My friend Cari and I were at your last gathering at the John F. Craig House and had a wonderful time. Frank came through and said he liked hanging out in Room 3, well we were in Room 3. He said that he liked the energy from the TV in the room and like to hang around it. Early in the morning of our first overnight, around 6am, I felt something tapping on the bottom of my foot, almost like it was trying to get my attention. I told it to “stop” and instead of tapping on my foot, it started tapping on the bed. I turned on the light, and then the TV and it stopped. Maybe it was Frank and he wanted the TV turned on. Saturday night after the seance, Cari and I went to our room and made a deal with Frank, I told him we would leave the TV on all night if he would let us sleep, and so he did.

The other interesting occurrence happened when we were all sitting in the parlor having refreshments around 5pm. We asked, and Barbara explained to us who the people in the pictures were on the wall near the staircase. There was one of John Craig, two of the house and one of the Craigs at a family dinner. You were talking about the history of the house and talking about the owners previous to John Craig. I don’t know if he intended to make a point, but you heard a voice that told you that something was wrong near one of the pictures. We all looked around the room and the picture of the house, just below John Craig’s picture near the staircase was completely turned on an angle. No one was near it, nor did anyone bump or rotate it.

I was happy that my father and brother came through for me, but was surprised when my mother-in-law came through. I always hoped that she would come through to give me a message for my daughter, her granddaughter, as she was very distraught when her Nana passed away almost 10 years ago. She came through as “Flo”, her name was Florence, but my daughter always refers to her as “Flo”. She stated that she is always looking over my daughter’s shoulder and made some other comments about my daughter that were very meaningful. What was interesting was when I came home and told my daughter, I looked at a picture that she had next to her bed in a frame. It is a picture of her when she was two years old with both her Great Nana and Nana, who was standing to the side of her, looking over her shoulder. She has a quote on the frame that says “My Angels”. Whenever any of her friends saw the picture, they always asked why she didn’t have a better picture of her Nana looking towards the camera, and she always commented that her Nana was watching her over her shoulder.

I am looking forward to future events that you will be conducting in Cape May and am looking forward to your new book.

Cathy