We live in a two-story farmhouse at the base of the Wellsville Mountains in Northern Utah.
Occasionally, when the winds come whipping off the mountains at gusts of 50 or 60 mph, it will hit the eaves right above one of the upstairs bedrooms there on the west side of the house and make a noise that's a cross between a woman's scream and a real eery moan. Believe me...it'll curdle milk!
The story is that in the 1930's, Emma Sue Langdon was brutally murdered by her husband when he caught her in a compromising position with another man in that upstairs bedroom. Now, when conditions are just right, and the moon is full, and the winds are blowing, you can hear the ghost of poor Emma Sue wailing out her woes in that same room.
Is it true? Heck no! But it's a great story to scare the powahden out of the grandkids when their spending the night on a dark and stormy weekend!
Occasionally, when the winds come whipping off the mountains at gusts of 50 or 60 mph, it will hit the eaves right above one of the upstairs bedrooms there on the west side of the house and make a noise that's a cross between a woman's scream and a real eery moan. Believe me...it'll curdle milk!
The story is that in the 1930's, Emma Sue Langdon was brutally murdered by her husband when he caught her in a compromising position with another man in that upstairs bedroom. Now, when conditions are just right, and the moon is full, and the winds are blowing, you can hear the ghost of poor Emma Sue wailing out her woes in that same room.
Is it true? Heck no! But it's a great story to scare the powahden out of the grandkids when their spending the night on a dark and stormy weekend!

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