History
According to information dug up by honorary CSPR member Caitlin McLaughlin, the bar now called Buddy's originally belonged to a man named Eddie Albert. No, not the actor from “Green Acres”, but a grumpy older man who, through some misfortune, lost two fingers on his right hand. He ran the bar and the neighboring hotel until his death in the early 1980's. The bar and hotel was taken over by his children, who had little or no business sense, and ran the place into the ground. It had a succession of owners, including a brief period when it was repossessed by the IRS.

On June 1, 1997, the bar and hotel was purchased by Buddy, who christened the bar with a new name. With a great deal of patience and good business sense, he succeeded in turning the place into a thriving business. However, one has to wonder if the original owner isn't still hanging around, letting his presence be known.

Reported Phenomena
Waitresses who work at the bar are certain that something, maybe Eddie himself, is lurking in certain parts. Among the reported instances are cold spots, electrical appliances that turn on and off by themselves and swinging doors that open as if someone were walking through them.

The most disturbing and compelling reports center around the sight of an old man who matches Eddie's description, passing through the bar after closing hours and looking out at the patrons and waitresses from the kitchen area. Often times, after the doors are locked and the waitresses are cleaning up for the day, one will look up and see the old man standing at the bar, glaring at her. Other times, waitresses have witnessed a shadowy figure crossing the room or peering out from the kitchen area. More frightening to them, though, are the sensations of being touched by unseen hands. More than one waitress has complained that someone has touched her face while she stood rinsing glasses. Another tells of how unseen fingers pinched her posterior. While such things have happened throughout the bar, everyone who works at Buddy's claims the most intimidating place is, by far, the basement.

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