I live in an 18th century blacksmith's log cabin which was smack dab in the heart of the French & Indian Wars *and* innumerable documented Indian raids in which, in this area, there were no survivors.
It's also part of the old wagon train village/repair complex on The Old National Pike.
Two gunshot suicides also happened with a hundred yards of my house, both of which were members of the family that owned this house prior to my acquisition.
I've seen/heard things I can't rationally explain.
[many things, in fact but you sort of "get used to it" after a couple decades]....
Nice Dobe, BTW....here's my boy:
[I believe he's seen one of the 'suicides' too....he 'alerts' to the dark spot across the stream from my house late at night and there's never anything "visible" there....just a blacker shadow in the blackness of the deep woods]
"And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
YMMV.
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