There is a bridge over the river over on a road there. A long time ago, a farmer, his wife and his kid lived there. The dad was gone to town, and the mother was doing laundry. Her child had wandered out into the river. The mother heard her child crying and she herself couldn’t swim, but she jumped in anyways. They both drown. Today, if you park on the bridge, you’ll get this terrifying feeling. The chills, the shakes – really cold. Legend has it, that if you read the Lord’s Prayer backwards while on the bridge, you’ll see the mother walking toward you with her waterlogged child in her arms, asking for help. The bridge will then collapse, and you’ll join them both in a watery death. No one’s ever been brave enough to try it.
The crossroads where the paranormal and history meet.