Today Caleb called me at work to report something KIND of unusual, although not THAT unsual, for HIM: Right in broad daylight, he could see a ghost in one of the windows at the old Winecoff Hotel. This building is finally, FINALLY being renovated after a couple of decades of being a very stark symbol of the problems of renovating old buildings, unfulfilled promises by previous developers, etc. Anyway, the fact that it has a ghost in it is hardly suprising since it was the site of one of the deadlest hotel fires in the U.S.
-- in 1947 a teenage "stringer" for the local paper got a Pulitizer for his picture of a woman jumping out the window to her death -- and was also a senior care facility. The thing is, Caleb has never seen or sensed ghosts there. But, he says, "Whoever stays in that fourth floor suite is going to have such issues..."
Which reminds me: The other day, a couple weeks ago actually, when I was clenaing out my office and bathroom, I got the distinct feeling my ghost here was disturbed. I was sitting in the living room, taking a break, when I got this feeling that there was someone watching me and feeling irritated, like I'd woken them from a good dream or used their favorite pen without asking. I'm not the most sensitive person as far as these things go, so I kind of wish Caleb had been there at a the time.
EDIT: Caleb was just over and he immediately knew our friend was out and about. He was just where I said. Caleb went off to investigate a couple of times and said I had to go with him to try and experience. We closed the bathroom door so it was pitch black and immediately it was in there, like a static charge. We felt it first on our hands, getting stronger and stronger, then as we lowered our hands, it got stronger, then went up our arms. All the hair on our arms stood up and we ran out of there. Then we were in the living room and it came in there, both of us felt the same thing. Then it drifted off. Caleb said goodbye to it as he left and told it we mean no harm.