I have read the stories on "Dorothy" the ghost which allegedly haunts the old Bank of Montreal which is now the Hockey Hall of Fame. During my high school days I had a part-time job as part of the security department at the Hockey Hall of Fame (Building Services). I worked there until about 8 years ago and have experienced several eerie situations which lead me to believe that the building is haunted. The story of Dorothy which I am familiar with is the one that she shot herself in the upstairs office washroom over a love affair with a co-worker.
My first personal experience with Dorothy happened about a year after I had started working in the building. Until this point the only things even close to a haunting which I had experienced where a few lights which were left on even though I could have sworn I had turned them off and the odd vertical blind dropping suddenly....basically things that could be written off to an active imagination. I used to open on weekend mornings and part of my duties would be to turn everything on and make my rounds of the building. I was on the second floor in the meeting room across the hall from where Dorothy had allegedly killed herself. It was about 7am and I was checking the windows in the kitchen beside the Board Room to see if they had been closed and locked when I felt a very cold eerie breeze on the back of my neck. You know the kind of feeling that makes all the hairs stand on end. I turned to look where it was coming from and in the Board Room next to me saw the swivel chair at the end of the table slowly finishing a turn as if someone had just gotten out of it and run off. I heard the doors to the elevator open down the hall and as I went to check the elevator display indicated that the elevator had gone to the 3rd floor which requires access with a pass card as that floor is executive offices. Figuring that an employee from upstairs had come in to do some work and I just hadn't seen them I went to the security office and checked on the security computer to see who it was (All employees can only get inside the building by using a pass card so as they swipe there card to unlock the staff door their name and the time is logged into the computer). The only card which had accessed the building in the past 12 hours was my own. Needless to say I reported the incident and refused to do the rounds on my own again.
The next story I have happened on my shift, but I was not directly contacted by Dorothy. It was the middle of the summer on a Saturday and the museum had only been open for a few hours. I got a call on the radio that there was an incident that needed to be reported on the concourse level of the museum by the elevators. I arrived at the scene to be greeted by a set of angry parents insisting that someone was trying to kidnap their son. Apparently according to another employee that was down the hallway from the elevator, the boy had been standing at the elevator staring for several moments. The employee found this strange and decided to keep an eye on the boy for a few minutes. Apparently after a few moments of the boy staring there was a chime from the elevator to indicate that the doors were opening (the employee was in a position down the hall which he could not see the doors of the elevator). The boy slowly walked towards the elevator and then all of a sudden began screaming and kicking and punching. Obviously the parents came running to see what was the matter. When the parents and the employee asked what had happened the boy claimed that when the elevator doors had opened there was a woman in a long white dress inside and she was looking at him and motioning for the boy to come towards her. The boy claimed that as he approached her she attempted to grab him and pull him into the elevator.
After the incident the elevator had got itself stuck on the 3rd floor and had to be recalled manually with a key. Again the 3rd floor is executive offices and can only be accessed by an employee with their pass card. After a thorough examination of the security computer and a police report is was determined that no one had accessed the 3rd floor that day.
In my 6 years working there I had only had an apparent experience with Dorothy these two times. There were many other silly little things that happen in that building though that could only be explained by a haunting. As I had mentioned the blinds will suddenly drop occasionally, lights will be on one minute and then appear to turn themselves off the next minute, and there is an eerie feeling about the building specifically at night.
There is another strange thing that happens in the building. If you visit "The Bell Hall" where the Stanley Cup is displayed you will notice that there is a big old fashioned bank clock on the balcony. The funny thing is that the clock is missing a hand. The reason for this is that the hand mysteriously disappeared one day. Someone was called to replace it and after a short period of time the new hand disappeared as well. This happened several times before they just gave up trying to replace it. Its weird but very true.
Anyway I know that this all seems a little strange and some of it hard to believe but if you talked to an employee there which had been around for a while (past 10 years), they would most likely be able to confirm at least the story of the little boy.
Our thanks to this witness for the above report.