Located right in the historic district of Prescott, Arizona, the Hassayampa Inn is a wonderfully restored historic building, home to quite a number of ghosts, some who move around the hotel and grounds quite comfortably and at least one who is downright scary.
In the heart of Prescott’s historic district near the Courthouse Square, the hotel was built in 1927, originally called the Hassayampa Hotel. Despite the modern conveniences, it’s not hard to imagine visitors of the past still roaming the halls and rooms of this four-story building with only 68 rooms. It was designed to attract wealthy guests wanting to get out of the heat of the intense Phoenix area summers 90 minutes away, due to the much cooler temperatures in Prescott. It is still a wonderful getaway, oozing the charms and luxuries of days gone by. Its furniture and architecture of the early 1900s give the feeling of stepping back in time.
The Grand Balcony Suite is located on the fourth floor, in Room 426. Often used as a honeymoon suite, with its large adjacent balcony, this room was the site of the death of Faith Summers. Shortly after the hotel opened, a couple checked in for their honeymoon and went to Room 426. The husband said he was stepping out for cigarettes and never returned. No one knows what happened to him. His bride was terribly upset, waiting in the room for his return, but it was not to be. After three days, she could take it no longer and hung herself from the balcony. Her swaying body could easily be seen from the street below.
Faith is still seen, a wandering soul who sometimes visits not only guests in Room 426 but also guests in other rooms nearby. Guests have felt the weight of a body sitting on their bed in the middle of the night. Some have seen Faith crying. Some have felt the soft touch of an invisible being as they sleep, awakening suddenly to find no one there besides their traveling companions. One guest felt someone hugging him as he slept, and it woke him up. But, when he asked staff about it later that day, he was told “Oh, that’s just Faith.” Faith has been seen floating down the hallway in a light pink gown or wedding dress. She then disappears into different rooms.
Since she is most likely to be seen in Room 426, the room is often booked far in advance. On more than one occasion, guests were awakened by the TV and radio going on by themselves at full volume. Cold spots and the fragrance of flowers have been experienced in the room. Toothbrushes have gone missing. Once, a member of the staff was out in the hall and saw a wreath that had been hanging on the door fly off after he heard intense noise from within the room. When he opened the door, there was no one there. At least, there was no living person there.
The staff at the front desk are happy to point out that Faith has appeared in adjacent rooms, as well as in the kitchen and the lobby and dining areas. The kitchen staff have had all burners of the stove turn off at the same time when they feel her presence. Faith supposedly once heard a guest talk about doing research on her, and the coffee cup that person was holding was knocked right out of her hands.
Faith is not the only ghost at the Hassayampa Inn. A young Asian boy has been seen in the laundry area and he approaches the workers there, sometimes pulling on their clothes. Sometimes, the staff hears a ball bouncing there. This young wandering soul is at play. And, then he just disappears, only to return another time. There’s also a ghost they call the “Nightwatchman,” sometimes seen sitting in the lobby, reading a newspaper, in his old western suit, often covered with an old coat. He sometimes just gazes in to the fireplace. He wanders the halls checking doors to be sure they’re locked. It’s believed that he is there now because he was so fond of the old place where he was once the security guard . . . when he was alive.
There’s even a story that there was originally a structure there long before the Hassayampa Inn and that it burned to the ground killing hundreds of Chinese immigrants living there. Since many Chinese were forced to work on the railroads being built in the 19th century, this could very well be true. Not only are they wandering souls in the present Hassayampa Inn, but they were miserable when alive. Faith has a lot of company there.