are some human beings who are dimly aware of their own deaths, yet have chosen
to stay on in what used to be their homes, to be close to surroundings they
once held dear. --Hans Holzer
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"The earliest documented ghost at the Whaley House is "Yankee Jim." James (aka Santiago) Robinson was convicted of attempted grand larceny in San Diego in 1852, and hanged on a gallows off the back of a wagon on the site where the house now stands. The local newspaper reported that he "kept his feet in the wagon as long as possible, but was finally pulled off. He swung back and forth like a pendulum until he strangled to death." Although Thomas Whaley had been a spectator at the execution, he did not let it disuade him from buying the property a few years later and building a home for his family there. According to the San Diego Union, "soon after the couple and their children moved in, heavy footsteps were heard moving about the house. Whaley described them as sounding as though they were made by the boots of a large man. Finally he came to the conclusion that these unexplained footfalls were made by Yankee Jim Robinson." Another source states that Lillian Whaley, the Whaleys' youngest daughter who lived in the house until 1953, "had been convinced the ghost of "Yankee Jim" haunted the Old House." A visitor to the museum in 1962 mentioned that "the ghost had driven her family from their visit there more than 60 years [earlier], her mother was unnerved by the phantom walking noise and the strange way the windows unlatched and flew up."
Personal Story: I happen to have had a personal ghostly experience in the Whaley House when I was a child and would love to share it. These days all of the rooms are glassed off so you can’t go inside them. Well, when I was a kid there was just a rope keeping you from going in the rooms, and well, that wasn't going to stop me from going in!
In one of the rooms I went
in I remember extremely vividly looking in a long mirror and seeing behind me a
young boy (about 5 yrs. old) in a 19th century-style outfit. He had suspenders,
a paperboy hat, knee highs, etc. He was talking to a beautiful lady who
actually kept looking at me through the mirror and giving me a mischevious
smile. She didn't seem evil, but devious. The weird thing about her was that
she was all green! I mean green face, clothes, hair, etc. I wasn't scared
though. I was intrigued. I heard people coming up the stairs and I
instinctively turned to see who it was. The little boy and lady were nowhere to
be seen when I looked behind me & when I turned back to look in the mirror,
the only person looking at me was my own reflection. The ghostly pair had
vanished. It was an amazing experience. At such a young age, when my
imagination was still going full-force, it was impossible for me to fully wrap
this experience around my head. Regardless though, it has remained vividly in
my memory ever since.
Until last night, the only mention I have ever heard or read about a green lady in the Whaley House was in a book I was thumbing through about 8 years back in Old Town. It briefly mentioned a green female spirit that haunts Old Town accompanied with a cheesy illustration of a green ghost woman. I've been kicking myself in the ass ever since for not at least writing down the title and author of that book.
Fast forward to October 31st, 2010. I went to Old Town that night and there was a group of ghost hunters there advertising their group and putting together haunted tours of the Whaley House. I decided to talk to them about my experience and get their take on it. To my surprise, they were actually very interested in my story and believed me (unlike most people). One of the ladies asked if I would look at some of the female ghosts they were able to capture on camera there and of course, I naturally agreed.
The first photo was of Anna Whaley, the mother. I immediately said no and that she wasn't the lady I saw. She then showed me a second ghostly photo of a female (I can't remember who she said that woman was). Again, no. I explained that she looked to be in her twenties and was beautiful. They both said at the same time “Violet”. They then showed me a ghost photo of Violet, the daughter who committed suicide there. Immediately I knew it was her. They then both got really excited when they realized that Violet had been seen with a green orb around her numerous times and was, in fact, associated with that color. I cannot tell you how excited I was to not only put a face and name to the female ghost that I had seen, but to also have people believe me and give me props for seeing her!!
Since I learned that the female ghost I saw was Violet Whaley, I began reading up on the Whaley family more. I then learned that a young girl was rumored to haunt the house, but a psychic ghost-hunting group who frequents this place all agreed that there is no spirit of a young girl there but instead of a young boy. That too would go right along with the little boy I saw there! This is all so exciting for me!
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