the three nails from Robert. We had lived in our starter house for two years.

Not much had happened. Keyes missing when left on the table.

The house was built in 1948 so it still had plaster walls. Our daughter was nine months old at the

time, still very much crawling. We had just gotten a new family photo-framed. My wife asked

me to hang it over our dinner table. I got the necessary tools, hammer, level, pencil and

three nails. I always bent at least one, trying to hammer in the plaster, and I loved that joke

from the crow about putting Jesus up for the night. My wife was putting a new table cloth on the

table, so it was freshly cleaned and just bare wood. I put the tools in a dining room chair

and put the three nails on the table. There was nothing on the table but the nails.

I placed the picture, marked the nail placement, and went to grab the hammer.

As I turned to grab a nail, they were gone. The table was totally empty. Knowing my daughter was

crawling, I was concerned she might pick up a nail and put it in her mouth. I called my wife in,

asking if she'd clean the nails from the table. She said no. I looked all over the floor and

couldn't find them. My wife and I scoured the floor looking for them. Nothing. After ten minutes

of looking, I figured they fell into a vent or something. I just needed new nails.

I went over to the garage and got three new nails. I went straight to it and put two of them

on the table and drove one into the wall. The first nail went in straight and perfect. I turned

to pick up the extra nails, and there were five on the table. We have since had many similar

occurrences. Huddled figures from Chris. A local ghost tour company here in Calgary has been running

tours for quite a while now between the spring, summer, and fall seasons. Many of the places

toured include older sections of the city. This specific tour was of the historic neighborhood of

Inglewood. Just to give you a brief history of Inglewood, Fort Calgary is located at the entrance

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