I woke up this morning with a bur under my saddle and I have been ready for a fight all day. It’s just one of those days I guess. This evening I was just cruising Facebook to see all the news, that really isn’t news, and most of which I don’t really care about. I found this:
One of the most absurd articles I have read in a long time. The first comment I made on this post they must not have liked because I see it wasn’t published. But they need to know that their story was completely wrong (I’m sure they do know this, but I wanted the satisfaction of letting them know I know too.) and that maybe the should do some better research before they go spreading such rumors.
I haven’t written much about the bigger history of our farm and maybe it’s time. I will get some more facts together about it for you. It’s really kinda interesting. I didn’t know what we were buying until we did. That may be more of a winter writing project. For now here’s my “fire” about the above.
The farm that we live on was part of the Lake Julia Tuberculosis Sanatorium. It produced the dairy and a lot of the food that fed those living and working at the facility. In fact the old gutters and remains of the manger are still in the barn today. Though the house has been added on to over the years the original part is still at the heart of it and the old plaster and lath walls still remain.
The blog post above it so far from the truth I can’t even sit still to think about it. There is plenty of lore out there about the place and truth if people actually care to hear what actually took place. If you want to write fiction than state that it if fiction. Don’t write fiction and let people believe it’s true! That’s a good reason that historic places and old houses are broken in to and vandalized; because of some crazy story that people believe to be true and want to see it for themselves.
It was a sanitorium years ago. Yes, there are incinerators there. It’s not like they the means to safely transport infectious materials and refuse to be disposed of in a different location like we do today. To some it may seem like a spooky place to others it’s just how things were (and are).
The next two links are from someone who lived on our farm in the very beginning. She has some real stories about how things were when everything was up and running. Take a few minutes to check them out before you get too sucked into the fiction.
Photo was taken by Bemidji Pioneer