The Spirit of Sally lived on in the house on Riverview Road. Open to tourists, Tuesdays through Saturdays, 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. it was staffed with volunteers, some of whom claimed to have seen her. Their stories were always the same. She was climbing the stairs. She was weeping. On her head she wore a bonnet reminiscent of the Colonial era. Her legs poked out of a billowy dress. Oh! How she wept and moaned! There were some who suggested that one’s ability to see Sally was dependent on the amount of hallucinogens one had ingested a few hours prior. Others were certain that Sally the Ghost was real.