On the RoadON THE ROAD I had heard stories of Freytown as a child from my father who had family living in one of the original homes from Freytown. I had wanted to visit for months and finally one day begged my dad to take me, but it was raining and I was only able to stop at the cemetery and take pictures of some of the old tombstones. But my story doesn’t end there. A week later I returned to the cemetery after looking over many of my pictures, in two I swear I can see houses in the distance and walked back to the back of the cemetery and found nothing. So I decided that I was going toOn the Road
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