The story
The Ghostlight Theatre occupies a steepled 1870s former Methodist church on Schenck Street in Tonawanda, New York, where a community company staged its way into the building's legends so thoroughly it took its name from them — the ghost light, theatre's traditional lone bulb, burning here for residents the troupe considers colleagues. Telling gathered across productions describes a girl called Grace in company tradition — glimpsed in the balcony and stage left, blamed sweetly for props moved and cues nudged — alongside a caretaker-like man in the basement, organ echoes from the church decades, cold drafts crossing the house, voices in the empty auditorium and seats folding alone; paranormal groups have investigated between shows, and the company folds the lore into fundraisers and October programming with community-theatre relish. Identifications are troupe tradition, undocumented. A working theatre: visiting means tickets and events. Present the Ghostlight as adaptive-reuse charm first — church to playhouse — with resident Grace the company's beloved co-star.