Can A Ghost Get You

Jefferson Texas was a major river port to the West for products and immigrants. Jefferson was named after President Thomas Jefferson. It is located in northeast Texas in the Cypress Valley.

In it’s Golden Era it became a major steamboat port from 1845 to 1875. It became a cosmopolitan town like most port cities with a confluence of cultures and businesses. During this period it very much resembled New Orleans yet the homes were mainly of Greek revival design. In the late 1800s the Army Corp of Engineers dammed up the bayou to create a more suitable water source. Jefferson lost it’s river traffic and Jefferson’s better days were behind her. However, many of the mid-nineteenth century homes and buildings on the Historical Registry remain.


Today Jefferson Texas is a small yet busy little country town. Its the pride of Marion County.  There are countless festivals and events every weekend, it is loaded with very cool antique shops, a general store that is a must see with an old fashion ice cream counter. A museum open to delight most anyone, Steam Engine Locomotive trips, Riverboat trips, Ghost Tours on the weekends. And yes, if you dare. The world famous “The Very Haunted Jefferson Hotel!”

The Jefferson Hotel

Are you brave enough to stay here overnight on you next  family vacation. There are plenty of folks willing to do just that.

At a time when steamboats overloaded the waterways from New Orleans to get here, it was nearly impossible to get a room at The Jefferson Hotel. Last minute travelers were out of luck. Although it was for a time “The Hangout” for the wealthy, for this period in time it was a very affordable option for a hotel stay. You would find factory workers and farmers, vacationing families with small children rubbing elbows with the very rich and famous. This must have added to the charm and popularity.  For a brief stint after the damm was erected it was used to store hay. At the turn of the twentieth century however it was transformed back into a hotel and has served as a haven for weary travelers since that time.

Its very easy to get lost in time inside it’s old creaky piers and beams. One can almost imagine the sounds of petticoats whisking by, the faint sound of a ragtime piano, children playing, the scent of cigars as  stately gentlemen and common men played poker in the saloon.  And of course the countless stories and tales from the guests about its hauntings.


I visited with my 10 year old son and I must say it was definitely an experience. The staff will not stay there after dark, they give you a card with the door code on it so you can let yourself in and out. How creepy is that. We may have been the only ones there that night as you can see by our truck parked out front.

As we were about to go upstairs my son stood in a frozen trance and said “Dad, what is that?” Yes it was a ghost,  I told him to stay put,  I ran up the stairs..

Thanks to my paranormal defense training I was able take out a few of them.

This all started with Elizabeth Montgomery, She was a guest that hung herself in the hotel in the 1870s. She was a bride that was stood up on her wedding day. She hung herself from the 12 foot bed post that is currently in Room 19.  Local historians think that she probably was pregnant.  might 


Is any of this true, Historians actually found an old newspaper paper about the entire ordeal. . It is a true story. It happened on April 14, 1912.  If that date sounds familiar there’s a good reason it’s the same day the Titanic sank..

There are children’s ghosts as well .They like the lower floors. They are said to be pesky practical jokers. They like to move objects around and so guests bring toys for them to play with.  Some people say they have actually witnessed  the children running around the hotel’s corridors.

The  manager after hearing from a guest that claim they saw the children, says, she always would ask back “what did they look like.” the answer is always the same. It’s a little girl and little boy, about 7 to 8 years old. They always describe her as wearing the pinafore, white leotard and black high-top button boots. They say he has on knee britches. 

There is apparently another ghost residing there, guests have reported seeing is a man. It is a tall man wearing a long duster-type jacket with his pants tucked inside his boots. He is seen walking down the hall. He will turn and walk left to turn into a room, (but) when you go to look in the doorway, the room is completely empty. The hotel encourages the tales and for its guests to write about their stay in journals supplied at the front desk.

Not all guests enjoy their brush with the supernatural, people have left in the middle of the night or sleep on the couch on the lobby.  Would you stay!

The Excelsior House Hotel is right across the street and has a few haunting stories of it’s own. There is a link below with a few more options.






Funny name, I know, but a beautiful place. Uncertain Texas is a twenty minute drive east from Jefferson. It sits on the banks of Caddo Lake, which separates the boarders of Louisiana and Texas. Cyprus trees hang over the shores as a cool gulf breeze blows over the water. It is truly a mystical place. The cabins are on the shores and can accommodate a romantic number two up to a party time thirty-six, and so affordable. Go gator spotting, enjoy the wildlife or catch some trophy sized bass. Its all there just waiting for you and the family.
Time For A Smile
A woman was leaving a cafetaria with her morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long black hearse followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her were 200 women walking single file. The woman couldn’t stand the curiosity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said, “I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I’ve never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?” The woman replied, “Well, that first hearse is for my husband.” “What happened to him?” The woman replied, “My dog attacked and killed him.” She inquired further, “Well, who is in the second hearse?” The woman answered, “My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my husband when the dog turned on her.” A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two women. “Can I borrow the dog?” “Get in line!”
Happy Travels!


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