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By: Jim Fitzpatrick |
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Email: jim@nunica.com |
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Local Farmer in Polkton Township writes for the Coopersville Observer. |
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Along Brandy Creek By Jim Fitzpatrick
The Coopersville Observer Dec 26, 2005- - No. 64 |
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There is a mysterious hole in the earth, back in the woods. It has been there for years. The farmer remembers seeing it when he was a boy. That was when Cousin Bernard owned the farm. He was a single fellow, worked the land, lived with his folks and died young at 35 years.
The opening in the ground is a good six feet square; it’s shape giving it cause to stand out among the less geometric forms of the woods. The bottom is perfectly flat, less than two feet down. The soil was shoveled out and piled at the edges all around. Small trees grow up through the aging excavation. Grasses and leaves mat the surface of it all.
The farmer’s kid has imagined all kinds of stories about what went on there. The young boy went back with a six foot steel rod one evening just before dark. He told of stepping into the opening, how he pushed that probe down as far as it would go. He thought for sure that he would find either treasure or bones, wasn’t sure which. Not a clue was discovered to either one. And then, it started to get dark! Young son walked a bit faster than usual that evening, as he headed for home. There was a sense that possibly he had been “poking around” in a situation that was better left alone, for a few more years.
Very likely, there is only one that could have told what went on back there in the trees; when the soil was dug out and piled up. Bernard has been gone for a long time. He has taken that secret with him to the grave. Grave? Hmmm! |
