Firwood owns an island, an entire island. For interesting facts sake, it's the only island on Lake Whatcom. There are many legends of the island. One such legend tells a tale about Native Americans who inhabited the island, then killed themselves so they wouldn't be captured by raiding enemy Native Americans. Many believed that the voices of the former inhabitants could still be heard to this day. However, that myth was proven wrong when it was discovered that those voices were instead from little campers hunting deer, rolling down muddy hills, fighting each other and staff with sticks and pine cones and looking for Cabins filled with candy, chocolate sauce and gumdrops. There was no one over there when I went over, just a deer.
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