Some years ago, I stumbled upon an abandoned farm on an old dirt road some miles outside of Kitaning. It was a pastoral scene out of the 19Th-century and filled with mystique and ambiance. Inciting such zeal and wonder, I couldn't restain and began explore the grounds and barn, then, as I found the back door of the house opened, and realizing it'd been vacated for years, I entered the old clapboard and begin to survey the place. Finally I found a way to the atic, thinking that possibly some interesting old artifacts could be found - there were old Granger magizines from 1915 and about and numersious odds and ends you'd expect...trunks, old xmas decorations, and then...I stumbled accross this old small wooden box that had a latch and was locked....from an old tool box I found a sizable screw driver and begin to pry it open. Once opened I was astounded by the sensation as I gazed at the most bizarre sight of my life: a cadaver of an infant with eyes intact and looking straight at me...I was overwhelmed with fright as there was more to this than a mere corpse, there was this insidious mystical manifestation that imparted such fierce sensation that I nearly killed myself trying to escape...the body was imbued with such an errie internal presence that I couldn't begin to discribe. It was as if it wasn't dead at all. That was in my teens traveling about America with a napsack and I often wanted to return but lost track of where it was. That experience was in the early '90s and I wonder if it's been discovered...?
