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I saw a stately young man with
a walking stick standing at my
Mom’s grave. I called out to my
cousins.
“Look, there is a man at my
Mom’s grave. Who is he? “

Anne Marie and Joel looked at me puzzled. “You
must be hallucinating, Kori, there isn’t anyone
there.”With that said, off they went to their car.

But I saw him. I just stood there staring at him as a
mist started to appear. Suddenly, I felt like I had been
transported to another time and place and was at a
strange funeral ceremony.

Thick mist was rising up the side of the mountain
behind a group of native men and women, some with
tattooed faces. Chanting and wailing, the haunting
sound of mourning voices carried on the winds.

I saw a hand place an engraved walking stick on top
of a casket. My vision zoomed toward the stick to see
the fierce warrior face carved onto the top of it.

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