Stories abound when you have a chance to talk with the people involved with the restoration of the 1874 Tamaqua Train Station. Depending on who you talk with, they vary anywhere from just sudden cold spots in the room and a very “eery” feeling to more physical happenings.
One of the most interesting would be when they were reconstructing the bar/kitchen area. The brick had deteriorated so much that the structure roof needed to be raised in order to replace a large amount of it. Unfortunately the size of the bricks in 1874 and those of present day were not the same requiring each brick to be cut with a wet saw before placing in the mortar. The only water in the building at the time was from a faucet located in the lobby. The wet saw was set up outside in the rear of the building and a hose was run into the lobby, attached to the faucet and the water turned on. The workers went outside only to find that when they started the saw the water would turn off. There was no one in the building and all of the doors were locked. When the men went inside to see why they had no water they found that the hose had been disconnected from the faucet and the water turned off.
Since opening the Restaurant at the Station “odd” occurrences continue to happen with increasing frequency.
In November 2005 the kitchen service door would not unlock so that anyone could get in to start preparing for lunch that day. Bill tried numerous times to open it and other doors to the station. After once again walking around the building and trying all of the doors he looked in the window only to see a friend walking around inside. He knock on the window and was let in. He asked him how he was able to get into the locked building…only to find out that when the friend stopped in the kitchen service door was standing ajar…unlocked.
New Years Eve 2005. After the usual joyous festivities it was finally time to clean up and head home. Only a few employees and friends sat relaxing at the bar finishing there final drink of the evening. The table area was cleaned and tables were set for the next day’s lunch. Suddenly, for no reason, with no wind or other disturbance or any person near an entire table setting…tablecloth, dishes, oil lamp and all…flew to the floor breaking a few pieces.
