Fort Edmonton Park – Rutherford House. October 22, 2008
Late afternoon time, not sure exact time.
Went into the Rutherford House to wait for the news crew. Ben was outside somewhere. After I entered the house and closed the door, I heard it open up as I was walking down the hallway. No one was there. Very difficult for door to open accidentally, because it is a latch door and you have to physically lift up on the latch and pull for it to open.
Once the Global crew got there, we started walking up stairs and I picked up on 3 spirits:
Mr. Jameson: Scottish, big mutton chops with a moustache and smokes a pipe. He was in his 50’s.
Milly: very shy, in her early 20’s; a parlour maid. She had light brown hair and a slight build. She sometimes would hide if other spirits showed up. She stayed only in certain areas of the house.
“Towser”: a nickname for him, didn’t find out what his real name was. A young WW1 soldier, 22-23 years old, could be slightly younger. He had a lop-sided smile and a dimple in one cheek. He did not stay in the Rutherford house like Jameson and Milly. He traveled from building to building and would head off to other haunts. He would come to the Rutherford because he liked Milly.
Jameson was fascinated by the equipment the camera man had and he loved Carolyn’s red hair. He thought she was quite striking. He threatened, jokingly, that he wanted to grab a handful of her hair because he was so attracted to it. I warned her she might feel someone touching her hair and what Jameson had said and she was freaking out a little.
Mr. Jameson considers the Rutherford house to be “his” because the master bedroom resembles the one he had when he was living. He feels very comfortable there and is not doing any negative behaviour.
None of the spirits were candidates for spirit removal because they were there out of affection for the park and the billing itself. They could cross over themselves when they felt it was their time.
Note: If you go to Fort Edmonton Park, check out Rutherford House and call for Mr. Jameson and see if the old Scottish guy will come and let you know he is there. If you have red hair, you might get a little tug or two.