Editor’s note: This mock interview was compiled with information provided by the Castle Rock Historical Society and Museum and the Castle Rock Chamber of Commerce. Employees of the chamber have …
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Editor’s note: This mock interview was compiled with information provided by the Castle Rock Historical Society and Museum and the Castle Rock Chamber of Commerce. Employees of the chamber have reported paranormal experiences while working in the building. Some believe Victoria Christensen’s ghost, along with her father’s, remain in the home. The site was featured in a ghost tour organized by the museum this month.
I was born on May 17, 1889 near Castle Rock. I lived my life in Castle Rock and inherited my house at 420 Jerry St. from my parents. The home is today used as the Castle Rock Chamber of Commerce building. I graduated from both grade school and high school in Castle Rock.
How I spent my years
I taught school for a while at the Glade School and the Happy Canyon school. I married Martin Hannold in 1910. He tragically died in a hunting accident in 1911 when I was pregnant with our first child.
I later married Thorwald Christensen in 1919 and we had two more boys. I was very active in community life and was a member of the Eastern Star (the auxiliary to the Masons) and a member of the Pikes Peak Grange. My husband Thorwald was born in Denmark and emigrated to the United States. He moved to Castle Rock from Minnesota and became a cashier at the First National Bank of Douglas County. He was also an avid proponent of soil conservation.
I died from a stroke on Dec. 9, 1942 at my home, where I lived most of my life. I was buried at Cedar Hill Cemetery in Castle Rock.
The epitaph on my gravestone reads: “To have known her was a great privilege, and to have her for a friend a great honor, her goodness will continue to live in the hearts of us all, for she was truly one of God’s noble women.”
People who work at the chamber of commerce feel I and possibly my father still have a presence in the house. Occasionally people hear noises, often late at night, from the bedroom where I passed away, which now serves as an office.
Sometimes after the office has closed, lights on the phones light up as though people are talking on the lines, but no one is. The chamber had three paranormal investigations conducted of their office, and my former home. Investigators assured staff I am a friendly ghost.
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