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             Crested Butte - 1890  ~  (www.photoswest.org)




Welcome to Crested Butte, one of the most beautiful mountain towns in the country! First incorporated in 1880, Crested Butte was a new
frontier for miners searching for precious metals.

Often called
"The Last Great Colorado Ski Town", Crested Butte is a small resort town located in Gunnison County, Colorado. A former coal
mining hub, Crested Butte is now a destination for skiing, mountain biking, and a variety of other outdoor activities.

The Town of Crested Butte, a registered National Historic District and turn of the century Victorian mining town, is located 28 miles north of
the City of Gunnison and south of the famous Kebler Pass.   

In 1990, Crested Butte was designated
The Wildflower Capital of Colorado by the State Legislature.

This National Historic District is blessed with block after block of quaint shops, excellent restaurants and exquisite galleries. Charming
facades line the streets of Crested Butte—testament to a rich and unique history. To this day, visitors make their own bits of personal
history—cherished moments that last a lifetime.

Walk around our rustic and friendly town with its Victorian ambiance and reflections of turn-of-the-century mining life.
The downtown business district is like a western movie set come to life in the 90's. Colorful buildings, shops, movies, and local watering
holes make for a terrific Old West welcome.





    
   



















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                                                       The best of......    Sharing Space with the Undead













Story from: The Crested Butte News

Editor’s note: Each Halloween, we publish a real-life ghost story from the Crested Butte area. This year, in our “Best of Sharing Space With
the Undead” series, we offer you some of our favorite stories of years past.


Ghosts Among Us
by Edward Stern
2000


… Before it was the new Gunnison Savings and Loan and even before it was the dining room of Angello’s Pizza, there was a home at 501
Elk Avenue. In 1983, local resident Lynda Jackson-Petito lived in that home with her son Jackson who was then four years old.

“ There was chimney fire there one night,” Jackson-Petito explains. “It was no big deal really. I called the fire department and I grabbed
Jackson and we went outside while they went in to put out the fire.”

Seven years later, in recalling the incident, Jackson revealed a clear memory of the evening including the presence of an unidentified
woman. “I asked Jackson when he was about ten or eleven if he remembered the fire,” says Jackson-Petito. “He said that he did and that as
I carried him out he saw over my shoulder that there was a woman standing in the doorway, a woman who looked like a settler wearing a
long skirt. He said that after he saw her she walked back into the house.”

Several years later the house, unofficially known as the “home for wayward girls,” was torn down and was replaced by the dining room of
Angello’s pizzeria. Kirk Osterling worked at Angello’s from 1992-1999. Osterling says that while working there he experienced activity that he
believes could be attributed to the paranormal.

“ There was nothing visual,” he says. “But on that side of the building I would sometimes feel a chill and I got the feeling that someone else
was in there. It happened fairly regularly, particularly when I’d be in there early in the morning or late at night.” Former Angello’s employee
Rob Carney recalls more specifically haunting details.

“ Oh yeah,” he says. “I would sometimes see things out of the corner of my eyes. Even in the dark. It was like a mist and I could see
something moving around. Things would sometimes just fall off of shelves or off of hooks. They would just fall for no reason. Nothing
touched them. I’d be in there early in the morning or late at night and I would feel like someone else was there and then I’d get the feeling
that I should just get out of there...Sometimes I’d hear voices out back or a door would just slam shut. I’d go and check and there was never
anyone there.”

Local resident Jill Hickey had a similar experience while working at Angello’s. “Sometimes I’d be cleaning the mirror and I’d see the reflection
of someone moving, but no one was there,” she explains.

Glo Cunningham also worked at the restaurant for several years. “There was a ghost there,” Cunningham says. Cunningham knows the
layout of the house that used to stand at 501 Elk Avenue and believes that the former home’s kitchen was the source of much of the
spiritual presence. “Most of the activity would take place where the kitchen used to be,” she explains. “Back near the tables next to the
bathroom...There was definitely something there, something to be reckoned with. I think it was a woman.”

“ Her name is Kay,” explains Karine Webb. Webb not only worked at Angello’s, but lived in the home at 501 Elk. Webb explains the haunting
experiences she had in the house and the course of action she took to resolve them.

“ It was in 1988 or ‘89 and I’d been living in the house for about six months,” she explains. “My roommate and I both started feeling sick. I
wandered around with headaches and she had nausea.”

Soon the housemates began to notice more than just an unusual presence within themselves. “It started with my cat,” says Webb. “The cat
would just wake up and hiss and then would watch something walk across the room...One night I was up late reading and I saw her walk past
my doorway. I called out to my roommate and found that she was sleeping.”

As Webb stayed in the home, the experiences became more frequent and more personal. “I would wake up at night and I could feel her
stroking my hair,” she says. “It was weird.”

It was so weird that Webb looked into the history of the home. There, she discovered the identity of the woman whose spirit roamed her
halls. “I talked with some old timers and I found out that her name was Kay,” she explains. “She had lived in the house and was in love with a
married man. She was his mistress and then one day he decided to stop seeing her. It broke her heart. She turned to drinking and drugging
and one night she passed out face down in the front yard. She died of hypothermia.”

In addition to the old timers, Webb talked to a family that had previously lived in the home. “There was a tiny bedroom in the house and that’
s where she lived,” says Webb. “Pam Doxie and her two little girls had lived in the house. The girls were three and five when they lived there
and they said [of the room], “That’s where the girl lives, in that room.”

In an effort to remove the spirit from the house, Webb and her housemate called in a psychic to free the woman’s spirit.”

“ It was Halloween,” explains Webb. “We did a clearing to have her leave the house. Kay was very upset and angry. After that the
headaches and the nausea went away and the cat stopped seeing things and hissing.”

Webb says that while she did feel a presence while working at Angello’s in later years it was different presence. “I didn’t pick up any
maliciousness or anger,” she reports.
As of press time the new occupants of 501 Elk Avenue have reported nothing out of the ordinary.



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                                                      Marcie Telander’s Forest Queen Poltergeist
                                   The haunted Forest Queen Hotel
                                                                           



Marcie Telander, local psycho-therapist is a collector of stories and legends. Preferably those that are spun by the elders about the early
settlers here in our valley. One story of particular interest to me was about a lady of the night named Elizabeth or more commonly known as
Liz. Liz had purportedly fallen in love with a transient gambler, and gave him her life’s savings for an all-night gambling event. The story
goes that he won big, and left town with his ill-gotten booty and all of Liz’s savings. Soon afterwards, she threw herself from a hotel window
into the icy waters of Coal Creek. Marcie told me about reports of Liz banging around and slamming doors in the Forest Queen Hotel, and
even keeping hotel residents company late at night. But Marcie’s own experience is perhaps, the most entertaining-and she didn’t even see
Liz.

One morning while indulging in the Forest Queen’s former and famous breakfast plate, The Baggins, a man came running down the stairs
screaming “I’m gettin’ outta here!” Later, Marcie found out that he was a Poltergeist hunter. “He must have gotten up Liz’s nose,” she said.
Nevertheless, he was scared away by something. I don’t know if the girl’s spirit had been hushed by time or some other force, but keep your
eyes and ears open in the Forest Queen. A lovelorn lady could be roaming the halls.



Source: Crested Butte Weekly
Ghosts: By Chris Kelly

www.cbweekly.com










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