The story of this home’s haunting comes from Victor C. Klein’s book, “New Orleans Ghosts” (1996). The activity here was first reported in the early 1970s, when an owner decided to redo the basement. He hired a crew of workmen to complete the task, but they left early on the first day and refused to return – according to them, a ghostly figure, dressed as a seaman, was seen floating around the basement. Other weird things happened – items moved on their own, disembodied voices were heard – but after a while (and even a failed exorcism) the owner learned to live with the spirits. At least two later owners confirmed they experienced the same sort of activity, but they all seemed to agree whatever spirit lingered there wasn’t harmful or dangerous, just a bit playful.
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 1928 South Carrollton Avenue
New Orleans, LA
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 29.953013, -90.1242259
- Parish:
- Orleans Parish, Louisiana
- Nearest Towns:
- Jefferson, LA (2.0 mi.)
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I lived in the house as a kid from 1973-1975. After my mother signed the paperwork to buy the house, the previous owner, Jim Blanchard, leaned over and told her that he had something to tell her. He told her it was haunted. My sister, who was 11 at the time, was with my mother who was singing the paperwork, so she told Jim to tell her later.
Sometime later she ran into Jim at a party in New Orleans and asked him to tell the story. Jim told her how he had a crew working for him renovating the basement to turn it into an apartment. One day he was on the front lawn and a man came out and told him that there was a man in the basement. Jim said, “Yeah, we have a crew working in there.” The man told Jim that the ghostlike man was wearing a long blue coat and had a long black beard. He was standing in the fireplace. Jim told him to get back to work., but the man got on the streetcar and left. Jim had many men see the ghost, and went through a few crews while renovating the basement into an apartment. My parents did not tell us, the kids, about the ghost until we moved out of the house.
In 1975 my father was in Chicago at his new job, and my mother flew up to look for a house to rent. We had a babysitter staying with us, and one night the babysitter had a friend sleep over because she was uncomfortable being alone. They fell asleep on the sofas in the living room. In the middle of the night, the babysitter’s friend was awaken by a man leaning over her. She didn’t do anything. In fact, she went back to sleep, but in the morning she told our babysitter. The next day my mom called to check in on us, and the babysitter told her that everything was alright, but mentioned that the friend had seen a man in the middle of the night. My mom got nervous, but did nothing.
When she returned to New Orlenas later that week she called the babysitter and asked her to come by with her friend. They came over, and my mom asked her to tell her everything about the incident in the middle of the night. The babysitter’s friend told my mom how she was asleep on the couch, and was awaken by a man looking over her. My mother asked her what he looked like, and the friend told her that the man was wearing a long blue coat and had a long black beard.
My mother asked her what she did, and the friend said that she went back to sleep. My mom asked why she went back to sleep with this man looking over her, and the friend told my mother that the man was just going to check on the children.
My mother asked the friend how she knew this, and the friend realized that she did not know. She just felt it in her heart.
That’s my story. That’s our ghost interaction from when we lived at 1928 Carrolton in the 1970s.
Dave Dershin
This was our house. We have pleanty of stories