I attended Jefferson Elementary School as a child from 1963 until 1969. The gymnasium is separated from the main part of the building by a glass walkway. On many occasions, while walking through this walkway on my way to gym class, I could hear the sounds of kids yelling and laughing, and balls bouncing on the floor. Thinking I was early or the previous class was running late, I would open the double doors to the gym, only to find it empty. I never thought much of it at the time, being so young. And later I just forgot about it, going on to other schools as I got older. But when I read the stories about the same thing happening to other people and the belief that the school was built over an old graveyard, I remembered the strange things that happened to me.