Pat Benattar writes:
I was about 13 in 1974, when My family moved from
Montreal, Canada, to Richmond. My Dad worked at Canadian Pacific at the time and he was
consulting for CP as well. We lived at said address
for a year. We had rented the house furnished as well
as bringing a container of our belongings and another container with a new 1974 Chevrolet
Beauville Van with bench seating for the whole
family. We did stand out a little!
Anyways, we all chose our rooms
in this beautiful house but one room, a really nice room on the 2nd floor, we called the study,
remained empty. We didn't even use it as
storage. I chose a tiny room on the third floor
with a sink in it and a crawl space/storage. We
though it must have been Maid quarters at one time.
We never talked about why we
didn't use the room for anything until about 5 years ago.
I have 3 sisters and a brother
and most of us felt the room seemed cool and reflecting on it, all feel as though it was
haunted! There was no reason not to use it yet
without even talking about it, it remained empty. It was on the second floor and had a kind of
Anyhow, I just thought I'd share
my experience with The Vineyard. What at a beautiful street!