TRUE STORY: I was rebuilding a deck over sandy soil and-having seen this meme before- I mentioned to the homeowner doing the same thing. We chuckled.
A week later I got a call asking if I actually did that. “No, why?”…“because we were planting a tree and dug up human bones.” WTF?!
Yes, indeed, they had. Turns out this was the site of a great battle a couple hundred years ago and all the bodies were just lightly sanded over. It was a big issue when a shopping center was built, and all remains were gathered and reinterred in a gated spit in the parking lot.
A similar thing happened where I grew up. An old farm sold to become a strip mall, during preliminary stuff they discovered a bunch of shallow graves. Since they were likely native American given the area (depending on which side of a river it could be native Americans or civil war soldiers), they were reburied in a large mound near the back of the lot.
Since it’s next to a pet store, people walk their dogs to piss and shit all over it.
And that about sums up local feelings for natives.
When my ex and I were looking at the house we bought, on our first walkthrough, I noticed the space between two rooms didn’t add up, and there must be hidden space behind the paneling in one room. Our agent joked that maybe there’s a dead body stashed in there.
Fast forward a year, he writes a short novel about a real estate agent who finds a dead body in a house during a walkthrough.
TRUE STORY: I was rebuilding a deck over sandy soil and-having seen this meme before- I mentioned to the homeowner doing the same thing. We chuckled.
A week later I got a call asking if I actually did that. “No, why?”…“because we were planting a tree and dug up human bones.” WTF?!
Yes, indeed, they had. Turns out this was the site of a great battle a couple hundred years ago and all the bodies were just lightly sanded over. It was a big issue when a shopping center was built, and all remains were gathered and reinterred in a gated spit in the parking lot.
A similar thing happened where I grew up. An old farm sold to become a strip mall, during preliminary stuff they discovered a bunch of shallow graves. Since they were likely native American given the area (depending on which side of a river it could be native Americans or civil war soldiers), they were reburied in a large mound near the back of the lot.
Since it’s next to a pet store, people walk their dogs to piss and shit all over it.
And that about sums up local feelings for natives.
When my ex and I were looking at the house we bought, on our first walkthrough, I noticed the space between two rooms didn’t add up, and there must be hidden space behind the paneling in one room. Our agent joked that maybe there’s a dead body stashed in there.
Fast forward a year, he writes a short novel about a real estate agent who finds a dead body in a house during a walkthrough.
Still can’t get over that.
Your ex wrote the novel? How did it sell?