The Great West Tennessee Haunt Hunt: Bolivar, Tennessee

Magnolia Manor a cozy B&B in West Tennessee is seriously haunted.

Magnolia Manor a cozy B&B in West Tennessee is seriously haunted.

Between Memphis and Jackson, Tennessee, lies the scenic West Tennessee town of Bolivar. To the casual visitor it is a placid and serene city, filled with friendly folk where nothing untoward ever occurs.

Beneath the idyllic surface of Bolivar, however, flows an undertow of supernatural strangeness. While Bolivar may not be a big bustling metropolis like Memphis or Nashville, it rivals those towns in the intensity of paranormal phenomena there per hectare.

The haunted rocking chair on the front porch of Wren's Nest, Uncle Dave Parran's old home.

The haunted rocking chair on the front porch of Wren’s Nest, Uncle Dave Parran’s old home.

Perhaps the most famous and most beloved apparition in Bolivar must certainly be Uncle Dave. In life, Uncle Cave Parran was a daily sight at his place of business in the quaint town square. But where Uncle Dave was most seen was on the front porch of his home, Wren’s Nest, rocking back and forth on his old rocking chair. He would wave and say hello and engage in conversation all who passed by. Everyone in Bolivar knew and loved Uncle Dave till the day he died at age 86. Then something strange happened; Uncle Dave refused to leave Wren’s Nest even in death. Some folk have even claimed to see him on the front porch; mostly, though, the rocking chair just rocks back and forth on its own, as if some invisible soul still occupies it.

Old photo of McNeal Place.  Haunted then; haunted now.

Old photo of McNeal Place. Haunted then; haunted now.

Not far from Wren’s sits McNeal Place. Though both are haunted, both buildings and hauntings are like night and day. Uncle Dave’s home is a comfy homespun old home; McNeal Place is more like a Renaissance Villa. While Uncle Dave is about as congenial a haunt as one could wish for, the restless spirit of McNeal Place is doleful and sad and often visits the graveyard where her young daughter was laid to rest. Griefs know no boundary—not even the boundary of death.

Western State Mental Hospital, now the Western Mental Health Institute in Bolivar is a most seriously haunted spot.

Western State Mental Hospital, now the Western Mental Health Institute in Bolivar is a most seriously haunted spot.

Less accessible than these haunts are the ghosts which inhabit Western Mental Health Institute. While these days large prison-like insane asylums are ill favored, in its heyday WMHI was jam packed, not only with the legitimately insane, but with persons whom today we would call rebellious, lascivious or unconventional. Lobotomies, shock therapy, chaining and medieval like torture were the rule of the day. Old asylums were a literal chamber of horrors. Many people died from such treatment and some of their spirits abide in WMHI and other old institutions. Today mental health is more enlightened and Western has far fewer inmates than once it held. Present and former staff and patients alike testify to the ghosts who actively haunt its grounds, but wannabe ghost-busters are advised not to investigate on their own. The hospital is closed to the public and while the local ghosts may not bother you, the local constabulary most certainly will.

West Tennessee Mental Health Institute as it looks today.  The patients are fewer but the ghosts are not.

West Tennessee Mental Health Institute as it looks today. The patients are fewer but the ghosts are not.

If you wish to get up close and personal with the dearly departed, you would be well advised to spend a weekend at Magnolia Manor. An elegant antebellum home converted to a comfortable bed and breakfast it has beautiful antiques in each room—and a gaggle of ghosts.

The central staircase of Magnolia Manor, where Sherman slashed the railing in a fit of anger.  Numerous ghosts haunt the building.

The central staircase of Magnolia Manor, where Sherman slashed the railing in a fit of anger. Numerous ghosts haunt the building.

During the Civil War, Generals Grant and Sherman stayed at Magnolia Manor there are many tales to be told of the Yankee occupation. In the years since the Late Unpleasantness, a host of ghosts have accumulated within its walls and on the surrounding grounds. Contrary to the hooey you see on TV these days, there is little to fear from the ghosts which haunt most houses and Magnolia Manor is no different; for you see they are the permanent residents—you are the intruder. But they are hospitable haunts and if you don’t bother them they probably will not unduly disturb you.

Happy Halloween!  The Ghosts of Tennessee say BOO!

Happy Halloween! The Ghosts of Tennessee say BOO!

For more about the ghosts of Magnolia Manor and Bolivar, see Chapter 26 of Ghosts and Haunts of Tennessee. And have a Happy Halloween.

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3 thoughts on “The Great West Tennessee Haunt Hunt: Bolivar, Tennessee

  1. Constance Loynd Hill

    Been there seen it. I am talking about McNeal Place which belongs to my best friend and her family. I have spent many a night and seen, heard and felt so many sprites running amuck! I was never afraid. Yes, there is a very dour spirit at McNeal Place, but it is not the Polk daughter, I think it is someone who caused her demise and now regrets it forever. Her Mama, nurse, father….who is the sad sack at McNeal? That is the riddle yet to be solved. Miss Polk is a funny little monkey of a spirit. She can and will scare the soles off your shoes. I was just one who “got ” her. I was a bit shocked at first encounter, then I just smiled and I felt her wink back. Myself, my best friend owner of McNeal, my 2 children and my then husband have all been entertained by Miss Polk at McNeal Place. The graveyard is epic. We visited there before we entered the house so we may have dragged a few specters behind us! It’s been so long ago. I would really enjoy a study of the folks who lived at McNeal Place in the 1800’s. This house is filled with glamor, hardship, romance and secrets. Bolivar and McNeal Place and Polk Graveyard…these are precious gems to be preserved for all who came before, who will come back, or for the first time. Southern history awaits!
    Story is from 1973 experiences.

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  2. DAVID RAITERI

    As an alumni (3/1951- 6/ 57) of the TBOH ( Hwy 70 & 64) I personally l met over the 6-years I spent in the Baptist Orphanage a dozen or so the female inmates/patients, under a chinaberry tree, who had children committed to the TBOH. Mothers who were heavily sedated, were allowed to visit children who had been committed by the courts of Memphis. .The fathers would be serving time in Brushy Mountain pen. The SYSTEM was very tough on both female patients & their kids…. No empathy for either from the system.. the courts.. Both the female inmates & their children were in fact, WAREHOUSED in separate locations..Both were treated horribly… I am an eye witness to that.

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