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Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Lake Oswego, OR
Posts: 6,264
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My family has a Bigfoot story. It is my FIL's father. Both now deceased.
The Father of my FIL was a Nazarene Minister. Conservative. Lived somewhere in the PNW at the time. Pretty rural. Gets the call at night. Widow. Dogs barking. Smell. He leaves his family with a gun. Big prints threw a freshly plowed field. Weird smell. EVERY ONE of the Bigfoot tale datapoints is in this story.
Father of FIL ends up spending the night. You get the picture.
And? My conclusion 50+ years later? This was a cover for a booty call.
The story was too perfect.
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