Our adventure this time comes from Buffalo, New York. Karen Harden used the story submission page on the main website to send in her tale.  She calls her story Invisible Friends at an Old Psych Hospital. 

I’d like to start off by saying how much I love your podcast!! It’s one of the best out there. Thank you so much for doing it every week as it makes my work day go by faster. Enough with the chit chat.

I used to volunteer at an old historic hospital here in the Western New York area and, as you may have figured, there are some “invisible” people that hang around the building. One day I came in early to get ready for one of the tours. It had been raining really hard that day and I had to walk through what seemed like a pond to get into the building. Due to it being a Saturday, the construction workers were not on site, therefore I was the only one there for a few hours.

I let myself in after “swimming” through the water, unlocked the doors and made sure everything was in order for that day’s tour. I then got comfortable by the “volunteer” entrance and waited for the docent to get here. The entrance was in the back of the building. You had to climb this real cool staircase to get to where we met the visitors as they arrived.

After a few minutes of waiting, I heard the door downstairs open, and some wet footsteps coming up. I’m like, ‘yay!, he’s here!!’ So, when it sounded like he was at the door right beside me, I opened it up to greet him but all I saw were wet footsteps that stopped right in front of the door. I thought I had gone and lost my mind. Then I reasoned that maybe the footsteps could’ve been mine, but I was in the building long enough for them to dry. Puzzling to be sure. That’s one of my little stories I have collected while I volunteered there. 

Karen Harden – New York

Well thank you Karen. Creepy! I agree it seems unlikely that they were your footprints after that much time had passed. I had to look up what a Docent was. It turns out that it is a person who acts as a guide or teacher on a voluntary basis. I didn’t know that.

This Week’s Podcast:

On the podcast this week we take another look at time travel and a plot to murder Albert Einstein! We also have the tragic story of the Mississippi River boat The Sultana. Ever heard of it? You will this week. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link.

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Our story comes from Dayne Wattley of Santa Fe, New Mexico. For those of you that listen to the podcast a lot, I know what you are saying, “Another one from NM?”  Well, yes this is another tale to come from the state whose motto is Crescit Eundo. Translated from Latin, it means “It grows as it goes”. It appears that its oddness is not limited to fantastic stories. Dayne writes: 

I hear you like strange stories from NM. Here is my entry. I was driving from Santa Fe to Las Vegas. Now, before you think this a long story I am talking about Las Vegas, NM (Population 14,565 and not a slot machine in site). However, there are a lot of lonely roads to the city.  I was about a half an hour out when I saw on the side of the road an old car broke down. There beside it was an even older man with this thumb out. I stopped and asked if he need help, to which he said he said, “Oh My Yes”

He hopped in the car and said he needed to get to Las Vegas. We drove and right off the bat I thought this guy was strange. He was talking like he was from another era. He said his name was Jimmy. He talked a lot about Roswell, but it was the way he was talking, you would think it all just happened. I ignored it and in truth it was nice to have someone to chat with. Just before we got to town he said that this was fine and that I could drop him here. I pulled over at diner and he hopped out, waved and said goodbye.

I started to drive away and happened to look back. He was gone! I mean gone-gone. There is no way he could have made the diner and there was nothing else there. I went back to look, nothing and I even checked a nearby run off trench. He had disappeared. 

I know it was crazy but I had to do it. I drove back to where I had picked the guy up and the car was gone. Nothing was there. I drove back to the diner and went inside. I must have had a certain look, because the waitress asked, “is everything okay honey?”

I told her my story and after a bit of silence and a giggle or two she told me that I had just met Jimmy.  The funny thing was I had not told her his name.

Dayne Wattley – Santa Fe, New Mexico

This Week’s Podcast:

On the podcast this week we delicate an entire show to Ghost Stories With Sylvia. Sylvia and I tackle the subject of types of hauntings with story examples of each. We will talk about residual, intelligent, shadow men, and portal hauntings …just to name a few. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link

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This short tale comes from Lydia Hansen all the way from Sydney Australia.  Lydia writes:

Hello Ron. Greetings from Sydney. I love your show and tell everyone about it. You are fantastic to listen to and I never miss it. I don’t have a whopper of a story for you, but it did happen. 

I was twelve years old. My dad is a rancher and we lived out on Anna Creek most of my life. One morning, my dad asked me to get up early to take up sentry duties from my brother. We were having troubles with a pack of dingos in the region. They were stealing chicks and other small animals from locals. I relieved my brother and took up the watch. I had a pistol so that I could scare them off and alert my dad. It was still night. I saw a dark humanoid shape coming towards me. I thought it was my dad so I called out to it. The thing stopped and seemed to be looking in my direction, but I couldn’t see any features let alone eyes. I shined a flashlight at it. It disappeared from view as soon as the light hit it, but when I moved it away it would return to view. This went on for a few minutes or so, and then it howled like a dingo. I fired my pistol in the air and it vanished. A few minutes later my dad arrived and I told him what I saw. He said that he had seen the very same thing earlier that night. We never found it or saw it again. I don’t think it was a dingo, but I am not sure.

Lydia Hansen – Sydney, Australia

I did a little research on this and have to say I couldn’t find any reference to anything like it. How very strange and scary. I did learn that Aboriginal people have maintained and developed a rich folklore centered on spirits and ghosts. However, I couldn’t gain access to them online. Perhaps those archives may help you learn more. Truly an amazing story.

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week we have more strange cryptid stories like the one Lyidia told us. Our featured story comes from the OTR series Lights Out and deals with a very large and very scary Spider. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link

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