During my experience, my attention was drawn to the large office in the front of the building.  Lots of BIG business went on in there, counting money, lots of deals made.  I heard 1924.

I saw a large man, fat belly, loud, powerful, smoked cigars, greek, he wore a brown suit with suspenders.  He had two women, one old and one young.

His business was related to the sponge docks in some way.  I heard something about bananas.

He had a son who he wanted to be in the business, but he didn't think he could handle it so he sent for his brother in Greece who was killed in a boating incident on the way over.  Guilt over this

He said the building was to "frilly" now, it irritates him.  

He was more comfortable with men.  

I saw him clutching his chest like he was having a heart attack.  I heard 68 which I think was his age when he died.

When Bruce asked us to ask "Give me, show me or tell me something that will prove this visit is real"  I heard.  "The owner smells my cigar smoke".  

POSSIBLE PROOF:  The owner said she did smell his cigar smoke.

Caryl

Hi Caryl,

Thank you for posting. It was inspiring for me to read your story. Did you also do retrievals during the workshop?

Maks

I know it is very late to write my story, but I just saw the email about this discussion board and the fact that two people had similar occurrences and I wanted to share mine.  I didn't share out loud because I really don't have too many details like others experienced, though this was my first paranormal event.

I was intrigued by the parlor/sitting area that was to the left of the bar/ballroom we were sitting in.  I saw a man with dark/black hair and some facial hair in a black suit and top hat.  The room was a men's parlor, or where he and his male friends gathered to smoke cigars.  As we were instructed to interact, he offered me a cigar as well.  His name was Henry. 

My brother was also there, who is very involved in paranormal groups and investigations.  However, he left shortly after we began our long meditation, so he didn't hear any of the stories by the participants, workers, and of the previous occupants.  A few days after the event, I excitedly told him about my experience and that others had heard Henry and cigars.  He then told me he had left a little after our meditating because his camera had died and he had seen a woman undressing and it freaked him out.  I asked him to describe her: she had a red Victorian-era looking dress, long wavy hair which looked red to him as well, but a darker red.  I then told him that a large number of people had reported seeing that same woman, and there were reports of the building being a brothel previously.  Though he is very experienced in investigating, he had never had an experience like that.  He was literally speechless.

Also, I went into the bathroom that people had experienced the door closing on them and saw the string-pull for the blinds moving, it stopped, then began moving again.  There was a vent blowing near it, so I'm not sure if that is what caused it, but I found it interesting that it stopped, which seems odd for a constant air flow.