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the Saloon for Photos & EVP!

Brownsville
Saloon
419 Main Street
Brownsville, OR
(No website yet- the owner will
let us know when she has one)
Directions
to Brownsville:
Take I-5 North to Exit 216; go east on Hwy 228. When you see
the "Dari-Mart" on your left, turn left (North) and go over the big
green bridge.
For more information
on historic Brownsville, please visit the following website:
http://www.brownsvilleoregon.org/
Special
thanks to Whitney Ware for providing the following historical information:
Welcome to Brownsville! Brownsville is one of the oldest towns in Oregon State,
settled in 1846. (Betchya didn't know that.) Their economy revolved around logging
and the town's woolen mills. Portions of the film "Stand By Me" were
filmed in the town of Brownsville. Actor Sam Elliott and his wife, actress Katharine
Ross (you remember her- from the original Stepford Wives?) also live in Brownsville.
Apparently the ladies at the Bank are quite excited when Mr. Elliott comes into
town to do business. (Betchya didn't know that one either).
In
Brownsville, owning a llama is no big deal, no one commits a serious crime if
they want to remain living there, everyone knows their neighbors, visitors will
get a friendly wave and a smile when they drive down the street, once in a while
a bear comes into the town looking for treats, your neighbors chicken may roost
in your garage but just say the word and they'll come and get her (you can keep
the eggs),and the phrase "Gonna visit up North" means someone is driving
into Portland.*
An
entire block of businesses including the current site of the Brownsville Saloon
was burned to the ground in 1935. The legend is that a woman had poisoned her
husband with rat poison and then was seeking to destroy the purchase records from
the business she had purchased it from.
The
Saloon itself was renovated from an old Confectionary Store into a Saloon in 1945-46.
There are local regulars who frequent the Saloon today who were patrons back when
it originally opened.
There
have been many stories of the Saloon being haunted over the years, although many
of the previous owners and long-time patrons don't believe it.
There
have been no deaths or murders recorded at the Saloon - being such a close-knit
and small town, if there had been anything to happen here, they'd still be talking
about it.
The current
owner requested a ghost investigation due to unsettled and uneasy feelings she
has encountered while alone in the building. Other than "sensing" presences,
there have only been a few experiences that could be considered paranormal such
as the following:
The staff is unable to keep a mirror hung in the kitchen
area; every mirror hung there has fallen off the wall while no one was present,
an employee watched a cup appearing to be flung off of a counter, and witnesses
outside the Saloon after hours said they saw a man in a long
black coat and black hat**
walk out of the Saloon and then cross the street before disappearing completely
through the walls of the Pioneer Antique Store. Another local patron, who attests
to psychic abilities, claims to have seen the apparition of this "man in
black" in the Saloon itself.
Following
our investigation, there were two more experiences- a lit candle was caught just
in time as it was teetering on the edge of a counter as if someone was getting
ready to let it drop. Also, that same night after the Saloon had closed and everything
had been turned down for the night, the owner felt a heat emanating from the kitchen
area, and upon inspection was shocked to find that one of the grill burners had
been turned back up on HIGH all on its own.
There
were 3 ghostly presences that I picked up on at this Saloon upon our arrival.
There was what appeared to be an unstable, bordering on emotionally abusive man
whose facial expressions appeared drawn and hardworking (dirty faced from mining?
Lumber? Woolen Mill?). This man considered himself in control of the place and
has felt like this for quite some time. Up until recently, he hasn't had any problems
with the owners- they have all been men. Keep in mind that now he has to deal
with a woman in charge of the establishment- something that someone of his brain
caliper cannot fathom.
Following
him around like a little lost puppy was an unattractive, brown haired, mousy little
stock of a woman, whom I found out later, was at one time a regular patron of
the Saloon named "Rose". (Note: A previous owner had made a comment
about "Rose" about her apparent ugliness but I cannot remember the exact
phrase.)
Also in "existence"
here is another woman, older than the other 2, who considers herself a REBEL-
a WILD woman, a person who would do some "crazy" things during her heyday,
was never anybody's fool and did what she wanted (and with WHOM), and who still
loves being in the Saloon. This entity also came up in conversations later with
the current owner, who was not surprised to hear this- a woman matching this description,
named Cora, was also another past patron of this favorite neighborhood watering
hole and was just as wild 'n crazy as they come.
So
you've got 3 entities here- two of them palling around together, while "Wild
Woman" Cora keeps to herself, ignoring the other 2, and just doing her own
thing. "Wild Woman" Cora ( Or "Crazy Cora" as she used to
be called), is still very much enjoying herself and has absolutely no intention
of leaving. Our presence here did not bother nor concern her- the only reaction
I ever saw from her was when she was watching the exchanges between our group
and the other 2 entities, which I could tell she felt were a couple of "problems,"
and would be very happy if they'd just leave.
To
make a long story short "Rose" expressed interest in leaving her ghostly
inhabitance. She had been the one previously knocking the mirrors off of the walls-
still hating the way she looks. I informed her she could be beautiful forever,
and that she didn't need to be like this any more. I felt that he was forcibly
keeping her with him- all the while telling her things that certain men do when
they want to keep their women down. Things like, "Nobody would ever love
you like I do," and reiterating the fact that she was un-pretty and that
he would "take care of her even though she wasn't really his type,"
etc. You understand the type of wording and the emotionally abusive control that
I'm trying to describe here.
The
thought of being beautiful intrigued Rose to no end. She was still extremely upset
about her looks. She knew she was ugly, but this awareness could also make her
appear to be very vain. To be beautiful was something that seemed unattainable
and impossible for her to imagine, although she wanted beauty more than anything.
She would have died for the opportunity to be beautiful. So, pretty much immediately
after I told her this, she drifted away from the man and began to shyly creep
around the tavern, following us around and listening. My whole goal was to get
her away from him so I could convince her that things could be better for her.
I also smudged/blessed the establishment- this helped calm Rose down and her interest
was peaked even higher- however, this also helped set the man off into a tizzy.
Eventually I talked
Rose into leaving, and as she was doing so, the man, whose name I have never gotten,
went into a rage. She was his meal ticket- pretty much his mousy little minion
who helped build up his ego, and allowed him to feel controlling and powerful.
Now that she was leaving, he didn't know what to do. He blamed another man in
our group of "turning against him," as well as acting out in tantrum
like ways- - shifting physical objects in 2 different rooms (which our group audibly
heard), and cussing at us while he was being picked up by the EMF meter, turning
around and taunting us yelling,"Come and chase me,
motherf**kers!" After this performance he went outside to the
back area of the Saloon and began pacing and screaming at no one in particular-
feeling betrayed, angry, and alone.
When
we left the Saloon, he was standing at the corner in front of the Hardware Store,
glaring at all of us, but mostly me. Now that Rose had decided to leave, my assumption
was that he would eventually become too frustrated to have lost control (and his
number one fan), and that he would move on and go somewhere else- hopefully even
pass over.
By the middle
of the week, I began to feel that this assumption had probably come true.
"Crazy
Cora" will be the only entity still partying for eternity in the Brownsville
Saloon,and she is more than welcome to stay by the owner and her employees. Cora
pretty much keeps to herself anyway as she doesn't like anybody to tell her what
to do or when to go.
The
Brownsville Saloon is a friendly, low key, neighborhood tavern, with very
good food. They have lottery games inside,
as well as a few pool tables. Ask the bartender for her special "Tuaca"
drink - it's yummy good! :) Please don't bother the owner or employees of this
busy tavern to ask for a tour of the place, although I'm sure she'd be more than
happy to talk about her ghostly experiences with you.
Other
interesting and historic places to visit in Brownsville are a most wonderful historical
museum on the corner of Main street and Park avenue, and don't forget to take
the weekend tour of the Moyer House, a beautiful 1881 villa-style home, located
across the street (no, it's not haunted, but it's really neat inside)! Awesome
Oregon history - awesome stuff!
For more
information on historic Brownsville, please visit the following website:
http://www.brownsvilleoregon.org/
*Excerpts
from "How
I Know I Live in Brownsville" by Paul Smith, the Librarian of Brownsville's
Public Library and printed in The Times No. 19-2003.
**This
sounds more like a sighting of the "Gatekeeper" making his rounds than
it does a ghost. The "Gatekeeper" may have been inside the Saloon trying
to persuade the ghostly residents to uproot, and go with him. What's interesting
is that the apparition traveled through the Antique Store. Is this place haunted
too, or was the Gatekeeper just walking that way anyway?