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   Jessica  |  April 22, 2014 at 12:27 pm

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   The picture is of the “new” public library. The “old” one is across the street in front of a church. It is a much smaller building.

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     Danielle  |  March 20, 2019 at 6:30 am

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     It is a little spooky lol

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   anonymous  |  May 11, 2014 at 11:07 pm

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   I have lived in Bay Minette for my whole life. The old library was a place where a young book worm such as i would usually hang out, but the mood and feeling would of the place make me highly uncomfortable. I have never seen a figure or a face in the window but i saw a book slide off a shelf one time unexplainably. Although the book was half off half on the shelf, there was no movement what so ever to make it fall off.

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   Charlotte Robertson  |  October 30, 2019 at 12:06 am

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   Many of the library’s patrons (especially the librarian and staff in the 90s) believe the spirit of Bay Minette Public Library’s first librarian, MRS. ANNE GILMER, is still on duty. A recent librarian encountered Mrs. Gilmer’s spirit while shelving books when she observed a book slowly pulling itself off a shelf and tumbling to the floor. This book was followed at other times by other books falling, by themselves, from the shelves. The librarian realized these books had been mis-shelved, and she returned the books to their proper places.

   After her long tenure at the library, Mrs. Gilmer’s portrait was removed from its position above the library’s main desk. After some time, the portrait was returned to its original spot and employees began to notice the smell of roses. It was known throughout the small town that Mrs. Gilmer was a lover of roses. This same fragrance returned whenever something good happened in the old library — a gift of money in honor of a deceased patron or the receiving of a grant and other such things — perhaps as a sign of Mrs. Gilmer’s happiness.

   When the library was moved to the old Baptist church (the new library) across the street, the librarian invited the friendly spirit to hop on her portrait which had been hanging at the front desk, and she, the librarian, would carry Mrs. Gilmer across the street, if the refined lady prefered to join them. When the elevator began to act strangely — going up and down, empty, of its own accord, librarians knew that Mrs. Gilmer had joined them.

   Occasionally, when the librarian was working alone in the building after hours, she would, out of the corner of her eye, catch a glimpse of a grey-haired lady wearing a sweater.

   I know these occurrences to be true, as I, CHARLOTTE JONES CABANISS ROBERTSON, am that librarian who carried Mrs. Gilmer across the street.

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   Jeff  |  October 17, 2020 at 7:14 pm

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   I am a Paranormal Investigator and i would like to know if i can come and do an investigation in your library sometime please my email is Wushufan7@gmail.com Thankyou for letting me ask in advance.