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balcony seats. I thought
I’d make my way up there to see if he needed help or something, but when I got up there, he was gone.”
    “Did he look like anyone else that might be working there?” I asked.
    “I had no idea who he was. He didn’t look at all familiar to me. I went back down to the lower level and when I looked up again, the man was still sitting there.”
    He went on to tell me that he was getting frustrated with the situation, so he asked another employee if she had seen the man as well, which she had not. The premises had been thoroughly checked for anyone who might still be inside before the theatre was locked up for the evening.
    “I came back to work not really thinking much about it,” he continued. “But other employees would sometimes tell me that they had weird things happen. Someone would hear their name called out when no one was around, or props and things they had put away would somehow make their way back out onto the stage again. Stuff like that.”
    “Did anything else happen to you after you saw the individual in the balcony?” I asked.
    “I never saw the man again, no, but I have to admit I was a little freaked out after that. I always felt like someone was watching me, but who knows if that was just because I was thinking about it too much.”
    The conversation ended with my thanking him for his call, and asking him if it would be all right to share his story even though he did not want me to share his name. It took some time, but I was finally able to verify that people really did experience things in the theatre that they could not explain.
    I wonder if Eddie Izzard had any idea that he had performed in a reportedly haunted theatre when he came to Dallas. Surely there were no “goat ghosts” roaming around the Majestic, but Mr. Hoblitzelle, its creator, might have been there to see the show. He loved
this theatre and must be proud to have seen it evolve into what it is today. He may be the lone cause of paranormal happenings within the theatre, or he could be accompanied by performers and guests of the past who find it just too beautiful a place to leave.
    Perhaps someday, the theatre will publicly embrace its ghosts. Until then, I will return as a guest enjoying the arts, all the while aware that patrons both seen and unseen are still attracted to the beauty that is The Majestic.

CHAPTER 9
    Millermore DALLAS

    Millermore exterior at Dallas Heritage Village (April Slaughter)
    SHORTLY AFTER MOVING TO TEXAS, I began to hear rumors about a mansion on the grounds of the Dallas Heritage Village in Old City Park in Dallas. Several stories were circulating about this historic home that claimed it was host to a variety of unexplained phenomena. Naturally, the stories aroused my curiosity and I wanted to learn more about the house.
    Dallas pioneer William Brown Miller and his second wife Minerva originally lived with their family in a modest cabin in Dallas that Mr. Miller had constructed in 1847. The cabin, known as the Miller Log House, now sits close by the Greek Revival style home that the family began working on in 1855 and completed in 1862. For fifteen years, the cabin served as their residence and also one of the first schools of Dallas County. The Miller family and their descendants inhabited the home until 1966, when the last of the Millers passed away. Determined to save the house
from destruction, the Dallas County Heritage Society stepped in to preserve its history by carefully dismantling the structure and rebuilding it in the Dallas Heritage Village.
    The Miller cabin and Millermore house sit among twenty-five additional historic structures on the property, all moved from their original locations, that now serve as a living history museum.
    Our good friend and lead investigator, Jerry Bowers, accompanied Allen and me on a day trip to the village one chilly January afternoon. The sky was heavily overcast and there were fewer than a dozen people wandering the grounds. We took