By David Lohr
(Continued)
As I made my way up to the front door of the house, my eyes were transfixed on the barn. That was my key destination. The main thing I had driven all those miles to find. In fact I was so preoccupied by the barn that I nearly stepped on a golden retriever who had made himself at home on the front steps. Luckily for me he proved to be quite friendly.
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| The Avery family farm house. (Taro Yamasaki/TIMEPIX) |
I knocked on the front door several times, but there was no answer. I could see inside and the house appeared to be vacant, perhaps waiting for new renters to occupy its empty spaces. I had no idea who to talk to, so I decided to walk over to the barn to snap a few photos. As I made my way closer, I noticed the front doors were ajar and I decided to move in for a closer look. Whether it was my paranoia or simply the fact that I knew what had happened in the barn, goosebumps ran up and down my spine as I stepped inside.
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| Pit where bodies of the Avery family were discovered. |
It was quiet and cold, not just from the December winds, but also from the scene that was beginning to form in my mind. I used a copy of the map that Officer Ron Andolsek had drawn back in 1990 to direct me to the location of the pit. I stood there in utter disbelief as my eyes took everything in. Amazingly, some ten years later, the pit where the bodies had been buried remained untouched. No one ever bothered to completely fill it in and a pool of deep icy water took up most of the area.
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