My family and I had decided to visit the McRaven House at the very last minute on the 24th of August. When we went into Mary Elizabeth's room; she let us know that she was very much in "her" room by opening and shutting her dresser door. Of course, some of the family were freaked out, but I was even more intrigued. I plan to go back and visit her. I just felt the sadness of her short life. I love Vicksburg!