One day back in April 1996, two of the property managers I work with came back from doing a move-out with a tenant.  They were so excited, the tenant had informed them there was a ghost in the house.  They ask me to please go over and check it out.  These two property managers were skeptical about this whole ghost thing until this day.  Now they even talk about what happened.

 When checking another property in the same area, I decided to go over and check “this” house and just see if there was something.  I usually did this before bringing in Donna my psychic friend.  When I arrived, it was late afternoon, opening the door and looking around I walked around the downstairs area.  Finding nothing unusual I walked up the stair case.  This stair case was very steep, it also faced the front door.  When I arrived at the top, I smelled a sweet aroma like pipe smoke.  I walked around the rooms, one large bedroom to the right one small bedroom to the left.  As I would go from one room to the other, I would always smell this sweet aroma.  Sitting  at the top of the stairs, I smelled the carpet, no smell what so ever. But when I would sit up I could smell the aroma again.  You could feel some heaviness in the air, but only at the top of the stair landing.  When I have dealt with a ghost in the past, I never could smell anything, so this time I was very surprised to be able to do this. This sprit was very calm.

A few days later, I was able to bring Donna over to the house, as always we never know who or  what we are dealing with.  We knew the last tenant had not brought this sprit with them.  So I had check Metro-Scan to see who the previous owners were.  All we had was a couple of names and John was one of them.  We were only there for a short time the first time.  I had mentioned to Donna about the smoke smell.  When we entered, she saw a man sitting at the top of the landing with only one leg.  She told him that it was time for him to leave, she knew it was very difficult for him to go up and down the stairs because of his leg.  It was hard for me with two legs, because of the steepness of the stair case.  She told him we would be back in a couple of days and it was important for him to be waiting for us at the bottom of the stairs when we arrive.

 I was able to get the phone numbers of the previous tenants.  During the evening I called, told them who I was, and preceded to ask a couple of questions.  One was, why do you feel there is someone in the house?  The answer was because we could hear him at night hoping around upstairs in the bedroom.  Their daughter would also tell them about the man who hopped around in her room.   This tenant  had been living in the property for a couple of years felt very comfortable with him there.    She also said when she was waiting for the property managers to show up for her move-out inspection, she could feel him behind her on the stairs and she also told him goodbye.

When we were on the phone, she was very upset, for leaving him there alone.  Her husband was also upset, because he didn’t get to say his goodbyes.  She wanted  us  when we went back over to tell him how much they would miss him, and to say a special goodby for them.  I was almost in tears myself after this conversation.  One thing I also ask was, did her husband or anyone in the house smoke a pipe.  She said they were both nonsmokers, and did not allow anyone in the house to smoke.

I called Donna up and told her what the tenant had told me, she of course wasn’t surprised.  She felt the same way when she was there also.  We made an appointment for me to pick her up, so we could go back to the house.  It was early in the day and the wind was really blowing.

Entering the house, she asks me to walk up the stairs.  When I did, I could smell the smoke smell about three fourths down the landing my heart was also racing at that area.  I could not feel anything at the top.  He had come down the stairs as she had requested.  During these encounters she is teaching me to be very aware about how I feel, what I see in my mind, and any other sensations I might be aware of.  Some day I may not be able to rely on her, and will be on my own.