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  About the Author

  Debra and Tony Pickman live with their three sons in Atchison, Kansas. Since their experience of living in the Sallie House, they have become paranormal researchers. Debra and Tony have been featured speakers are various paranormal conferences throughout the Midwest. Visit the Sallie House website (www.salliehouse.com) to learn more about their research and investigation into paranormal events.

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  This book is dedicated to my husband, who has not only been an integral contributor in writing this book, but also through the worst of days has toughed it out as the object of a little spirit girl’s attention and fascination. I thank him for bearing the brunt of all the physical injuries and afflictions up to and beyond my diary notes which are reflected within these pages.

  To confront one’s deepest fears is to show true courage.

  Acknowledgments

  To my sister Karen. Without her suggestion to keep a journal, many of the details in these pages would have been lost.

  To those friends and family who believed us, emotionally supported us, and stood by us through the tormenting ridicule of others.

  A special thanks to Shannyn Hall for her consistent endeavors in helping with editing and pre-production requirements.

  To all the field representatives, psychics, and support personnel whose commitment, compassion and courage made it all a little easier for us to bear.

  And last but not least, a special acknowledgement to psychic Barbara Connor, who reached out to help and guide us when no one else would, and also to our friend Peter James, who through his gentle nature brought us closer to understanding the world we could not see.

  Contents

  preface

  introduction

  one: Before It All Began

  two: In the House

  three: Teddy Bears

  four: Larry’s Visit

  five: The Morning After

  six: Scratches and Reprimands

  seven: Early Research

  eight: Barbara’s Visit

  nine: Aftermath and Photographs

  ten: Living with Spirit

  eleven: Tony Sees Sallie

  twelve: I Am Here

  thirteen: Holiday Fire

  fourteen: The Remote

  fifteen: Reaching Beyond What We Know

  sixteen: Happy Birthday

  seventeen: The Industry

  eighteen: Peter James

  nineteen: The All-nighter

  twenty: The Cleansing

  twenty-one: Tony’s Perspective

  epilogue

  preface

  This work is meant to satisfy the curiosity of those who want to know the details of this haunting, and who want to gain a better understanding of the experiences and the processes that were used to reach the conclusions that have been publically presented. This book is for those who research the paranormal through their own investigative work and experiences. It will challenge what we have been told for years, and confront what we think we know about spirits and the activity they supposedly engage in.

  In these pages I offer information about who I am and what has made me the person I am today. It will help identify significant traits needed to properly assess a situation and reasonably draw conclusions from the experiences my husband and I have gone through while living in the house.

  From my youth it seems that I’ve always known that there is more than meets the eye; more than God has shown us and more than science has taught us. I am not now, nor have I ever been, exceptionally religious or spiritually attuned. I grew up with a fairly strong Catholic background until the age of sixteen when certain circumstances in my life drove me away from the church. I have since had major conflict with the teachings of the bible and the scientific approach to explaining life and the world around us. I am a “show me proof” type of person and choose to put more credibility in the scientific explanation.

  When I was about nine years old, my sister, a few neighbor kids and I came across a Ouija board. We sat out in the front of our house and tried our best to “contact the spirit world.” To our dismay, nothing came through. Since then, I have come to learn more about the disadvantages and damage that can result from using Ouija boards, and have not touched one since.

  I also remember a teen slumber party where we attempted a séance. Despite our best (unguided) attempts, we achieved no communication with the spirit world. Had any of us known what we were doing at the time, we might have opened up doors, with dangerous results.

  As an adult, I have tried not to allow my interest in the supernatural to become an obsession, at least not in a sense that it takes me away from reality and important things in my life. Except for those childish experiments, I have never been so driven for answers that I have employed any unorthodox method to attain them. I have never used witchcraft, or ritual, voodoo or pagan rites, or called on any power other than my own abilities to research. I believe there is a higher power, and he or she has a plan for us all. In time, we each will know what we need to know and at the time we need to know it.

  Although many lose sight of reality, it is extremely important to remain grounded and keep focused in anything you do.

  When I was younger my father spent many hours teaching me fundamentals that, in the long run and coupled with common sense, made me the logical and analytical person I am. Many of the simple examples he used were packed with a tremendous amount of knowledge that I did not realize until my later years. One of the most important tools he taught me was to look at things from different perspectives. That no matter what I saw, someone else could see th
ings differently, and that I needed to see things from all vantage points in order to see a situation clearly.

  When we realized our house was haunted, I needed answers and began searching for them at the local library, only to find nothing that had any bearing to our case. The decision to write this book came after months and countless hours of research, frustration and confusion.

  Although this book is not based solely on scientific methods, I do hope it will serve others as a basis for comparison with their own studies and investigations. In my search for information and a haunting similar to ours I found old, limited information, often based on secondhand accounts. There is definitely a need to investigate, document and analyze these events as they occur. In light of the recent wave of paranormal television, the public is offered a look into the paranormal world from the safety of their living rooms. I hope more individuals and families will be inclined to share their experiences and call in knowledgeable investigators to help them.

  One of my greatest concerns is the reliability of information presented on TV shows, books, documentaries and haunted tours; I have witnessed firsthand how facts can be twisted around. Our own story and the events we lived through, have been altered for entertainment or higher ratings. Those taking this creative liberty do not realize that this can confuse, frustrate and even harm those who rely on this information to help them deal with their own experiences.

  The only thing most of these new entertainment venues have provided is a new level of paranormal interest from the general public. In recent years, there has also been an explosion of paranormal information via the internet; our own site dedicated to the Sallie House provides historical resources and information to help distinguish fact from fiction. There is more help for people in need than ever before; they just need to weed through it.

  There have been very few brave enough to write of their experiences and take the chance of being ridiculed. Some run from their paranormal experiences, few embrace them and strive to learn from them, and this may explain why there are so few books written with detailed accounts. Years ago, Tony and I were those people, worried about what the neighbors would say. Today we are no longer victims of an extreme haunting, but investigators seeking understanding and a way to provide evidence and help to others.

  I truly believe this book is one of a kind and will be enjoyed by paranormal enthusiasts looking for factual information, as well as those looking to experience a true haunting through firsthand experiences.

  So, for those with the insatiable interest for “factual” ghost encounters, those who desire to learn about the paranormal through their own experiences and those of others, I write for this for you, without fear of what others may think of me.

  introduction

  The story of Sallie, the infamous Heartland Ghost, attracts endless rumors and theories of murder, cover-ups, racism and abuse—all the makings of a horror movie. But this is no movie; this is our life.

  The facts surrounding the house, its occupants and neighbors, according to news articles, deeds, obituaries and other legal documentation are not as innocent as they may have seemed to be. Tony and I had numerous paranormal experiences and he was repeatedly attacked by what many have deemed the spirit of a little girl. Why bother now? The house and its entities demand to be acknowledged for what we now know was more than just attention, and the purpose of our story is to make facts and information available to those who need it.

  Our story begins in 1993; we were a young married couple with a baby on the way, renting a turn-of-the-century home that belonged to the family of a doctor back in 1872. Even though there has been much televised attention to the house, this is the first opportunity we’ve had to share our ordeal, feelings, historical research, and my personal journal entries unedited by the creative efforts of those who would so easily change the facts. This is our story, our life, and even though we moved from the house in 1994, the nightmare still haunts us today and occasionally still leaves its mark.

  You as the reader can walk beside me as I relive the experiences and delve into not only our own evidence, but also that of independent research teams; shocking photos and first-hand experiences that were collected while we searched for reasons and answers as to why this little girl, Sallie, made her presence known to us.

  I’ve made every effort to include direct quotes from the personal journal I kept during our residence in that house. It has brought back the turbulent emotions that remain fixed in my memory. When possible I’ve included dates, times, places, and the names of people present during each occurrence. Although these individuals can be contacted to verify the testimony, I have chosen not to disclose their full identity and in some cases changed their names for their privacy. Out of consideration I refer to family and friends by first name only. Since we live in a small, Midwestern town, their privacy is very important to me.

  As I describe the strange events that I and others witnessed I will discuss how we exhausted every reasonable and logical explanation, theory, and plain common sense to explain each phenomenon. It is my hope that presenting our efforts will demonstrate the significant attempts we made to search for physical proof of tampering before we drew any conclusions or made any final determinations. I felt my skeptical nature, coupled with our exhaustive efforts, were thorough just the same.

  My account is based almost entirely on firsthand experience, and the emotion and reactions tied to that experience. I remember all too well the thoughts that went through my mind when I was alone during an occurrence. Over the duration of our experiences, I have found that the more I think about a particular paranormal event (whether scary or not), the more my fear takes over. Instinctively, I begin to think that whatever happened just couldn’t have happened; therefore, it didn’t. As hours and perhaps days pass with no further phenomenon, I grow comfortable and shrug off the experience in question…until I witness something else and the process begins again.

  If you have an open mind you are more apt to grow comfortable with the idea that anything is possible, once all logical factors have been ruled out again and again, you are left with one conclusion, a truly unsettling one—supernatural and/or unnatural forces exist.

  With the knowledge of how I have reacted in certain situations, I feel comfortable in stating that most people in a similar situation would react and think in a similar manner. This is what my intuition is based on when it comes to identifying whether someone is being honest when describing experiences to me, especially if they are the sole witness to the paranormal phenomenon.

  Lastly, and perhaps a significant point of interest, is that the name of this ghost can be spelled two ways: Sallie and Sally. Having only been aware of the later spelling, it was used in my journal and on the drawing Tony did of the little female spirit he saw in the kitchen. Through our research it was realized there was another spelling reflecting a different time period. The ending of “ie” has since been adopted throughout the rest of this book and in all subsequent references.

  one

  When I was young, I was a believer in the paranormal and longed for my own experience. In fact, one might say that I have always wanted a ghost of my own and waited years for the opportunity for intelligent communication. I knew there had to be an easy way to do it and given the chance, I was sure I could learn from the experience. In 1993 I was given that remarkable opportunity. I have since come to realize through my own personal experiences in the “Sallie House,” that although ghosts do communicate with us, they often use methods we are unaccustomed to. The communications frequently come to us in a manner we are unaware of, therefore rendering us unable to hear, see, or understand that it is there.

  My interest in the paranormal may have been a factor in the distance between me and my immediate family. I have always seen things differently and have always been the black sheep. With a desire to step out of the chaos of a dysfunctional situation and control my own li
fe, I left home at the age of sixteen. Over the span of thirteen years, I had lived in several states and ended three marriages. My travels led me to Kansas, where I met Tony. We have been happily married for seventeen years now.

  Tony came from a religious family and is second to the youngest of eight children. The year we met, I was at the end of a deteriorating marriage and Tony was getting over an equally bad relationship. We frequented the same bar and had secretly watched each other for months before speaking a single word to one another. Each time I saw him in the room I hoped to meet him formally; eventually we did and then spent the evening into the wee hours talking like we were old friends ourselves.

  Afterwards, not a day that passed that we did not call or see each other. After a short courtship and several dates, I and my two cats, a dog and a house full of furniture moved in with him. Spending hours cuddled up on the couch, we talked about so much—childhood memories and our families, religion, dreams, fears, goals, and most importantly, the future we planned to share together. Within a very short period of time there was a level of comfort, familiarity and security that ignited the solid loving bond we continue to share today. We were married in November of 1992.

  It became very clear that Tony and I were on opposite ends of the spectrum where the paranormal was concerned. The hope that one day I would have my own experience excited me, whereas any aspect of the paranormal made Tony cringe. There was one conversation, however, that shed a little light on his adamant feelings about ghosts. He described a night when he was young, when he was terribly frightened by the appearance of a male ghost peering out at him from his bedroom closet. Through the rest of his childhood and his adult years, he has avoided both the room and the closet.

  We soon discovered I was pregnant, which was a surprise to me, since I had not been able to conceive in my previous marriages. I found it hard to believe and it took time for the reality to set in. Tony, on the other hand, was ecstatic. So, instead of our plans of a February wedding, we were married at the courthouse in November, 1992. As luck would have it, both of our cars were in the shop and we still laugh over the fact that we spent our honeymoon at a local hotel and had to borrow his parents’ car to get there. Although we have endured many obstacles in our relationship, we have continued on a destined path. Where I am deficient, he provides, where he faults, I fill in. We’ve been blessed with both love and friendship.