Ghosts anyone? Seems Grace the Spirit of Memorial Hall has become a legend. Wonder if I will hear the piano playing. I hope I meet her this trip!
“We were overstaffed that night, so I was sent back down there to do a second check for the evening,” he says. “Once I arrived on foot to the pathway between the Alumni Memorial Building and Mem Hall, I was a bit surprised as I could see the lights on in Mem Hall, with the sound of a piano playing in the background. I thought this was odd and the hair on the back of my neck immediately stood up.”
Parsons hurried up to the front doors of Mem Hall, not understanding what was going on in the building. “I can remember putting my key in the front door and this really strange feeling came over me.”
As Parsons entered the building, the lights in the lobby were on, so he walked in with much trepidation. “As I approached the auditorium and stuck my key in the door, I felt this big rush of air on the back of my neck,” he states. “I honestly thought I left the front door open, but when I turned around, there was a faceless lady standing behind me, hovering off the ground.”
Frozen with fear, Parsons stood there as he watched the lady, who zoomed to the right and then zoomed to the left. “She was wearing what could be described as ‘old-timey’ clothes – kind of like Little House on the Prairie,” he explains.
And just like that she vanished.
A week later, after speaking with his supervisor who had the same experience years ago, Parsons returned to Mem Hall to do a lockout. “While my supervisor and I were walking around the hall, I noticed that there was a picture on the wall and, lo and behold, it was a picture of the same lady.”