Did I Really See a Ghost at the Winchester Mystery House?

Okay, I give up. I've been trying to get started on this for days, but each time, I come up with the same problem. My logical mind says to start at the begining, but my freewheeling mind says, "No way, Bubba!"

I simply will not be able to make this chronological, so the stories will come as they come...no sequence, rhyme, or reason. One time we may be in 2007, as today, and the next we may be reviewing my parents' lives in the late 1930's...or earlier.

Anyway, in April, 2007, my wife and I took a trip in our Prius Hybrid from Texas to California and back. We were gone for three weeks and visited friends and family and went to places we had wanted to see.

One of these places was the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose, California.

We took the standard tour, which is done with a group of people who are led through the home of Sarah Winchester and given little talks by the guide at various points.

Our group was small, and within a few minutes, I had a pretty good handle on who was with us. Everybody was normal, except possibly me, and nobody stood out.

At one stop, we were gathered around the guide, listening to his presentation. As I glanced over the small group, I noticed a lady standing on the outer edge of the other side of the semicircle we had formed. She caught my eye because I had not noticed her before, and her appearance really should have caught my attention earlier.

She was very short, as was Sarah Winchester. She was an older woman with a round, ruddy face, and she was wearing a brimmed flat hat such as I had often seen women wearing in pictures from the late 1890's and early 1900's when they were outside...gardening, perhaps. It looked a little like Zorro's sombrero.

I gazed at her for a moment, wondering why I had not noticed her before. I glanced back up at the guide, and then looked back at her....

She was gone.

There was no exit she could have gotten to in the couple of seconds I had looked away, yet when I had seen her, she was as real in appearance as anyone else in the group.

I did not tell my wife about her until after the tour, and she is certain that I saw a ghost...probably of Sarah Winchester herself.

Me? I have no idea. It's just something which happened to me on my journey through the universe.

Did I see a ghost? I personally don't believe in them, but acknowledge that I have no corner on wisdom and knowledge.

What do you think?