Experience description:

On Thanksgiving, 1976, I began working at WHRS-FM, in Boynton Beach. That was the forerunner to what became WXEL-FM/TV a bit later.

I started working late night, and alone there. I had many years of Radio Broadcasting. I had been subjected to most of the weird things in Broadcasting by then, but not what happened at WHRS-FM......

At night, I started hearing footsteps, saw doors open and close, odd noises, etc. as I worked alone. After a few weeks, I asked John, the GM about if anyone had heard and seen such things. He said "YES! We have accepted the fact that the Ghost or Spirit or Soul of Beverly haunts this building." This "building" is where we shared the building with the School Board.

The years went on. I had my obligations in Nicaragua, and in my absence, those who replaced me refused to work at night because of what I described, above. So, the GM had a real PROBLEM staffing at night while I was away.

On 29 December 1972, Eastern Airlines Flight 401 crashed into the Everglades, West of MIA. This would play an important role in my own Ghost at South Congress.

The footfalls, noises, sounds,  open and closing doors continued, especially on the first floor at South Congress. FM moved to that first floor, and I was made Ops. Mgr. and still worked at night, because NO ONE ELSE, WOULD.

One late afternoon, the building was empty at 5PM- except for me and the Program Director who was waiting for his wife to pick him up. He sat on a table by the front door (it faces East). The table was used for mail bags. I was talking to the PD, "Bill," when suddenly we heard a woman's SOBBING and WAILING voice. It came from the Bathrooms in back of us-about 20 feet away and around a corner from where Bill and I were talking. I told him I'd best see what's wrong. Bill, a chicken of the first order said- "STANLEY! DON'T GET INVOLVED!"

The SOBBING and WAILING continued, until I told him- "I CAN'T LET THIS WOMAN GO ON LIKE THIS! I'M GOING TO SEE WHAT'S WRONG!"

Bill stayed sitting on the table by the front door, as I quickly walked to the Ladies Room- where I could see Bill, 20 ft. away, to left-front and the Ladies Room door close by to my right-front. The SOBBING/WAILING continued until I asked- "MA'AM- ARE YOU ALRIGHT/ WHAT'S WRONG?!"

The SOBBING/WAILING STOPPED. Bill's face was SCARED as he said- "STANLEY! BE CAREFUL!" I knocked on the door. Nothing. I gently pushed on the door and it wasn't locked. As the door opened at my push, the interior revealed-

NOTHING. NO ONE WAS THERE.

Bill asked what was wrong with her- I asked him to come to where I was- he HESITATED, but came over. He saw what I saw- NOTHING. Just then, Bill's wife drove up, and as Bill rushed to the front door and "safety,"
he said- "STANLEY! IF ANYONE EVER ASKS ME ABOUT THIS, I'LL DENY IT!"

As a couple of years went by, the noises kept up. Finally, I contacted an Author friend of mine- John (who wrote the book: "THE GHOST OF FLIGHT 401") and asked him what should I do? The Apparitions of The Captain and Flight Engineer were appearing on Eastern L-1011 plane # N318EA. The plane that crashed was plane # N310EA. I own these two N-Numbers with the FAA, and 22 other N-Numbers, by the way.

John said to pick a time and date and use Holy Water to try and Exorcize the building at South Congress. I decided to choose 8:01PM on Friday 13 October 1978.

I sprinkled Holy Water around the building, telling NO ONE WHAT I HAD INTENDED TO DO, NOR THAT I DID IT, ONCE COMPLETED.

I expected "roaring winds, screams, etc., etc" as I Exorcized the building and the Ladies Room where I and my frightened co-worker, Bill, heard the woman's SOBS and WAILING earlier by a couple months.

Nothing happened. As I wrote, above, I told NO ONE so that no one would claim anything. For ALMOST SIX MONTHS, no noises, sobs, wailing, crying, open/closing doors, etc. happened. People could not believe that it all stopped. They asked me if it continued. I told them the truth- NO "Haunted sounds, or anything of the sort." Then, those six months almost passed by when- IT ALL CAME BACK- THE SOBBING, THE CRIES, THE OPEN/CLOSING DOORS......

It went on, and when we left for our new building the noises, etc., etc. continued to STAY at South Congress. As late as the New Century until around 2005 or so, it went on. I had no one else to ask, since no one from the "old gang" worked there- retirement, etc.

I had asked about Beverly and WHO she was- well before Bill and I heard the sounds in the bathroom at 505. The story, as told to me by the GM was this: Beverly had been a Teacher. They transferred her from a teaching position to an office job at
South Congress. The story goes that she would 'collar" a co-worker and tell sad stories of her Life, often crying and sobbing in that very bathroom downstairs where Bill and I had our event at the Ladies Room.
Beverly was fired for the personal problems she had taken to work with her. She moved to NC, and committed SUICIDE shortly thereafter. That's when the "HAUNTINGS" began at South Congress. I arrived there in '76, as I wrote.