Submitted by Sue Lewis on September 26, 2009
Hi Sam! I don’t know if you will remember but I talked to you one day when you were with Martha in the Pub area. My name is Sue and I used to work with Martha at the Ritland office. I told you about an experience I have encountered upstairs and you told me to email it to you, so here it is: (I’m FINALLY getting around to it!)
Many years ago I learned that I am able to feel energy from people by holding a piece of their jewelry or something they wear often, and not even being near the person. What I feel is physical characteristics about the person and feelings that person has (grief, happiness, etc.). It’s difficult to explain. I’ve been told I am clairsentient (as opposed to clairvoyant).
When I walk down the long hallway going west outside of the Zane Gray ballroom/bar area I notice when I reach the very end of the hallway at the door to the outside I feel dizzy. If I stand there awhile I begin to feel physically as though I am a heavyset man wearing a hat. It feels like a cowboy hat, but I’m not sure why. The man does not feel angry, actually he seems content to me. There is absolutely nothing menacing about the feeling I have of a man down at the end of the hall, I just feel like he is there. A sister of mine was visiting and I took her there. She felt dizzy when she was at the very end of that hall and she noticed when she walked away from the end, the dizziness went away. Other than that, she didn’t feel anything.
I hope you can add this to your many ghost stories of the Weatherford ~ a very, very cool place! Thanks Sam. Sue
Submitted by Michael Tasker on June 5, 2008
I was just 18 yrs old when I found myself in Flagstaff. Nearly broke, (I say nearly, because a kind traveler posted the then $10 for a night at the Taylor’s hostel), I walked up the stairs to the hostel for what was to begin one of my most memorable periods in my life.
The Taylors took me as labor for room and board and I spent the next few months splitting cord upon cord of wood to stoke the many fireplaces and woodstoves in the hotel. Once Henry decided he was well stocked there, I went to work for the lovely Mrs. Taylor in her kitchen.
I don’t recall exactly how long I stayed at the Weatherford, but I can say that it was long enough to become familiar with some of the lesser-known residents of the building. Some will say they think the structure is haunted, but I can say I believe. There are three very distinct spirits that dwell on the third floor and at least another two that reside in the basement. For the most part, they are all quite friendly and simply curious, adding to the overall ambience of the hotel.
In closing, I would just like to say “thank you” to Henry Taylor for the hospitality that he and his wife have shown and to urge anyone who finds themselves in the Flagstaff vicinity and in need of a place to stay the night to not pass up this wonderful landmark.
Submitted by Allison on May 28, 2008
I visited the hotel in May 2008. I was looking at the bar on the 3rd floor and then started toward the bathroom. As I started to walk down the hall, I saw a very large, dark form in the hallway near the restroom. The hair on the back of my neck stood straight up. I sensed that this form had a lot of anger and despair. But it scared the bejeezus out of me and I ran down the stairs as fast as I could! I came back the next night though because I was so intrigued.