tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post1456960818511471331..comments2024-02-11T11:02:03.105-08:00Comments on Weird Fresno: The ghosts of Springville InnMichaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619208752908517226noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post-40422313094593592732021-09-18T11:51:44.099-07:002021-09-18T11:51:44.099-07:00The Springville Inn. I worked at the Inn a couple ...The Springville Inn. I worked at the Inn a couple different times, as a dishwasher when I was youngster (teenager) and later as a cook/chef. I also spent many hours after work in the hotel. Living in Springville also meant going to the bar and dances as a young man. <br />My first experience with something I couldn’t explain was with the dumb waiter. It was located in the kitchen (downstairs) and went upstairs to a room set up as a prep room for upstair events. This upstairs room also had an area for employees to change into work attire. It was during one of my first nights working as a dishwasher, we had already closed up for the night and I was upstairs changing my clothes when I heard the dumb waiter start moving, I had already checked to make sure it was downstairs for the night. I immediately went over to the dumb waiter and it was still down stairs.while I was looking down the shaft I felt a surreal twist in perception. I heard distant music and laughter I also felt the presence of a hand on my back, seemingly trying to push me into the shaft, although it had no real force. A couple nights later, I was downstairs waiting for the dumb waiter to come down, we had had a diner party upstairs and the dumb waiter was loaded with dishes. As I looked up to see the progress of the slow moving waiter, two plates fell out and down the shaft they came, missing my head by mere inches. All the dishes where stacked and in buss bins. How they fell out at the exact moment I looked was a little disturbing. Another time I was waiting for it to come down, my fellow dishwasher was upstairs loading it and I was downstairs unloading. As I was waiting for it to come down I felt my body being grabbed by something not there and felt it trying to push me into the shaft so that the dumb waiter would smash me when it came to a stop. I had other incidents with this machine over the years that I worked at the Springville Inn similar to this but I never saw anything or anyone.<br />The upstairs had the prep area room, this room had a door with glass in it so you could see if someone was on the other side coming out, it was after a long night of work that I was going into this room to change into my regular clothes that I saw her the first time. She was blonde and although I couldn’t make out any discernible facial features, she had the aura of attractive. I must admit this scared me more than my first scares with the dumb waiter. Only the owner, and myself where in the building, I saw her a couple different times upstairs and on the old staircase. I saw here once during a dance upstairs when I wasn’t working. Approximately 80+ people where upstairs dancing and carrying on when I saw her dancing by herself in the corner by the door into the prep area. She was mainly twirling around and then would do a bouncy step step and back into a twirl. I asked my friend if they saw her and they didn’t. <br />The old staircase was nothing special unless you felt like someone was pushing you down them or trying to trip you so that you could fall down them. Also sometimes you could feel hot air on your neck like someone was breathing on you.<br />The old walk-in refrigerator was also weird, it almost always felt like someone was in there with you. Many times I’ve seen fellow employees come out deathly white, some not saying anything but quit right on the spot to others saying they where molested by someone they couldn’t see. I personally never felt molested but I was locked in there a few times with what seemed like someone else in there with me. Lights would flicker and beating on the door was only heard by the dishwasher if they where nearby. Every time this happened, the door was not actually locked. People opening the door would look confused as you said it was locked, and them stating it was open and unlocked. I found this to be the scariest area in the restaurant.J Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09614532690093986666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post-40525060466061079732018-05-26T19:04:48.830-07:002018-05-26T19:04:48.830-07:00I lived in Springville from 1980 to 2001. I myself...I lived in Springville from 1980 to 2001. I myself have felt an unseen hand brush my lower leg in an upward motion and lifting the hem of my dress on the staircase in the rear of the hotel. I've also heard and seen female guests commenting on someone doing the same to them.Marcie Brunellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post-28419317371058737122016-09-10T08:25:18.089-07:002016-09-10T08:25:18.089-07:00I rented in Springville for a year. Its a very ni...I rented in Springville for a year. Its a very nice community. It's a Ghost town by 6pm. Would love the town as a retirement stay. ReL close by the river too great for the summer. I worked swings. I use to for a good river dipping almost every day before going to work.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post-62088016573452314232011-11-10T22:43:14.757-08:002011-11-10T22:43:14.757-08:00I use to work at the inn quite a while ago. One th...I use to work at the inn quite a while ago. One thing for sure there is no little girl. The young man is very, very active. He hangs out in the bar and runs up and down the stairs, which to some people can be nerve wracking but when you've worked there for so long will get annoying. I never ran into the woman, but a dishwasher quit after seeing her up stairs. Now for the old man, yes he's active, but is he nice? NO! He hid the lock to the walk in so many times, pushed barstools down up stairs, broke glass, knocked inside the walk in to where you think you locked in someone, and attempted to push not only me but a fellow co-worker down the stairs. The young guy, you get a great vibe from him. The old man, once you sense him you feel like just quitting on the spot it's that bad. So here is whats up with the inn, just giving you guys an inside look from a former employee. FYI theyre 20 times more active in the mornings and afternoons.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194877593098306762.post-3913871282740989862009-07-08T15:29:06.874-07:002009-07-08T15:29:06.874-07:00I'm intrigued to say the least. I love stuff ...I'm intrigued to say the least. I love stuff like this. Nice story. Made me want to visit.Chris Hangslebenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04615027250310123635noreply@blogger.com