Training House is located in southwest Jefferson County. The
house sits on Rattlesnake Hill, in a heavily wooded area, it
is very secluded. Conventional research, (conducted by Keith
Age), has turned up little or no information on the history
of the property.
All that we do know for sure is that the property was once a
logging camp, along with most of the surrounding area.
Deaths were reported at the logging camp, but it is unknown
whether or not they actually happened on this particular
property or not.
This house has
been in my family for years, so all I can really do is give
the history that my family has experienced, and some of the
things that the LGHS has experienced.
Debbie Webb, owns the house now. She got the house from her
grandparents, Gert and Walter. Gert and Walter did not
really complain about paranormal activity, but they did
complain alot about noises. Please remember the time period,
but Walter did say on many occasions that "the Chinamen"
were digging under the house. This was dismissed as an
animal or just the fact that they were not young anymore.
Gert eventually passed away in the front room of the house
after a long illness. Walter got remarried, and moved to a
new house. The house sat empty for a long time.
Debbie and her
then husband Bob, got the house from Walter. They remodeled
the existing house and added on a couple of rooms, and
demolished a couple of out buildings. They did not really
experience anything out of the ordinary, other than one of
their dogs, Chump, alway seemed to bark and stare at a
specific place in the ceiling. Debbie and Bob eventually put
a ceiling fan there. Debbie used to joke that it gave the
dog something to bark at.
The front room
was turned into two bedrooms. Debbie's daughter, Felicia,
claimed to have heard noises when she lived in the front
part of the house. She also said that she would wake up with
bruises in odd places.
wall creating the two rooms was taken down. The front part
of the house was practically unused for a couple of years
until my sister, Maribeth Clark, (former LGHS Vice
president), rented the front two rooms of the house to use
as a kind of apartment.
The very first
night Maribeth stayed there, (she had gotten home late after
helping with tours at Waverly), she came in, emptied her
pockets on a box to be unpacked and laid down. One of the
things that was in her pockets was a Dr. Gauss EMF meter,
belonging to Keith Age. About 45 minutes after she laid
down, the EMF meter spiked and started going crazy. This was
extremely odd since it was not on at the time. When she got
up to check on the EMF, it stopped. The meter chirped a
couple of more times that night, and Maribeth was quoted as
saying "cool," which she had gotten from Keith. "Cool" was
the standard response to paranormal activity by most active
members at the time.
reported numerous instances of strange things happening. She
started waking up with scratches and bruises in very strange
places, places you would remember if you scratched. At times
she felt hands touch her while laying in bed. Maribeth and
Keith watched a plastic figurine move from one side of a
shelf in her living room to the other. Keith saw shadows
walk up to the louvered doors that separate the front room
from the rest of the house. He was convinced it was Debbie,
but she was upstairs asleep. Keith then put motion detectors
in the kitchen outside the doors. They would always seem to
go off at a certain time of the early morning. The back door
could sometimes be heard opening and slamming on nights with
no wind. Debbie started finding small trivial things on the
floor by her bed that she could not explain how they got
there. The most common was paperclips. Debbie's current dog,
Dog (who is deaf), will sometimes act funny on the side of
Debbie's bed that she does not use. When Dog does this, you
can almost see an outline of a person laying there. I have
personally gotten strange EMF readings around this side of
The last thing
that my sister reported to me was that one day right before
she moved to Georgia, she was cleaning the bathroom. She got
the feeling she was being watched. When she turned to look
back into the kitchen from the bathroom door, she saw a full
body apparition of a man that faded away slowly after she
gasped. Just a week or two after that, Maribeth moved back
Keith talked to Debbie about using this house for LGHS
training on workshops 3 & 4. Debbie agreed. After we
started, we got some "cool" things. Sheri Unser, (LGHS
Special Events Coordinator), has recorded EVP there. Natalie
Clark, (former LGHS Treasurer), got a strange picture
standing in the kitchen shooting across the dinning area
towards the bathroom. Something seemed to be over the table,
making things blurry. Cold spots are common place in this
house. Equipment would be left in one place, and would be
found somewhere else. We noticed that the lights in the main
living room would flicker or go on and off when Keith was
coming over to check on us. Sometimes the lights would go
off if he just pulled in the driveway.
memorable event at the training house also involved Keith.
Nothing was really going on, we decided to call it a night.
I was standing by the back door to lock it after everyone
got outside. Everyone was out but Laura, (another LGHS
member), Keith, and myself. As they came into the mud room
to leave, Keith stumbled forward. If he had not caught
himself on a shelf sitting there, he would have ended up on
his knees, taking Laura's knees out from under her as well.
I just happened to turn around as Keith's hat came flying
over Laura and hit me in the face. A couple of members
rushed Keith outside, and a couple of members went back
inside with equipment. Laura and Tatyana practically ripped
Keith's shirt off and sure enough; he had a perfect red
circle right in the middle of his shoulder blades. It was
about as big around as a soup can. The only evidence that
the members who went back inside got was a 25-degree
temperature drop in the area where Keith was struck. It
dissipated quickly. Keith described it as if he was struck
across the back with a cane or pole.
Now for those
of you who are into metaphysical stuff, I took a woman I was
dating at the time to a workshop there. She claimed to be
psychic. For those of you that know me, you know that I
don't really buy that kind of stuff. She seemed to be very
uncomfortable in the house. While we were sitting on the
couch in the dark doing the mock vigil, a stuffed animal
that was at the other end of the couch bounced off the top
of my head. Nobody was around it, and I know she did not
touch it because she was holding my hands. After the
workshop was over, I asked her what she thought of the
place. She said that there were four spirits at the house.
Two male and two female. Two were outside, and two were
inside. She also said that two of them were angry, and
stated that she did not want to go back. Take it for what it