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Originally Posted by lmarie
Sorry to be so vague, but here's one -- maybe somebody knows more about it?
I've been to Philly for various reasons in June for the last three years, and there is a very old (historic) building in the Bala Cynwyd (sp?) area, on one of the main drags, that is apparently an old inn from the (revolutionary?) war. People who have owned it have apparently had troubles such as financial failures, suicide, etc. Rumor has it that it is haunted by a soldier.
Every time we'd drive down that boulevard I'd pipe up from the back seat, in my dorky, ahistorically west coast-awed voice: "There's the haunted inn!" It was more interesting to me, I guess, than to the locals, who'd just roll their eyes at me...
Lelah
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I grew up about two blocks from there - The General Wayne Inn on Montgomery Ave in Merion. Guy Sileo killed his partner James Webb, took them a while to prove it as the LM cops couldn't catch a cold. But I had a friend who used to work there. All kinds of crazyness went on. Car alarms going off for no reason, doors slamming, lites dimming ect. I took a tour of the Friends meeting house in the back and there are lots of people buried there including some Hessians. I can't really remember this was about 15 years ago. There is a legend that some of the Raven was written there inspired by a picture of one that used to hang there.
I also have a cheesy little book my Mom gave me years ago regarding haunted houses in Philly. One place that sticks in my head was the PA Historical Society on 13th St at I think Spruce? Washington Sq - Bonaparte house - some jilted lover? Also supposedly the statue of Ben Franklin in front of the Pennsylvania Hospital at 8th and Pine would walk around. Pretty hookie stuff.
My brother in South Philly said his neighbor moved after she would walk thru the house at night and see an apparition of the former tenant who hung himself.
The only experience I have ever really had with something like this was a few months ago riding my bike down Elfreth's Alley late at night I swear there was someone right behind me, like I could feel them, but I turned and nothing. Scared the bejezzus outta me!