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Last of Their Kind

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captain81503

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I was not sure where to share this in the forums, because while it isn't necessarily paranormal, it is something rather strange.

A while back I was just chatting with my Father, and I we had a paranormal type TV show with a focus on Native Americans playing in the back ground and as we watched he began to tell me a pretty amazing story about an occurrence in the town where he grew up.

It is called East Carbon now, but when my Father lived there it was called Dragerton, located in Utah. When he lived there it was a town that owed its existence to coal mining, and one of the mines up against the mountains had a large smoke stack that released flames when the mine was burning something off. This will be an important part in the story later.

According to my Father, one day a very old Native American couple wandered into town and came to the local general store. My father by chance came to the store that day to buy some things his Mother had wanted and he saw the old couple. The were dressed in what you would call traditional Native American garb and spoke no English. The store keeper tried to communicate with them with little success, so he called in the town Sheriff for help. Like the store keeper he had no success communicating with them, so the Sheriff had the idea of calling someone from the local Ute Indian reservation to help talk with them.

So a younger man from the reservation comes to town and tries to communicate with the couple. He hears their words, but barely understands them. He says there are a few words here and there that he understands, but the others sound either entirely foreign or similar to Ute words used today, but slightly different. The young man decides to go back to the reservation and bring in an tribal elder who might be able to understand them. When he returned with the elder, the elder said that the language the were speaking was Ute, but it was a dialect that had not been used for hundreds of years and that even he was having difficulty understanding the old couple. However, after talking with them he was able to figure out what they were saying.

Apparently they lived in an ancient cliff dwelling in the mountains behind the town. And when they would venture from the dwelling to hunt or gather food the would see the "Fire Mountain" (the coal mine's smoke stack) far off in the distance and it was apparently a curiosity to them. It intrigued them so much that they decided to take one last journey from the dwelling down the mountain to see the Fire Mountain, knowing they were simply too old to make the journey back and would live out the last of their days near the Fire Mountain.

Well eventually they were released into the custody of the Ute Indian reservation where if I understand the story correctly, they lived out the last of there days there peacefully until they both eventually died a year or two later.

Apparently during the conversation with the old couple the elder was able to figure out the general area where they said they had come from, and as news of the couple's story made it way through town and the surrounding area, people began to comb the area to look for the dwelling. The area is know to have once been inhabited by the Fremont Indians and dwellings and artifacts of these ancient Indians had been found for years and in fact discoveries are still found in this area, however with less frequency. Try as they may, nobody ever found this dwelling the couple said they had come from.

Time displacement? Refugees from a similar but different universe? Or were they simply the last of their kind? I don't do the story justice, my father tells is so much better and I have no reason not to believe him. I haven't dug into the story to look for evidence or anything... I'm a teacher and simply don't have a lot of extra time. Has anyone else out there heard of this story or something similar elsewhere?
 
Good story! Thanks for sharing.

No paranormal explanations are necessary to account for the old people. It doesn't happen today because of the Agenda 21 program to catalog into social planning databases every person and inch of land, but in the past it was not uncommon for hermit-type people to live their whole lives in isolation.

As a kid in Louisiana in the 1970's I rode motorcycles deep into the swamps to camp an hunt for days at a time. Occasionally I would run across old men living in shacks in the swamps, miles from the nearest road with nothing but a footpath to their cabin.

Usually they had a sponsor, somebody who brought them supplies a few times a year out of pity. Because of their isolation (no radio or TV) their speech patterns were archaic and old-fashioned. One old black guy spoke an old style of pigdin French from the 1930's nobody spoke anymore.

With petroleum exploration and fears of legal liability from landowners, very few people are allowed to exist like that anymore.

Here's a good documentary about a Russian family who completely missed out on World War II...

 
This is exactly why I love the forum and why coming here is an education more often than not. Great story and many thanks for taking the time to share it.

Anyone out there reading this who has a story to tell, not necessarily paranormal but let's say 'out of the ordinary' or just very interesting, please please get typing and share - a more willing audience you will not find!
 
I'm glad you all liked the story I posted! I apologize for the poor grammar... I just re-read it and I could have done a better job with that! It was late when I posted it :)
 
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