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A rush of new paranormal activity prompted the management of the Diamond Springs
Hotel Restaurant to recently open
their doors after hours for GHOST
GIRLS to decipher what is going on.
It is true that bunches of paranormal
investigative teams have showed up
at the establishment over the years
since hearing of the activity in my
book THE INCREDIBLE WORLD OF GOLD
RUSH GHOSTS, and some of them the
owners thought rather flaky. Knowing
me from long ago, and knowing me as
a straight shooter, they wanted a
new investigation. I called Shannon,
and we were immediately ON THE CASE!
It was a hot September night when
we got there, and the evening got
even hotter and hotter in paranormal
activity.
The Diamond Springs Hotel, which
sits near the site of an old Miwok
Indian crematorium, is considered
one of the finest down-home country
places to eat in all of the Gold Rush
country of California. Its popularity
is credited to the fine food served
by a series of owners, and the business
is often hurried in a “laid
back” sort of way, with customers
and friends all enjoying their conversations
as they wait for their meals. The
atmosphere is friendly and warm as
you are greeted by the owner “Diamond
Amy” and the old-timers of the
town, who will treat you as if you
were family. If you listen very carefully,
you just might overhear them talking
about the “strange things”
that happen inside the building. And
if you ask, they might even tell you
about the ghosts that have become
a part of the woodwork. For us and
this trip however, it was not to happen.
We came in after dark, customers gone,
it is still, too quiet.
Originally built in 1916 by Antone
Meyer, the business was cared for
by his son, Carl, until 1932, when
it was sold to John Zannoni. The building
was used for many things through a
series of owners. At one time, it
was a hotel upstairs and the old dusty
rooms, small and full of cobwebs are
still there. At another time the downstairs
was a bar, a store, and a restaurant.
And although the building itself brings
in many ghosts, because of its natural
vortex (try standing with eyes closed
in the middle of the room) many of
the ghostly apparitions are there
since before the time the building
was built.
A vortex is a natural occurrence
on the earth that is somewhat like
a volcano in nature where spirit can
enter and exit easier. It is like
a tunnel to the other side. It is
an opening in the earth’s surface.
Although spirit can come and go at
will, wherever you find a natural
vortex, you can be certain to have
a lot of activity. The one at the
Diamond Springs hotel is very active.
In 1847, the town now known as Diamond
Springs was originally called Crystal
Springs, the name attributed to the
beautiful spring water that fed the
area. According to Dennis Witcher,
former Curator of the El Dorado County
Historic Museum in Placerville, “The
area which now houses the Diamond
Springs Hotel was the site of Sutter’s
original split shake mill.”
It was also a camp for miners and
weary travelers. Some slept on the
ground and others in homemade tents.
These people, long deceased to this
world anyway, with the comfortability
of the vortex, can return to this
place without stress, floating into
our world and back to their own with
record ease. We know that many do,
and they bring their friends as well.
But back to the current, while dealing
with the past… Waitresses, current
and past at the Diamond Springs Hotel
tell us of the uncanny occurrences
that make their days more exasperating
than the average server’s job.
They are the kind that tickles the
senses, make the adrenaline flow a
bit faster than usual, and keep you
looking over your shoulder as you
prepare to open the business in the
morning.
“I often hesitate to go into
the corner by the restrooms when I
first get here in the morning,”
Nancy Miller told the author. “I
will be alone in the building and
things just go haywire. First of all,
I will hear noises inside the restroom.
I race into the men’s room and
take care of what is needed. I fill
the dispensers, clean whatever is
dirty, and get the heck out. Sometimes
there is a faint damp odor that I
cannot explain. All the while I will
have that inescapable feeling that
someone is watching me.” She
smiled at us with that great sense
of humor she possesses. “For
all this trouble, I hope he’s
at least good looking” she whispered
to me, our own little joke. At other
times, things do not go as planned
at the server’s station in the
middle of the building next to the
vortex. “You put a jelly or
syrup down, turn around, and poof
it has disappeared!” Again,
it is believed, because of the natural
vortex in the back corner by the restrooms,
that this area is especially conductive
to spirit activity. Try and explain
this to the employees as a reason
for the unearthly activity to be considered
commonplace. Often, folks have been
known to see a filmy figure of a man
sitting in the back booth with his
big black lab at his side. Upon wondering
why a dog would be in a restaurant,
they look up to find an empty table.
The evening of our investigation
the man at the table with the lab
showed up as we expected him to. He
appeared to be elderly to me, his
hands shaky, and it was apparent to
me he was not well. As Shannon went
to sit next to him she became physically
sick and had to get up and leave.
She handed me her EMF meter and said
she was heading for the door for air.
I sat down across the booth from him
and told him my name, our cameraman
Bob King following me. Bob also felt
nauseated, and I asked him to take
a few deep breaths and keep rolling.
The entity did not respond, but I
knew psychically he was indeed sick
with something in his stomach that
appeared to be cancer and clearly
he had an ulcer as well. I know also
from my gift that he longed to go
back home, and that he was from the
east, Pennsylvania. Certainly in life
he had been here since the 1800’s
–tent city days, and wherever
he goes his dog goes. Even on to the
afterlife.
This is a typical example of ghostly
activity. Ghosts are an imprint in
time. The man in this case is not
really here any longer, but his imprint
is. Better explained: everything that
ever is or ever was, or for that matter
ever happened, is stored in time.
It is recorded like a video tape.
The man and his trusty dog have certainly
gone on to a better place and undoubtedly
together. What we were tapping into
is his energy – His energy when
he was sick and wanting to go home.
Ghosts do not communicate. The entity
is not really there, just their energy
is. Spirits are something else again.
They are a soul who has lived, died
and gone on, and who choose to come
back and forth. You can certainly
communicate with spirits if you want
to do so. That is my job: to teach
you how to do it. The mistake most
people make is to think that spirits
on the other side can read your mind.
It’s clearly not true they are
still human on the other side. Deceased
loved ones and all spirits, need to
be spoken to OUT LOUD if you want
to get their attention. They have
things to do, too. They don’t
just hang around waiting for you to
call on them, how boring life would
be in the spirit world if that was
true! Some psychics say they get a
feeling or an impression in their
mind and that is how they talk to
spirits. I know that ghostly activity
is certainly a feeling or impression.
But for me, when actually talking
to spirits, those departed that are
actually in front of me, I prefer
to talk to them out loud as I would
the living. Then I wait for their
exact reply. This way, it goes past
any subconscious thought I might have,
or even the “Maybe” stage,
to the absolute. When I represent
spirit, I repeat nothing if it is
not EXACTLY what they said. This is
the only way to get accurate account
of what someone deceased has to say
and who could otherwise be misquoted
or misinterpreted. How unfair would
it be to play games with the deceased
who have so few to talk for them in
the living. So, this to me is the
honest approach.
So, back to the imprint of the man
and his dog, we were unable to talk
to him, but other entities, spirits
also show up at the Diamond Springs
Hotel, and we have seen other entities
at the same booth. They show up in
non-flesh form, and some are imprints,
and some are spirits. This particular
entity was a ghost, an imprint, so
strongly ill at the time he was there,
he was able to have our investigators
feel his pain. So here you go. You
can talk to spirits and get an answer.
You can talk to ghosts, but don’t
expect an answer. It will not come,
as the person is not there anymore.
Imprints, or ghosts, to me are more
spooky. They give you more shivers
than actual spirits. When you deal
with spirits, there can usually be
a message involved, or at least they
don’t repeat the same behavior
over and over again. They don’t
ignore you. A typical example of a
ghost is the woman in the Victorian
dress who is consistently seen walking
down the stairs in the old Victorian
house, holding a candle in front of
her. She is not there any longer of
course, and so she does not acknowledge
you, and in fact, on the stairs, walks
right through you. You feel an edge
of cold as she does so. People see
her all the time in the same dress
and doing the same thing in the unending
cycle. Now we ask you, what respectable
woman would wear the same dress through
centuries? Not me, not Shan., and
especially something that ornate in
the summer? Yuck! Well, she didn’t!
What you are seeing is a ghost, an
imprint, a video tape in the time
of when the woman was there. Something
charged happened in her life at that
particular time that makes the energy
easy to access. Isn’t “life”,
er’, “AFTERLIFE”
strange?
There is still so much we don’t
know.
The activity continued to build in
the building that night. Shan and
I were drawn to the bathroom where
we encountered spirits of a man and
woman. She said her name was Mary
and that she wanted to go play cards.
She kept interrupting the man who
was trying to communicate with us.
Clearly she was a control freak, and
use to getting her way. As we let
her pass and walk through (yes THROUGH)
the door, we shrugged and went on
to other places. In the back room
that leads to the outside deck, we
encountered several spirits, and Shannon
went closest to the door with the
FLIR and was able to secure a footprint
on the ground that was not of our
staff. She was able to get a photo
of it. Activity was all around us,
engulfing us really, so much, too
much to catch it all, and through
it all, Mary continued to follow,
annoyed that we were in her space
because she “wanted to play
cards”, clearly poker.
I made the decision to trance some
of our crew to see what was going
on. I have an ability to trance people
through a candle so that their features
take on the features of someone long
gone. I asked my crew if they would
allow an entity from long ago to show
themselves through their faces for
a short period of time. Shannon jumped
at the chance and we placed her with
a microphone in front of a mirror
and I lit a candle so the flame was
directly under her chin. She was an
easy subject, and immediately went
into trance. Her face started to change.
And then the flame went out. Shannon
came out of trance and said “I
did not blow on it, why did it go
out?” I told her “There
is a spirit that does not want us
here and is blowing the flame out.”
She tried again and the flame went
out. We checked the area to be certain
there was no breeze blowing, no air
conditioner or any other reason than
spirit for the flame to be extinguished.
There was none. Shannon tried a third
time and the flame went out. “I
give up” she said.
Next, a male member of our group
gave it a try. He stood up to the
mirror, camera on him, and we lit
the flame. It immediately was blown
out. Again we relit the candle. Again
it went out. He finally gave up also.
Judy Cooper, one of the women on
my crew, is a great healer. I asked
her if she would go up to the mirror
and see if she could talk to the unhappy
entity. We lit the candle one more
time. The entity stopped the games.
She appeared comfortable with our
healer.
“I picked up a woman by the
name of Mary” Judy told the
group, this being recorded the complete
time. The flame remained lit. “I
had encountered her earlier in one
of the back rooms. She looked older
than her years, and weary. I had a
feeling of sadness come over me.”
Judy said. “She (Mary) said
she had lost her son who at the time
was 6 years old and she was not able
to find him.” By looking at
the transformation of Judy’s
face in the mirror to that of the
woman, I could tell the years of sadness
and despair had taken its toll on
her. “I sent healing energy
to her and said a silent prayer.”
Judy said. She seemed to disarm the
woman with kindness and the candle
remained lit. Yes, this face was the
woman we had encountered in the bathroom.
We tried again for an entity in the
mirror with the candle experiment.
The next person on our crew willing
to give it a try was Jennifer Baca,
a seasoned paranormal investigator.
From her own account: “Nancy
Bradley had asked us investigators
if we wouldn’t mind helping
her by allowing the spirits in the
area to be channeled through us. We
all were happy to help & when
my turn came, I jumped at the opportunity!
Having never done this before, I didn’t
quite know what to expect. I was instructed
on how to hold the candle underneath
my chin, being careful, of course,
to not burn myself, while standing
in front of the mirror. Nancy immediately
sensed a spirit wanting to come through
& began coaxing the spirit to
come through me. Almost immediately,
I began seeing my facial structure
changing while I was looking in the
mirror. I could see my jaw becoming
wider, my cheekbones more chiseled,
my eyes began to slant upwards &
I could even see the silhouette of
long, straight dark hair hanging down
past my shoulders. As I was morphing
into the human likeness of this spirit,
I heard another investigator behind
me say that it looked like a Native
American male. Nancy began asking
questions of this male spirit. As
she was asking these questions, what
appeared to be on my face was a stubborn-like
frown. The more Nancy prodded, the
more this young male resisted and
tensed up. When Nancy asked the spirit
to tell her why he wasn’t responding
& why he was being so stubborn,
a grunt came from deep in my throat.
Now, I didn’t make the grunting
sound, but the sound did come from
my throat. Nancy repeated the questions
& again, the spirit grunted. I
could sense that this young, male
spirit still held a deep sense of
pride. Even though Nancy was there
to help him, the feeling that I seemed
to get was that this spirit was too
prideful to admit to needing help.
I believe Nancy & the rest of
the crew sensed that as well. Right
then, I started to see myself changing
again. Nancy saw it too & she
began sensing a feeling of overwhelming
sadness and despair. My facial features
began drooping, deep wrinkles began
to appear, my eyes began to droop
downwards & I could see the silhouette
of wire, gray hair. I knew, in my
mind, that this older spirit that
was appearing through me now was the
same spirit that was in younger form
only moments ago. The sadness &
overwhelming sense of loss came over
me and I felt what this older male
spirit was feeling. Before Nancy even
asked the question of why he was so
sad, I already know. The response
rolled off of the top of my tongue
without any help from me. In a voice
no louder than a strained whisper
he said, ‘My people’.
Nancy & the rest of us knew what
this meant. We knew that this once
proud Native American man had witnessed
the tragedy of the slaying of his
people & may have faced his own
death at the same time. Sensing the
immense despair that this spirit held,
Nancy asked where she could help this
lost soul go & immediately the
response that came from deep within
me was a quick & curt “home”.
Nancy then guided the spirit home
to finally rest.
“After the channeling was done,
the weight that lifted off of my shoulders
was incredible! I had never seen or
felt anything like that before &
to be honest, I was a little shaken
up. I took a short break & headed
outside for some fresh air. Nancy
was very concerned for my emotional
well-being, so she asked Judy to help
me with her healing energy. After
a short session with them, I felt
back to normal.
“When I laid in bed that night
& began thinking about the experiences
that I had gone through, a smile began
to form on my face. The smile seemed
to generate from deep within me…as
if my soul knew that it helped another
soul. Thank you Nancy for this wonderful
experience!!!! “
Shannon and I then ventured to the
upstairs of the Diamond Springs Hotel.
We had planted cameras there for over
an hour and attached them to our downstairs
monitor to see if there was activity
going on in those dim and dusty small
musty smelling rooms. As the monitor
was spewing out orb activity as well
as side swiping lights, (which turned
out to be headlights from passing
cars), Shan and I knew this part of
the building was a gold mine (pun
intended) for spirits, and would need
to be explored as well. As we entered
the outside stairs, we felt overpowered
by a sense of before. It was clear
we were entering a time-warp. At the
top of the stairs we strained to open
the old creaking door to allow ourselves
inside, and asked our camera person
if he would go in first to record
all activity around us. Inside we
could smell the perfume of old, and
there was a sense of musk, wherever
that came from. The current Chef at
the building insisted on coming along
with us, as he wanted to guide us
to one of the tiny rooms that he would
not go into when he came upstairs,
as it made him uncomfortable.
Shan and I started with the room
closest to the door. We saw the form
of what appeared to be a face show
itself and then evaporate in the old
window. Old glass is tricky. Because
of how it was configured, it can often
show strange things, sometimes they
are actual human forms, more often
they are imperfections in the glass.
Knowing this, and our goal as always
to only report truth, we took a photo
and left this room for the second
on the same side. It too was a small
room, and we remarked at how hard
it must have been to reside in such
a small space. The beds could only
have been made for a person no taller
than 5 foot anyone larger would have
to bend their legs in order to fit
in properly. In the corner was a small
closet, really not big enough for
anything but a suitcase. This room
also was full of cobwebs and crates,
chairs long abandoned. Nothing significant
was found in this room either, so
we ventured to the third room on the
same side. THIS was the room the chef
guided us to and said he would not
enter. Shan took the FLIR and walked
the room without incident. I stood
in the room with Bryan Coleman our
cameraman and neither of us felt anything
at that time in the room. Of course
we told the chef this did not mean
there was no entity in this room when
he was there. Spirits move about as
we do, and this seemed to put him
at ease.
We then crossed the hall to the only
bathroom. In the corner stood an entity,
a man, and I called to Bryan to get
the shot. The FLIR immediately went
dead. Spirit drains batteries and
all things electric, this is nothing
new to us, happens all the time. Although
on all investigation we install new
batteries and charge equipment, we
had our photographer Bob take it down
to Robert Reppert, our equipment expert
to check. It immediately rejuvenated
and worked perfectly once downstairs.
Coming back up the stairs, Bob handed
the FLIR to Shannon who was able to
now get activity on the meter. I spoke
with the gentleman spirit in the upstairs
restroom and determined he was not
a ghostly apparition but indeed a
spirit. Shy, and retiring, I recognized
him as a man we had seen downstairs
in the ladies bathroom with a woman
at his side. They, (especially she)
was annoyed we were there as they
wanted to play cards. He was a soft
soul, retiring and shy, it was clear
that Mary ruled him. A man of short
stature, I walked toward him and tried
to measure if we were about the same
size, I am only 5ft 2 in’. He
appeared to be about maybe 2 inches
taller than me, but he appeared uncomfortable
in our presence. We left him to whatever
it was he wanted to do.
However, in the next room we found
spirit gold. There was a little girl,
delightful, and curled up in the closet.
She immediately told us she was playing
with “Fluffy”, and was
not one bit concerned we were there,
actually seemed happy for the company.
At her side was a white/cream colored
curly haired little dog, happy and
wagging his tail. She told me she
was “Hiding from her Mom”,
and it was clear to me the woman who
was her mother was the gal playing
cards, and I did not really like her
as a mother figure. Mary had, before
this child’s birth, lost a son,
and was clearly not interested in
this little girl at all. The child
was playing hide-and-seek, and we
hoped the mother would come looking
for her. Still, I told the little
one that I, as a child, often played
hide-and-seek, and that I would not
give up her location as that would
be unfair. Happy with that explanation
she went on with what she was doing
in the closet.
Next we went to the room on the other
side closest to the door we came in.
I asked the spirits to gather around
Shannon and I, and that we would have
our cameraman take their picture.
I felt a large hand around my waist
and saw others come into the picture.
Shan felt presence also. Bryan took
the photo and we can only wait to
see if the spirits show in the film.
One presence Shan felt was a spider,
and she quickly wanted out of there.
I told her “Shannon, no animal
will attack you when I am with you
as they know how much I love them.”
And then I added…”People,
not so much…” We had learned
through our research that most spirits
prefer, in fact insist on, things
remaining the same. They greatly resist
change and are more comfortable with
the familiar. The spirits are comfortable
here.
On the other side of the upstairs
wall however, it was renovated to
make an office, a small kitchenette,
a bathroom and two bedrooms for some
of the help. The activity was interesting
there, but completely different than
in the part of the upstairs left unchanged.
In this re-done part of the second
story, Amy told us the light on her
desk goes on and off by itself. We
were unable to get it to do that for
us, but we clearly believe her, she
is not one for lies and stupidity.
Back downstairs a waitress told us
she went to open the door to the outside
patio and felt the door “flying
out of my hands,” as if someone
unseen had pulled it from the other
side. The spirits take great pride
in harassing the kitchen help, leaving
water on, dropping dishes, or fooling
with the electricity. The owner has
evidence of spontaneous combustion
in the building. The fire dept. was
called just in time. No earthly reason
for this activity. One morning the
chef, being the first in the door,
was surprised to see a man peeking
out from behind the stove. He could
also see him in the glass door oven.
Upon investigating, there was no earthly
being there. Other kitchen help also
told of seeing this phantom.
Jeri Moser, also a server at the
Diamond Springs Hotel shared her story
with GHOST GIRLS. “This will
clear up some of what happened upstairs
to my husband children and me”
she said. “For two and a half
years we rented the new apartment
upstairs from the restaurant. One
of the cardinal rules written in the
rental contract was that the children
were not to run in the apartment.
Well, one day the previous owner,
Carole Dummett and I were downstairs
and we heard running upstairs. I went
to yell at the kids, but Carole said
she was sure the noise did not come
from the apartment. It was coming
from the empty storage area next to
it, the original part of the upstairs
that GHOST GIRLS had the most activity
in. When she went to investigate,
only to find the door to that storage
unit was still locked. There was no
way my children could have gotten
in there, considering it was locked
from the outside and all. And it was
not just us that heard the running,
but all the employees as well.”
She stopped to compose her thoughts.
“Another time I was in the shower.
I felt a presence get into the tub
with me and put his fingers in my
long brown hair. I though it was my
husband, but when I turned around
to give him a smile, there was no
one there. That was really spooky.”
“Another night, my husband
and I heard crying coming from the
room the old owner “Diamond”
Dan uses as his office. We also heard
what we thought to be a cat or something
knocking things off a metal shelf.
We brought it to Dan’s attention
in the morning, but when he went to
check, nothing was amiss.
“We moved out a few months
after that, and because I was often
the last to leave in the evening after
my shift, I looked up at the upstairs
windows as I got into my car. The
light was on in Dan’s old office.
It was off in the morning when the
next shift came in.” she told
us, “Because I inquired about
it. Several days later, a couple came
in and asked me who was living upstairs
now. They had seen the light in the
old office and the apartment on several
nights in a row.” There is no
one living upstairs at the hotel now,
and certainly Dan was not in the office.”
It was deemed no one was upstairs.
At least no one living…and,
the new owner Amy is having the same
trouble at her desk in the upstairs
office. Unseen hands…causing
unseen chaos!
Sherry Alicea, another server at
the Diamond Springs Hotel shared her
story with us. “There was an
evening as I was closing up for the
night that was very strange. All of
the customers were out of the restaurant,
and the few lingering were on the
deck. I had just come in through the
kitchen area and was startled as I
entered the dining room. It was misty,
the whole room was covered in fog.
It was the most remarkable thing I
have ever seen.” She pointed
to the direction of the vortex. “I
do stumble a lot over there,”
she told us. “Seems like something
is always in my way.” I was
able to tell her that the ‘fog’
was ectoplasm, which is what ghosts
and spirits are made of, and when
you have a large number of deceased
around, in ghost or spirit form, it
appears to be foggy.
What would seem natural, but unfortunately
absent, in any sightings of entities
associated with the crematorium formerly
down the road. It is those legendary
rowdy miners of the era and their
friends who continue to thrive among
the living and make themselves at
home in the Diamond Springs Hotel.
None of the owners see any reason,
as yet, to have them removed.
It was not to many years ago that
our office received a call from former
owners of the Diamond Springs Hotel,
Dan and Carole. They maintained a
surveillance camera on the property
at all times. That day, when they
checked the tape of the previous night,
they found strange happenings outside
on the deck. The locked gate had swung
open without the aid of human hands.
The tape showed it stayed open for
several minutes and then closed again.
It the morning, Dan and Carole checked,
and sure enough, the gate was locked.
Dan and Carole had the only keys.
On review of the tape, we could see
this phenomena took place at about
3:00 a.m. in the dark of night.
In was a summer adventure not long
ago that I and my paranormal organization,
GOLD RUSH GHOSTS PARANORMAL INVESTIGATIONS
was commissioned by Eruptor Entertainment
from Los Angeles to take them to the
most haunted places in the Gold Rush
country. They wanted to see me at
work and to get my work on film. When
we approached the Diamond Springs
Hotel, their heat and electrical meters
went off the charts. Spirit wands
showed great activity as well. By
now the crew of Eruptor had become,
and still remain, like family to myself
and my husband Robert. They are dear
friends. Adam Robitel, Michael Werckle,
Victor Ortado, and the others were
in for a special treat at the Diamond
Springs Hotel. It proved to be one
of the most uncanny examples of ghost
and spirit activity on our tour. Of
course we were given a special tour
by the owners of a little known cemetery
to observe the old tombstones nearby.
Always accommodating, the Diamond
Springs Hotel had them leave with
more than they were looking for.
For all the ghosts that run through
the Diamond Springs Hotel, it remains
one of the coziest places in El Dorado
County.
A few weeks ago, Diamond Amy left
the building to pick up her two young
boys at soccer practice. She drove
back to the Diamond Springs Hotel
with them in toe. Walking through
the restaurant, she made a few stops
to talk to the patrons. Soon the boys
tired of that and ran on ahead. One
woman in a booth, eating her lunch
said to Amy “What lovely kids
you have, all THREE of them.”
Amy responded “Thank you,
but I only have TWO children, both
those boys you just saw with me.”
Startled the woman said “Well,
who was the little blond girl with
your boys?”
Confused, Amy stated, “What
little girl, there was no little girl
with my boys!”
The woman looked at her “Well,
you walked in here with three kids!”
she said.
Clearly the little girl was the spirit
we encountered in the closet upstairs
playing hide-and-seek and cuddling
her little dog.
“We have learned to take what
happens in stride” Amy said.
“Everyone is welcome here”.
I assume she means the paying customers
and the others as well.”
Today the sign outside reads: DIAMOND
SPRINGS HOTEL, GOOD EATS, NO ROOMS.
BET ME!
Shannon and I made one more swipe
at the upstairs rooms before we decided
to call it a night. It had been a
very productive investigation. On
the way down the stairs Shannon said:
“Damn it Nancy, I have sweat
running down my ^(^&%^$%!!!!”
Undaunted I replied “Well Pickles,
I TOLD you to wear a thong!”
And so off we went arm and arm into
the sunset/er/night air. Just another
ghostly adventure with GHOST GIRLS,
as only GHOST GIRLS can!
About Nancy Bradley
THE CELEBRITIES PSYCHIC/LIFE COACH
NANCY BRADLEY for TELEVISION, RADIO,
PRINT, EMAIL, etc.
As seen on TELEVISION INTERNATIONALLY,
THE TRAVEL CHANNEL'S HAUNTED HOTEL
SERIES, FOX, DISCOVERY, KMAX (GOOD
DAY SACRAMENTO # 31, ~second Friday
morning of every month) and recently
featured with a 6 page color spread
in SACRAMENTO MAGAZINE, HAUNTED AMERICA
TIMES, and many other magazines and
newspapers, as well as a polished
popular radio guest, NANCY is one
of the foremost leaders in the world
of the paranormal today. Besides being
a popular guest on TV and RADIO, she
also has two of her own television
shows, "THE PSYCHIC HOUR WITH
NANCY BRADLEY" and "INVESTIGATING
THE UNKNOWN WITH GOLD RUSH GHOSTS
PARANORMAL INVESTIGATIONS." NANCY
teaches a Friday night Psychic Development
Class, and give Psychic and Life Path
Seminars across the world where she
helps people to be happy and achieve
their wants and goals. She is the
author of three best sellers, "Incredible
World of Gold Rush Ghosts the Big
Picture" ( in its 4th printing,
it is about the many uncanny accounts
of ghosts and spirits in the Gold
Rush Country of California) and "The
World According to Nancy", which
is considered the foremost book on
personal psychic development on the
market. Her third book is "Bizarre
& Ghostly Tales for the Campfire."
NANCY has been appointed to a governing
committee to expose phony psychics
and their practices, and to put regulations
on those that wish to be in the business,
something that is well over due. "If
you hear a psychic badmouthing me"
BRADLEY says smiling, "You can
be relatively sure that we have either
exposed them as a fraud, or they are
guilty and afraid we are about to."
NANCY is considered the finest Psychic,
Healer, Life Coach and Counselor around,
and yet her goal is to keep her prices
affordable to everyone, which is why
it sometimes takes months to get an
appointment with her unless you have
an immediate need for which she will
make special accommodations. A great
animal lover, NANCY tithes all events
where animals are concerned, and runs
her own animal rescue as well, (The
BANDIT/BEARDOG RESCUE) named after
two of her beloved dogs. The organization
raises funds to help animals of abuse
and abandonment. NANCY has an extremely
large Celebrity following and that
is why she is called the CELEBRITIES
PSYCHIC. Although she will not out
of integrity release the names of
any of her clients, she is willing
to discuss her work with other celebrities
to benefit and save animals during
disasters. NANCY gives tirelessly
to people in stress and charities,
as well as working with police and
families that are victims of crimes
around the world. This is the 16th
year that NANCY has been honored by
being listed as one of the top ten
psychics in the world. Her husband
ROBERT REPPERT is a noted Hypnotist
specializing in pain management and
addiction, and he founded and runs
GOLD RUSH GHOSTS PARANORMAL INVESTIGATIONS,
the original, largest, and oldest,
paranormal investigative organization
in the U.S., where they maintain over
one million dollars worth of the most
up to date, state-of-the-art paranormal
equipment in the world. They are called
on to go all over the world to investigate
the strange and unknown. Together
they run TRUTH CENTER where only TRUTH
IN PSYCHIC WORK IS ACCEPTED. NANCY
conducts Psychic Home Parties and
Ghost Tours as well. Besides all of
the above and doing at least 12 Reading
and Past Life Regressions most days,
NANCY is currently involved in a pilot
for National Television.
www.nancybradley.org
www.nancybradley.org
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