This story was told to me by a very dear friend of mine and is about the house she resides in. She and her family have lived at Fort Sill for five years and have had many interesting encounters, but this is my favorite. The houses on Upton road are very old and as such are prone to needing a lot of repairs. On this particular occassion the house had some plumbing issues and the pipes were located in the basement of the house (Her house is a duplex with a basement, main floor, upstairs, and attic. Unlike mine which was more like an Edwardian apartment building). Base Housing sent two plumbers out; one was in the kitchen and one was in the basement. The day proceeded without much interest and the plumbers left that afternoon, explaining they would be back the next day when some parts they needed were in. The next day only one plumber showed up to finish the job. My friend asked where his partner was and this is what she was told (basically): While in the basement the absent plumber heard someone come down the stairs, he turned and saw a man in an antique uniform . Now, he didn’t necessarily think this was strange as those soldiers who work in the museum on the base wear old fashioned uniforms designed to reflect the era the base was founded . And there are functions on the base where soldiers might wear historical clothing. The soldier asked him how it was going and the plumber replied fine. The soldier watched him and it is thought the plumber assumed this was my friend’s husband, down to make sure he was doing a good job. He turned away to get back to work and called over his shoulder if the guy could hand him one of his tools, there was no answer. When he turned around the soldier was gone and there hadn’t been a sound of his retreat. The plumber told his partner he wouldn’t come back to that house again.
Address: 1305 W Upton Road