The spirit exists and I love enchanting and educational presentations of them. One does wonder if accounts are verified. I agree with those who praise Paul Dowswell's "Usborne True Stories, Ghosts" as the real deal. No dumping story scraps which abruptly end with a hyped climax: we are granted the satisfying afterward of each location's state of affairs today. In numerous instances, we are told where we might go forth and behold these houses and in some cases, the phenomena, for ourselves! That is inarguable.
The wide-spanned selection of circumstances and varied nature of ghostly phenomena is also a factor to praise. To the pleasure of other aficionados digesting large quantities of this fare, most of the accounts are new. Nova Scotia’s Esther Cox is recounted widely but there is another woman who dealt with spectral harassment as publicly as she, in England, about whom I hadn’t heard. The floor faces in Spain sound familiar but now, I am well versed in the full story. It was titillating to read that the spectral faces today, hypothesized to be from a defunct graveyard below, continue appearing. What’s more, the same homeowner incredibly still goes about her business there.
A place easily visited in the United States, is the architectural cacophony of Sarah Pardee Winchester, constructed in 1884. It’s absurd that she based an expensive, lifelong penance on the word of one psychic. I would have sought satisfactory explanations and second opinions. She however, believed herself cursed by the gun legacy of her husband’s ancestors if she didn’t keep building. It’s especially loony that her building was useless folly, even disassembling to futilely repeat the process. She could fulfill the silly advice by building homes and businesses for San Francisco’s needy. I got a lot out of Paul’s thorough and well-told compilation.