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View Diary: The 141st  Anniversary of the Washita Massacre of Nov. 27, 1868 (55 comments)

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  •  My Father Passed In His House And... (8+ / 0-)

    I came out and stayed in the guest bedroom to attend the services and funeral.

    He wasn't a victim of massacre or treachery like native Americans.

    Even though his chair had been returned to the medical rental agency, I could hear his electric wheelchair go down the hall at about 2AM until I returned to my home about a week later.

    So I definitely believe that real humans (as compared to sociopaths) can detect the energy around places of death. I can well imagine that places of genocide would be spooky and troubling.

    My great-greats were slaveholders, not "Indian-fighters" but the old slave quarters on Anti-bellum plantations are sad, sobering and shame-filled places as well.


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