Another Pfister ghost story

[tower912]

https://www.msn.com/en-us/sports/mlb/cardinals-carlos-martinez-claims-there-was-a-ghost-in-his-hotel-room/ar-AAz1mn1

He is not the first to claim he encountered a ghost there.   
http://www.espn.com/mlb/story/_/id/9315544/justin-upton-more-mlb-players-spooked-milwaukee-haunted-hotel-espn-magazine

[TAMU, Knower of Ball]

So was the ghost also behind home plate when Martinez did this?

https://www.mlb.com/brewers/video/shaw-scores-on-odd-wild-pitch/c-2180133283

[NorthernDancerColt]

https://www.msn.com/en-us/sports/mlb/cardinals-carlos-martinez-claims-there-was-a-ghost-in-his-hotel-room/ar-AAz1mn1

He is not the first to claim he encountered a ghost there.   
http://www.espn.com/mlb/story/_/id/9315544/justin-upton-more-mlb-players-spooked-milwaukee-haunted-hotel-espn-magazine

For the creepiness factor, The Pfister has nothing on the Sonesta in Portland, Maine.  Back in the late 1990s, my Mom and I were on an autumn foliage trip out East, and decided to check out historic Portland. The Sonesta was recommended by a family friend for its antique charm. I was already creeped out when the clerk handed us an old-school room key with a greenish brown patina that would make Lady Liberty smile. There were two elevators, each actually with its own human elevator operator. A nice young man inside asked us what floor, and then doubled as a bellman and helped get our bags in the room. Inside the room, the lights immediately flickered off and on two times, and the sofa near the window looked like it was built in the early 1700s.  When we went out to eat that night, we waited for the elevator...and this time an old lady with a spooky shrill voice greeted us in the elevator..."Giid eeevening folks." I literally got the shivers. She was probably a wonderful old lady..but neither Mom nor I wanted to engage her in small talk to find out. After a nice seafood dinner, we returned to the hotel, and after another operator-escorted elevator ride, we got to our floor....where two young kids were playing outside their room with matchbox cars. The hallways were long and eerily resembling the Broadmoor in The Shining, and I could not get that movie out of my mind for the rest of the night...I think I slept 2 hours max.

[theBabyDavid]

The Norwich Inn was built in 1797 and overlooks the Dartmouth campus. theBabyDavid's mother had a class reunion so we stayed there. The Inn is reputed to be haunted with sightings of an elderly woman in formal wear wandering the halls and hanging out in the dining room at night.

There are reports of toilets flushing and taps turning on in the middle of the night.

While we didn't encounter 'the woman' friends of theBabyDavid's mother all asked if we saw her.

The Inn was used as the model for the Inn in Bob Newhart's TV series which included haunted encounters.

[mu03eng]

I think I told this story on this site before, but the man Pfister ghost is supposedly the woman in white. The back story is that a beautiful young woman was engaged to be married but when she got a physical(as was the custom in the 60s) it was determined she was a hermaphrodite. Fiance dumped her, wealthy family abandoned her, and she went insane, as a result she was commited to a mental hospital at County General (which is now Froedert). My mother was in nursing school there and was doing her psych rotation at the time. The woman was thought to be getting better so they let her out on a weekend pass. She proceeded to get the honeymoon suite at the Pfister that was going to her wedding night destination and then she jumped out the window to her death in her wedding dress.

Another ghost story, my grandparents owned for a while a very old house in eastern Pennsylvania that use to be on main line northeast from Philly (Malvern, PA) that predated the revolution. It was rumored to be haunted by Mad Anthony Wayne. We definitely thought we heard spurred boot steps in the back staircase from time to time, rooms would be slightly rearranged, and doors that shouldn't have been opened were open.

[Skitch]

For the creepiness factor, The Pfister has nothing on the Sonesta in Portland, Maine.  Back in the late 1990s, my Mom and I were on an autumn foliage trip out East, and decided to check out historic Portland. The Sonesta was recommended by a family friend for its antique charm. I was already creeped out when the clerk handed us an old-school room key with a greenish brown patina that would make Lady Liberty smile. There were two elevators, each actually with its own human elevator operator. A nice young man inside asked us what floor, and then doubled as a bellman and helped get our bags in the room. Inside the room, the lights immediately flickered off and on two times, and the sofa near the window looked like it was built in the early 1700s.  When we went out to eat that night, we waited for the elevator...and this time an old lady with a spooky shrill voice greeted us in the elevator..."Giid eeevening folks." I literally got the shivers. She was probably a wonderful old lady..but neither Mom nor I wanted to engage her in small talk to find out. After a nice seafood dinner, we returned to the hotel, and after another operator-escorted elevator ride, we got to our floor....where two young kids were playing outside their room with matchbox cars. The hallways were long and eerily resembling the Broadmoor in The Shining, and I could not get that movie out of my mind for the rest of the night...I think I slept 2 hours max.

I assumed this story was going to end with you finding out that the hotel stopped having elevator attendants 50 years ago.

[NorthernDancerColt]

I assumed this story was going to end with you finding out that the hotel stopped having elevator attendants 50 years ago.

More like 100 plus years ago, lol.

Got the shivers when the bartender went to his antique cash register and shuffled through some Silver certificates for change before he looked down at my $10 Federal Reserve note and said, "Your money's no good here, Sir".

[Skitch]

Tell 'em Large Marge sent ya