This is my dad's house. It was built in 1902 as a clinc or as back then a hospital. My great-grandparents bought it in the '40s and has been in the family ever since. We pretty much know what every room was and we think the basement was the morgue. Everytime I go down there I get creepy feelings like I'm not alone.
I am really loving your posts about the old homes your dad lived in. I would be spooked too to go down to the basement.
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