Jeffrey is the mischievous “something” that has headquarters in the Windham home in Selma. He first made his presence known in October 1966, and since then he has continued, at irregular and infrequent intervals, to clump down the hall, slam doors, rock in a chair, frighten the family cat (now deceased—through no fault of Jeffrey), move heavy pieces of furniture, cause electronic equipment to malfunction, and hide objects.

He frequently accompanies Mrs. Windham on her travels, and tales of Jeffrey’s antics are widely recounted. “Nobody has ever been afraid of Jeffrey,” Mrs. Windham says. “He is very convenient to have—we blame everything that goes awry on him. His only purpose for existing (if that word is proper) is to prod me into collecting and preserving ‘true’ ghost stories from throughout the South.”