.  We also had a couple of the kitchen lights go on and off the whole time we were there.  Ida?   It did make our stay in the 1800's house interesting for sure!