# 982. The story of Barry - Part 2

So, after hearing about the suicide death that occurred in my home, I am really freaked, and we go inside to talk about it. I start putting details together in my mind, and adding things up, trying to think.

My hubby, being a typical man, looks at our rustic finished wood floors and starts laying down in dead guy positions on the floor, in between differant stains in the wood, and posing. He says "look, this is where his arm could have landed, and the blood pooled here, and this looks like the outline of a body", etc. Now, I am even more freaked out, and I could see what he is saying, and dont think its cool. I make him stop cause he is stressing me out.

This is what we figure out.... he commited suicide in the living room, because that is the room you see from the front porch, where this nieghbor guy looked in, also, every window in the house is original, except for along one wall in the living room, also, the living room is the only room where the plaster ceiling has been removed. This all adds up to a gun going off in the living room, right? I am still freaked, but we are sure we know where it happened.

Everything is fine, until I come home to the dark house after work, my hubby works graveyard, so here I am alone in the dark with my thoughts.....UGH! I hear noises, I can picture the body on the floor in my mind, I feel creeped out, and I see strange things, shadows on walls, the whole spooky feel. I turn on all the lights every night as soon as I get home, and the tv too, the silence is too much, I think I even slept with the tv on the first few nights..... and I even swear that things in the house have been moved. I know, I am being totally silly, but I cant help myself. Eventually, I tell myself that if he were a ghost that was going to haunt me, he would have already been haunting me since we moved in, he wouldnt start now.

I also tell myself, that we are taking good care of his house, which he obvioulsy took good care of, and we are remodeling it to the way it used to look years ago, he must like that, right? All of this is totally silly.......I dont think I have a problem with death or dead people, its the mystery and the unknown that I fear. I feel that spirits walk the earth as ghosts, I know this, I am just not sure I am ready to meet one yet.

I decide to go to the Lane county records office and research the title on the house, and find out the history of our home. I find that there has only been about 3 owners before us, and I get copies of the records. The records show all kinds of things, names, dates, sale price, etc..... I find that there is a single male owner, who after owning the home for a decade or so, deeds the title to this house to his niece in california upon his death, and he has signed this document in late 1995.

The title is transferred in the records to her name during the month of December 1996. This gives me a referance point for his death, and tells me it was premeditated, his name was Barry Wassmuth.