Photo of the main door of Linden Hill. Special thanks to Stacey Humphreys and Jimmy Smith for allowing me to take the photo.
The new Travel Channel series, “Haunting in the Heartland,” will feature a property tomorrow night that is very near and dear to my heart. The third episode will tell a story that has been connected with the home of Linden Hill. A year-and-a-half ago, I had the great thrill of first getting introduced to the property. Not only has the home and its reputation gained a grandness in my eyes, but I have also come to regard the property owners as my own family. There is no way I could ever repay them for their hospitality. Because they know I am interested in answers, they have allowed me to tag along on the adventure that they have found themselves party to. I will never be able to repay them for having allowed me to engage a home that is a dream come true if one is in the business of giving ghosts a fair evidentiary hearing.
In a little over twenty four hours, I am looking forward to being on my way to the property. Not only will I get to watch the third episode of a new paranormally themed show that is featuring a property of great sentimental significance, but I will also get to watch the show from the featured home itself. Needless to say, I’m quite like a child at Christmastime right now. Eager anticipation continues to build about getting to visit the home on the night when it is given center stage.
My old routine was revived today, but with an intensity never before matched. It has just been me at a table today, alone with my thoughts that I have fostered for over a year about a ghost that is affectionately referred to as, “Beulah.” With paper spread across my writing surface, I have transferred to writing what has been running through my mind with incessance. Now, in charted form is a diagram of Linden Hill lying on my table. It evolved while a playlist of Shinedown’s music was echoing in the background today, all the while seeming to prod my mind to make sure the profile of a ghost I have put together emerged with not even the slightest tittle being left behind. I wrote down thirty-three line items of haunting phenomena that have been reported with the home. And, those are just the accounts I have been able to obtain firsthand. There are additional stories that exist with numerous other individuals who have had connections with the home. It was amazing to have my routine revived with such a magnitude. For, at least, one more night, I get to play chess with a haunted home. But, this time the opponent is a chess master, and I look forward to being taken to school.
I should remind my readers that I come from a certain tradition when it comes to actual investigation of a purportedly haunted location. In prior posts, I have attempted to explain some of the differences between ghost hunters and me. So, I always differentiate between the television variety of searching for ghosts and that which is based on protocol shaped by science and a philosophy of science. There is a vast difference which must always be responsibly addressed. However, in speaking from a strictly personal point of view, I expect tomorrow night’s show to be entertaining and pleasing to anyone who likes to take in an intriguing ghost story. There are things I can’t and won’t say about Linden Hill’s haunted history at this point. I simply encourage anyone who enjoys ghost hunting shows to enjoy the story as it is told. Discussion about investigation and method can come after. As one who does have an interest in responsible science education, and as one who has a lighthearted side to himself, as well, I think such a discussion should be the necessary byproduct of these types of shows that are a part of our culture. Such interaction should come after the episodes are brought to light.
Drafting the floor plan of Linden Hill and charting its haunted hotspots.
I realize how blessed I am to be sitting in the position where I am this evening. After eighteen years of searching, and after the accumulation of so many wonderful acquaintances that have resulted from my endeavors, it is nice to simply have a moment of, “fun.” I could not be experiencing this fun right now were it not for the generosity of so many people who have picked up on my tenacity for getting at answers. They have chosen to reward me for being determined, and I am indebted to their making such a choice. I sincerely and humbly give my thanks to those who have placed well ground stones in front of me so that my path continues to be passable.
Mimi, we had so many great times at Magnolia Manor. Tomorrow, I will get to forward the same spirit of those good times to yet another house of ghostly repute. I will have you there in my heart like always. And, to Stacey, Jimmy, Cindy, John, Michelle, Charlotte, Angie, Shirley, and Milton, what can I say? You have made the journey mean so much more than just about parsing the evidence of ghosts. Instead, you have made the journey itself as equally important as the destination. I will never forget all of the laughs, as well as the sincere moments that the rest of the world will never know about. You have all taught me to look inward, because I know I have failed at imparting that which you have so nobly bestowed upon me. Thank you all for allowing me to share in your own pilgrimages.
And, last, but not least, I have one more quiet thank you reserved for you, too,
I sincerely hope to see you, too, tomorrow night.