The Ghosts of Roscoe

Thursday, October 18, 2018
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Photo by Eleanor Guerrero
The Grizzly Bar’s former proprietor may occasionally stroll the length of the bar looking out for the place.

By Eleanor Guerrero

CCN Senior Reporter

 

There is a slight overhang to the trees as the river rushes by opposite the Grizzly Bar in Roscoe. After going past the giant carved troll and onto the main street, the road dead ends just beyond it then elbows to the right to the East Rosebud. The Grizzly Bar has lots of atmosphere, a welcoming place to dine or drink at the bar, but for some former workers there at night, it becomes another place entirely. 

“You’re working, and there are just these strange sounds,” said one man as he looked at his friend at the bar. His friend nodded and looked down at his beer. When asked to explain the sounds, he didn’t really want to talk about it. 

The friend, also a former employee, cap pulled low, finally volunteered, “Lights go on and off in the men’s room. You put them off, and later, they’re back on.” 

That still didn’t explain the sounds. A group of men from Tennessee, thirsty after a day spent horseback riding, had shuffled in and were at the other end of the bar. When they heard the subject was ghosts one said, “We just passed a house nearby and I saw a doll stuck on a door.” He had taken a small picture. It looked like the doll had some dark liquid trickling down the front of her forehead. 

“Creepy!” someone said. “Yes! Creepy!” he exclaimed, looking justified at his friends. They wanted to know what the former employees had seen or heard. 

The first former employee said, “Well, there are different sounds… Footsteps!” When asked where, he gestured with his arm up and down the length of the old wooden floor in front of the bar. “What does it sound like?” someone asked. “Like someone walking back and forth,” he replied. 

When directed to ask a woman in a back room playing on a machine who apparently knew more, she said, “Don’t get me into this. I don’t know anything!”

The original man finally described what else he knew. “There were always these sounds way in the back room. You know,” he motioned his friend again, “noises like a door opening.” A front door?, he was asked. “No, we have a door in the back there and it makes that sound. Sometimes, when we were working here all alone we’d hear that door open and close.” The other man nodded. 

Did he have any guesses about who it might be? “Yes, I do,” he replied. His friend now had his head up and was listening intently. “I have a feeling it’s the former owner, a man, who is just checking out the place. Still walking around.” Looking up shyly from his cap, the friend nodded. 

So know that when you go to old places this Hallow’s Eve, you should not only look out for all the excited people bustling around in their costumes and glitter, but for those you can’t see who may be just as busy on the next plane, making sure things are being run right, or just happy to be back in their old familiar places watching others live their lives. Maybe order one a beer and tip your cap.

 

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