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The last portion of the evening was uneventful like most of the investigation. It was around 9:00 p.m. when we wrapped. Giving our thanks to the kind women from the historical society, we headed home for a good night’s sleep.

Over the next couple of weeks, Lorena, Bev and I slowly went through our recorded material. Although nothing was found on photographs or video, we were surprised at the number of EVPs identified. For this story, we will focus on what we believe are the strongest pieces of evidence.

The first occurred during our initial tour. We had just left an area of the basement where food produce had originally been stored and were entering the section containing Native American artifacts. It was in the outer room where an EVP was captured, “Hope they got that.” The voice sounded male and obviously didn’t come from our all-female group. I wonder if there was something we missed in that basement?

The next occurred when I was upstairs, alone at the residence sitting in the room considered the children’s playroom. I asked if there was a child in the room. After my question, “Did you get hurt here?” A hushed, drawn-out child’s voice was heard. Simple but powerful in its possible meaning, “Mother.”