Saturday, January 21, 2023

Soo Locks

 


The Soo Locks in Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan has served the shipping industry since the 1800s. The importance of the delivery of iron ore to the steel plants is vital to our national economy especially during war time. The locks were the most heavily guarded area in America. Troops on skis, anti-aircraft guns, searchlights and the U.S. Coast Guard provided protection and ensured the safe operation of the locks. Fort Brady served as the post which is now the location of Lake Superior State University. The Edmund Fitzgerald used the locks on many occasions. You remember the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald in 1975. Vessels that travel through the locks vary in size from very small to 1,000 foot long by 105-foot-wide freighters. The U.S. Corps of Engineers logged on average 12,000 passages each year. The construction of a new lock began this year (2022).

    America’s Midwest is rich in resources such as agriculture to minerals. In order to get products to the consumers many ships have to pass through the locks making these specific locks the busiest in the world. According to tonnage, iron ore is the largest commodity. However, large amounts of grain, salt, limestone, coal and other cargoes make it through the Great Lakes to other parts of the United States and around the world (Penrod/Hiawatha, 2019).

    “The State lock was built in 1855 with a length of 350 feet, width 60 feet, depth 11 ½ feet and was destroyed in 1888 by excavation for the present Poe lock.The Weitzel lock was built in 1881 with a length of 515 feet, 80 feet wide narrowing up to 60 feet at the gates, with 17 feet depth. This lock was destroyed in 1943 by excavation for the present MacArthur lock. The Poe lock was built in 1896 with a length of 704 feet, 100 feet wide and having 16.6 feet depth and is still operating. The Davis lock was built in 1914 with a length of 1350 feet, width 80 feet, depth 23 feet and is still in operation. The Sabin lock was built in 1919, length 1350 feet, width 80 feet, depth 24 ½ feet and is still operating. The MacArthur lock was built in 1943, length 800 feet, width 80 feet, depth 31 feet and is still in operation. The four American locks take a force of about 175 men to operate them and in addition employ some 150 others as engineers, electricians, mechanics, clerical and mail clerks, laborers, etc. (Brotherton, ND).

    “Strangely enough, the Soo is the least known of modern engineering achievements. When you view the ships that go through the locks on an average of one every 18 minutes, 24 hours a day, eight months of the year, you are astonished at the speed and ease with which the vessels are raised and lowered, so that a freighter which has been towering above you has, in a few moments, dropped so low that you are looking down on its deck. The Soo Locks are really a set of gigantic water elevators raising or lowering the ship over the hump of 18 to 20 feet between the level of Lake Huron and Lake Superior.

    “Since the first cargo of iron ore passed through the Canal in 1855, more than three billion tons of iron ore have passed through the locks. Little did the American people dream 100 years ago that the locks would prove such a vital role in national and world economy.

    “It was 100 years ago, April 19, 1855 that Charles T. Harvey first opened the sluice gates of the cofferdam and water entered the first state lock, a tandem affair of two chambers each doing part of the total job. But it was not until June 18 that the first sidewheel steamer, the Illinois, with Captain Jack Wilson in command, passed through the locks bound westward to Marquette. Later still, on August 14, 1855 the first cargo of 132 tons of iron ore left Marquette on the Brig Columbia, Judson Wells master, and passed through the locks on August 17.

 

   “The Sault has a long and colorful history. Two years before the Pilgrims in the Mayflower landed at Plymouth Rock, a French explorer, Etienne Brule, stared in amazement at the rushing waters and in 1668 Father Marquette established a mission there. In modern times the rapids proved a bottleneck to the transportation of copper and iron that had been discovered in the North Country. Charles T. Harvey, who came there in 1852 saw the great possibilities and he, together with John Burt, his engineer, completed the Soo Canal in 1855 – 100 years ago.”      

    “Sault Ste. Marie is the third oldest city in the United States and has undergone many changes. Back in the day, Sault Ste. Marie was a bustling city with streetcars and more people lived in the area.  Pere Marquette visited the are in 1668 and was spellbound by the great beauty of the tumbling waters. He gave it its name, “Le Saut de Sainte Marie,” the “Falls of Holy Mary” -we call it “the Soo” (Brotherton, ND).

    The Soo has a long history that included Native Americans such as the Ojibwe making the area, referred to as “Bahweting” or place of the rapids, their home. The rapids and surrounding water ways, filled with a vast amount of whitefish and other fish, served as an area that provided for the needs of the Ojibwe people. A vast amount of wild game also provided sustenance. Fur traders made the area their home. The main office for the Sault Ste. Marie Tribe of Chippewa Indians is located in the Soo today.

    The best way to get a feel and to really see the locks is by standing on the observation deck at the Soo Locks park or to take a boat ride on the Soo Locks Boat Tour. The boat tour takes you through the locks and the boat is raised and lowered in the locks. You may enter the locks with other small vessels and view larger vessels either leaving or coming into the locks. Approximately every 18 minutes a boat or ship is traveling through the locks eight months out of the year. The locks are closed due to inclement weather and for maintenance during the winter months. To experience one of the least known phenomenal engineering marvels in the world, visit the Soo Locks. See the ships as they travel through the locks transporting goods all over the U.S. and the world.

 

Bibliography

Brotherton, (ND). The Soo Locks – One Hundred Years Ago – Summer 1955. Retrieved

from The Soo Locks – One Hundred Years Ago – Summer 1955 – National Museum of the Great Lakes                    (nmgl.org)

Penrod/Hiawatha (2019). Soo Locks: Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. Italy: KINA Italia/L.E.G.O. S.p.A.

 

 

 

 

My Encounter with Bigfoot

 


My month of solitude to write my novel at a cabin in the woods forced me to face many of my fears. Fear of the dark, strange sounds and large scary animals that walk on two feet to name a few. Unknown sounds bellowing in the darkness. I experienced a loss of electricity with a thunderstorm during the evening hours. Several situations led me down a path of trepidation. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine developing a bizarre friendship with a being twice my size.

    The cabin I rented, nestled in the hills between Munising and Marquette, had state of the art appliances, three large bedrooms and a wraparound deck. I often sat outside when weather permitted to conduct my research and work on my book. Laptops travel anywhere especially on a nice table facing a river. The inside walls consisted of large logs varnished to a nice shine. The fire in the fireplace crackled with the burning of birch logs.

    I smile watching bits of birch bounce off the fire. Sitting on a leather sofa, eating popcorn and shifting through my notes. My feet toasty with bunny slippers and a plush robe covers me from my neck to toe. This is the life. My heart quickens when I read over part of my notes where a woman was mysteriously murdered. The crime solving duo of Macey and her golden retriever, Lucy, are at it again. Lucy found a piece of the woman’s clothing and the plan was for Lucy to lead the detectives and Macey to the dead body. April, the missing woman, has been missing for three days. Her friends have been searching high and low for her. Lots of twists and turns to the plot, so my readers won’t know who killed her until almost the end of the story. No one would expect her mailman who loved her from afar.

    I am going to bed so I can get up early and hike some of the trails around the cabin. I was told lumbering businesses constructed many of the two track roads back in the day. Where I am staying the forest is thick with pine, oak and maple trees. It did not look like lumber jacks have been here for quite a long time. The weather is supposed to be dry and sunny tomorrow. A fall day in September in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (U.P.). I am glad I discovered this location. My busy life in Petoskey leaves me little time to explore nature. My time at the cabin is my time to recuperate and get in touch with the great outdoors. Hopefully, I see a few deer and possibly some bunnies and I hope the bears stay away from me.

    My sleep was unhindered. I slept like a log. The smell of coffee brewing and biscuits cooking in the oven welcomed the morning with a warm cozy feeling. I scrambled a couple of eggs to go with my meal and cleaned some grapes. Every morning I journal and count my blessings.

    I dressed warmly in a red flannel shirt and jeans with hiking boots. I took a flashlight, a couple of bottles of water and a sandwich for later. I did not know how long I would be in the woods. My friends back home worry about my adventures and think I take too many risks. I tell them I only hike in safe places. Never hiked here before. I hope I am right and it is a safe place. Hiking happens to be one of my favorite things to do. I love being outdoors.

    Many different types of birds flew above me. Happy to see an eagle. Lots of hawks of many sizes and colors. I saw two sandhill cranes off in a meadow. Haven’t seen any deer yet.

    Large rocks peppered the edge of the river. I sat on one and looked out at the water. Slight ripples cascaded over the water. A trout jumped out of the water. An eagle dove and caught the fish. I was amazed at how fast that happened. The fish did not stand a chance.

    My sandwich was delicious. I have always loved a good peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The water quenched my thirst. My watch indicated it was almost noon.

    My walk onto another trail revealed a vast amount of pine trees. I love the smell of those trees.

  The woods were thick and when I rounded a corner, I met the scariest animal I ever imagined seeing. It was a bigfoot. We were both startled at the meeting. I backed up and so did the creature. I stared at him, and he appeared to be crying. A bigfoot crying. He covered his face with his hands and sat on the ground. I did not know what to make of the scene. My fear slowly left me as I stared at him. I almost wanted to hug the being. My mind started churning about the story I could conjure regarding this situation. I am always thinking of a new story line for future books.

    I did something I never thought I would end up doing. I sat next to the creature and asked why he was crying. I had a soft spot for anyone who was sad and now I discovered my empathy extended to animals as well. He stopped crying and looked at me for a while and took a stick and drew something in the dirt. It looked like he drew something that looked like him.

    “Did you lose someone?” I asked.

    He stood up and I followed him. We stopped on top of this really big hill. He pointed down and I could see something white like him laying at the bottom. I could tell from my vantage point that the being was not moving. 

    I really did not know what to do but say I was sorry.

    He tilted his head back and made this loud sound that made the hair on my body stand at attention. He made the sound again. It sounded like a cross between a bear’s growl and the sound of a wolf howling. Strange and eerie.

   I remember when I met with some native women in Canada. They told me when you hear a bigfoot howl, it is a good omen. I was hoping they were right.

   He stopped making the noise and tears were streaming down his face again.

   I read books about animals reacting to painful situations like losses and they grieve like humans do. Am I witnessing it first-hand?

   Before I realized what was happening, my arms encircled him for a reassuring hug. He hugged me back. He smelled musty and of fresh dirt. My friends would never understand this transaction. Perhaps, I will not tell them. It will be my secret.

    He followed me to the river and we sat for a while watching the water. Is this animal more human than I thought? He feels the pain of loss. I do not fear him even though he is twice my size. I was getting hungry. It’s been hours since I ate my sandwich. So, I made motions like I was eating something and asked him if he was hungry. Am I going to take a bigfoot back to my cabin and feed him? Will wonders never cease?

    We started walking back to my cabin. It took us almost an hour before we arrived. I motioned for him to sit on one of the chairs on the deck. He sat down, looking as if he was at a child’s table.

    I wonder what a bigfoot likes to eat. I peered in my refrigerator and found some left-over hamburger patties I cooked the other night and nuked one. An apple was cut up and I added some raw baby carrots to the plate. The same plate of food was prepared for me to eat. I decided  not to add a bun to the meat. Not sure if bigfoots eat bread. It almost looked like he smiled when he saw the food. The food was eaten post haste, so I prepared more for him. Not sure how much a bigfoot eats. He rubbed his belly.

   We sat for a while. I thought perhaps he may like to watch television. I motioned for him to come inside and he followed me. I found a show about wild animals and decided it was a safe choice. He frowned at the television and curled up on the sofa and fell fast asleep.

    I had a conundrum on my hands. I did not want to be attacked in my sleep by this stranger. Perhaps a locked door would be my safe option. Retiring to bed with a furry interloper on my sofa was perhaps the least of my worries. A storm was brewing. The windows rattled with high winds. The lights flickered. I ended up climbing the stairs in the dark and prepared for bed. I lit a candle on my nightstand. Thankful for the flashlight I found on my dresser after the candle illuminated the room. Huddled under my covers, sleep evaded me for quite a while. I could hear wolves howling in the distance. At least I thought it was wolves. Perhaps coyotes or more bigfoot creatures. Did I lock my front door? Can’t worry about that now.

    When I woke the next morning, my light on my nightstand was on. That meant the electricity was on again. No noises came from the downstairs. I wonder if he is still sleeping. The clothes I wore the day before were strewn on the floor. I donned those, brushed my teeth and washed my face and decided to check on my enormous furry guest.

    He was sitting on the sofa looking around. Again, he looked like he smiled at me as I descended the stairs. I sat on the easy chair and decided I needed to come up with a name for my furry interloper.

    “Do you want a name?”

    He frowned and stared back at me.

    “How about Fred?”

    “How about Sam?”

    He appeared to smile at that name.

    “Sam it is.”

    “Sam would you like something to eat.” I made the eating movements by moving my hand to my mouth and pretended to chew something.

    I prepared toast with peanut butter on it. Not too many options until I visit the country store again. I served him a glass of milk with his toast which he readily drank and held up his glass for more.

   The news station was on for a while. I watched intently and then turned to the weather channel. Some of my normal rituals I partake in each morning. It looked like it was going to be a nice day and no storms in the near future.

    Sam was led outside and I waved goodbye to him. He didn’t know what I wanted. I walked towards a trail and walked for a little while turned around and said goodbye to him and waved. He tried to mimic my wave. I started walking back to my cabin. He looked confused. I kept walking and did not turn around to look at him. I did not want to encourage him.

    When I returned to my cabin, it appeared he did not follow me.

    I thought about my visit with my new furry friend and thought he must be lonely since he lost his friend. Animals probably get lonely and want companionship. Giving him food didn’t hurt. Thoughts of the movie “The Ice Age” came to mind and all the animals that hung out together like the Saber Tooth Tiger, Sloth and the Mastodon. They appeared to be very unlikely companions.

    It’s been days since I last saw Sam. I was content with the progress I made on my book. The plot thickened when Lucy led the detectives and Macey to the dead body of the missing woman at an old abandoned warehouse. Decay progressed quickly in the heat. The detectives and Macey had to hold their noses to prevent from getting sick. The killer had her dressed in winter attire: a winter coat, snow pants, winter hat and mittens. Odd for a July day.

    The dialogue flowed nicely between the characters. Lucy sat watching them talk. Macey had more leads than the detectives and started solving the case. She had a reputation for solving mysteries in the little village of Mottsville in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. The police department appreciated her help.

    I was getting tired, so I decided to turn in. I made sure all the windows and doors were locked before heading up to bed.

   The next morning Sam was at my front door with a dead rabbit in his hand. Fortunately, I helped my father clean rabbits, duck and deer. My father was an avid hunter and brought home a lot of wild game for our family. He thought the meat was better than what you could buy in a store.

   Sam was glad to come into the cabin and I graciously accepted the rabbit. He appeared surprised when I placed the rabbit on a cutting board and started cutting the rabbit. Pulling off the fur until I got down to the meat of the rabbit. I cut the meat into little pieces and placed the pieces of meat in a large frying pan along with oil. The meat was sizzling in the pan while I cut up carrots, celery and potatoes and added the vegetables to the meat. Afraid to add onion in case they could make Sam sick like onions can concerning dogs. My plan involved making a stir fry and add rice. I eat a lot of stir fries, so I usually have plenty of fresh vegetables on hand.

    Sam looked so content to be sitting on the sofa watching television while I cooked. What is he going to do when I return home? Should I be a little concerned about my new friend?

    We sat down at the dining room table to eat our strange breakfast of stir fry served on a bed of rice. Sam stared at the plate of food and the spoon and fork. I picked up my tablespoon and showed him how to hold it. He followed suit clumsily grasping the spoon. I showed him how to scoop up the food. He made several attempts until he finally got some food on the spoon and shakily brought the spoon to his mouth. I smiled to offer encouragement. It did not take long for him to grasp the concept of eating with a spoon. When he finished with most of the food on his plate, he licked the plate. I took that as a compliment that he really liked the food.

    It looked like it was going to be a nice day for a hike in the woods before settling down to writing. I dressed warmly in a flannel shirt, hoody and jeans. A little envious of Sam because he did not have to bother with clothing.

    We headed together into the woods to check out the trails and stopped by the river to watch the ducks and loons paddle around the water. Beautiful scene. Sam headed to the water and appeared to be washing himself and cupped his hands to drink the fresh cool water. He did smell a little like wet dog when he got out of the water. I smiled at the thought of him resembling a dog to a small degree. My busy schedule did not permit me to have a pet. On occasion I would visit the local animal shelter to pet cats and walk dogs to get my fix.

   We continued on our hike and came to a clearing. I noticed something large and white off in the distance. I pointed the creature out to Sam. Found out I didn’t need to. He noticed right away. His nostrils flared as he smelled the air.

    “Go Sam. He could be a friend.” It did not take much prompting, he headed towards what looked like another bigfoot. The creature ran towards him. The bigfoot looked like the one we saw at the bottom of the hill. I wonder if he or she recovered from the fall. They appeared to be hugging like long lost friends. I was elated to see the meeting or reunion. Sam looked at me and I waved him on. They both turned and headed in the opposite direction.

     I headed to the embankment where I saw the fallen bigfoot. I looked down the large hill and did not see any trace of the creature. This story does have a happy ending. I believe they are reunited. Feeling bad that perhaps we, meaning Sam and I, needed to find a way to get down to the bottom of the hill to check on the bigfoot.

    My last few days at the cabin went by very quickly as I ended up putting the finishing touches on my book. It definitely needs extensive editing since I finished some of it in such a hurry. I like the ending and how Macey is falling for one of the detectives. I am glad the Macey and Lucy series has taken off like a storm.

    I regretfully packed up my belongings and headed back to Petoskey. Hopefully, I can rent the same cabin next year and run into Sam again and perhaps his mate or friend.

     

     

   

   

    

Evil Parasites

 

The days of feeling safe are not behind Shannon. People who claimed to be her friends almost killed her by feeding on her energy field excessively for days after she opened her home to them. Jared and Marilyn visited Dan and Shannon during the Thanksgiving Holiday. They came as soon as they could early Wednesday afternoon. Shannon felt they really wanted to spend time at their home, hence their early arrival. Shannon planned fun activities for them. She invited friends over for a game night at their home on Wednesday evening. A delicious Thanksgiving dinner was served the following day. Shannon took them hiking, shopping and out to eat and they watched a football game on Saturday. Shannon was an emotional mess by the time they left on Sunday; baffled as to why she felt angry, sad, depressed and frustrated at the same time. She needed to understand why.

    Dan and Shannon met Jared and Marilyn when they attended walking tours they were giving on haunted places and history covering the area they lived in. After the third walking tour, Jared approached Shannon and Dan to get to know them. A friendship ensued after Shannon invited them to attend writing groups, game nights, and other fun activities. Jared and Marilyn met and established friendships with many of Shannon’s friends. She would love bomb Shannon about the opportunities Shannon provided her on multiple occasions to the point that Shannon became uncomfortable. Love bombing is something narcissists do to throw off their targets.

Shannon happens to be a well-read intellectual and Jared could talk to her about historical data in great detail. She enjoyed their conversations about Native American history. Jared was also well-read in many of the areas Shannon was interested in. Shannon wrote books about Native American history, and it was nice for her to be able to discuss some of the topics she covered in her books. Jared called her with new information when he ran into something of interest.

To make matters worse, Shannon did not trust Marilyn. She felt there was something radically wrong with her and she felt sorry for Jared who appeared to be Marilyn’s lacky. Marilyn was pathologically picky about food and had to have her way all the time. Jared was at retirement age, but he had to continue working so Marilyn could go on trips and do the things she wanted to do. Shannon discovered that Jared was paying high lot rent at a trailer court so Marilyn could move to another city. Their house was paid off.  At Jared’s advanced age of 69 he has been expected to cover a lot of expenses because of Marilyn.

             Shannon has a masters degree in social work and has studied many areas associated with mental health disorders and has attended many workshops to earn continued education units.  After Shannon hung around a variety of people who knew about psychic vampires and other realms of the supernatural, she developed an understanding of such people. She also attended paranormal conferences and has read a lot about what she referred to as darks, people with demon DNA. Looking back and knowing what she knew about Marilyn, her suspicions were strongly realized after the Thanksgiving week and weekend. Shannon happens to be a powerful empath and lightworker and they dangerously took advantage of her.

 

Wednesday Night

Marilyn and Jared ate heartily of the pizza Dan purchased. She approved of the meal and beverage of which she was also picky about.

Grace and Mark joined us for dinner. They were mutual friends of Dan and Shannon and Jared and Marilyn.

After dinner, Shannon brought out the game “Apples to Apples.” Everyone had a good time playing two games.

After that game Shannon asked if everyone wanted to play Yahtzee. Yahtzee involves counting up a score. Shannon knew Marilyn absolutely did not like math but introduced the game anyway because it’s an easy game for six people to play.

Marilyn played for a short time and then held Grace’s dog and stopped playing the game. She glared at Shannon for getting her into playing the game. Shannon recognized the glare and was not surprised at Marilyn’s reaction. Jared played happily and added scores by using his phone. Grace, Mark and Dan enjoyed playing the game.

It was a late night.

 

Thursday

Shannon rose early to put the turkey in the oven and then made a very large, Marilyn friendly, breakfast. Marilyn was an extremely picky eater and Shannon learned the ins and outs of her food choices so she could cater to her. Both Jared and Marilyn sat while Shannon and Dan cooked and cleaned up after breakfast.

A few games of “Apples to Apples” were played and then Shannon and Dan worked in the kitchen preparing the large turkey dinner with no assistance from Jared and Marilyn. Marilyn sat and colored and Jared stared at his phone and read.

After the very large delicious meal was eaten. Shannon and Dan cleaned up without any assistance from their guests. Shannon was surprised when they did not lift a finger to help.

A Hallmark movie was watched and then they turned in earlier than the night before. Dan had to work early the next day.

 

Friday

Again, Shannon made a large Marilyn friendly breakfast. They discussed what they would do and decided to go out to eat, hike and go to a favored book store.

While at the book store, things went well. Everyone went their separate ways to look at books.

At lunch, Marilyn appeared to be unhappy about her meal at the Mexican restaurant. Jared was very happy with his meal. He ordered what Shannon ordered, the shrimp fajitas.

After lunch, they went to a favorite hiking spot of Shannon’s. Again, Marilyn appeared to be unhappy about where they hiked.

It was a beautiful area with lots of trees and challenging trails with hills.

Dinner was served which involved pizza again. Shannon noticed how much pizza Marilyn ate and how many rolls she grabbed from the counter to consume. Marilyn was all about flavor and not about nutrition. Marilyn happened to be seriously overweight.

A Hallmark movie was watched that evening. Christmas movies with lots of cheer and good family fun. Always happy endings.

 

 

Saturday

Shannon had to go into town to purchase food for a family gathering that was being held at their home that morning and into the early afternoon. An early Christmas celebration while some of their grown kids were in town.

Jared and Marilyn went into town to shop and go out to eat.

Shannon and Dan had fun with their grown child, his wife and their grandchildren. They played games. Ate heartily of fried chicken and many side dishes.  They hated seeing them go but knew they had a lot of family to visit.

Jared and Marilyn were called to let them know they could come back to their home.

Jared and Dan watched a football game while Shannon and Marilyn read.

After the game, Jared and Marilyn were hungry. Shannon brought out the fried chicken and added side dishes.

Games were played that evening.

 

Sunday

Everyone got up about the same time. Shannon noticed while sitting in the living room that she was sad, angry and frustrated and could not figure out why. Shannon felt like crying and could not get it together. She was an emotional mess without any explanation. She lashed out at her husband. Jared took offense to it. The group decided to head to the restaurant to eat a nice breakfast in separate cars. Shannon tried to gain control and managed to return to as normal as possible by the time they arrived to the restaurant. Jared and Marilyn said they forgave Shannon and said they understood and don’t blame her. Everyone had a nice meal. Shannon and Dan had plans to go hiking after the meal. Jared wanted to join them. Marilyn, in a stern angry way, told Jared they were going home. Upon their departure, Shannon felt an immediate sense of relief and the horrible feelings she was experiencing lifted from her immediately.

 

After their visit Shannon explored with her guides what happened to her. She found out that she was near death. Jared and Marilyn excessively fed on her energy field the whole time they were with her. They did so when they pretended to not be paying attention like when Marilyn was coloring and Jared reading or looking at his phone. They also used other times to feed. They sat back while Shannon and Dan did all the work and fed mostly on Shannon.

As a light worker, Shannon has an abundance of energy. Her light energy can fill a room. The purpose of Shannon’s light energy is to help others, nondarks, heal. It is strong healing energy. It is not to feed evil parasites. Since people with demon DNA do not have souls, they feel empty and were given by some evil source the ability to feed on humans’ energy fields. Muggles and earth angels (light workers) have souls, also referred to as grays and whites. Shannon discovered that Jared was also a dark. She also learned that Marilyn’s demon that is connected to her is more powerful than Jared’s. That’s why he is the lacky. Shannon ended up getting very sick because when they fed they seriously compromised her immune system.

A week later Shannon received a hateful letter from Marilyn, that according to her Jared approved, telling her she needs counseling and saying many terrible things about her. Shannon has received letters from darks in the past from people who were supposed to care about her and the letter read like the letters from other darks. Shannon was glad Marilyn sent the letter because it gave her an easy out. Meanwhile, Shannon posted something on facebook warning people of energy/psychic/emotional vampires and the harm they can cause which ended up receiving lots of likes and someone commented that what we don’t see is more real than what we do see.

 

   

Friday, November 11, 2022

My Encounter with Bigfoot

 


My month of solitude to write my novel at a cabin in the woods forced me to face many of my fears. Fear of the dark, strange sounds and large scary animals that walk on two feet to name a few. Unknown sounds bellowing in the darkness. Loss of electricity when the area I was staying at was hit with a thunder storm during the evening hours. Several situations led me down a dark path of trepidation. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine developing a bizarre friendship with a being twice my size.

    The cabin I rented, nestled in the hills between Munising and Marquette, had state of the art appliances, three large bedrooms and a wraparound deck. I often sat outside when weather permitted to conduct my research and work on my book. Laptops travel anywhere especially on a nice table facing a river. The inside walls consisted of large logs varnished to a nice shine. The fire in the fireplace crackled with the burning of birch logs.

    I smile watching bits of birch bounce off the fire. Sitting on a leather sofa, eating popcorn and shifting through my notes. My feet toasty with bunny slippers and a plush robe covers me from my neck to toe. This is the life. My heart quickens when I read over a part of my notes where a woman was mysteriously murdered. The crime solving duo of Macey and her golden retriever, Lucy, are at it again. Lucy found a piece of the woman’s clothing and the plan was for Lucy to lead the detectives and Macey to the dead body. April, the missing woman, has been missing for three days. Her friends have been searching high and low for her. I plan on adding a lot of twists and turns to the plot, so my readers won’t know who killed her untill almost the end of the story. No one would expect her mailman who loved her from afar. Some of my books have made it to the national best seller list and hopefully this book does as well.

    I am going to bed so I can get up early and hike on some of the trails around the cabin. I was told that lumbering businesses constructed many of the dirt roads back in the day. Where I am staying the forest is thick with pine, oak and maple trees. It does not look like lumber jacks have been here for quite a long time. The weather is supposed to be dry and sunny tomorrow.  A fall day in September in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (U.P.). I am glad I discovered this location. My busy life in Petoskey leaves me little time to explore nature. It’s my time to recuperate and get in touch with the great outdoors. Hopefully, I see a few deer and possibly some bunnies and the bears stay away from me.

    My sleep was unhindered. I slept like a log. The smell of coffee brewing and biscuits cooking in the oven welcomed the morning with a warm cozy feeling. I scrambled a couple of eggs to go with my meal and cleaned some grapes. Every morning I journal and count my blessings.

    I dressed warmly in a red flannel shirt and jeans with hiking boots. I took a flashlight, some water and a sandwich for later. I did not know how long I would be in the woods. My friends back home worry about my adventures and think I take too many risks. I tell them I only hike in safe places. Never hiked here before. I hope I am right. Hiking happens to be one of my favorite things to do. I love being outdoors.

    Many different types of birds flew above me. Happy to see an eagle. Lots of hawks of many sizes and colors. I saw two sandhill cranes off in a meadow. Haven’t seen any deer yet.

    Large rocks peppered the edge of the river. I sat on one and looked out at the water. Slight ripples cascaded over the water. A trout jumped out of the water. An eagle dove and caught the fish. I was amazed at how fast that happened. The fish did not stand a chance.

    My sandwich was delicious. I have always loved a good peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The water quenched my thirst. My watch indicated that it was almost noon.

    My walk onto another trail revealed a vast amount of pine trees. I love the smell of those trees.

  The woods were thick and when I rounded a corner, I met the scariest animal I ever imagined seeing. It was a bigfoot. We were both startled at the meeting. I backed up and so did the creature. I stared at him, and he appeared to be crying. A bigfoot crying. He covered his face with his hands and sat on the ground. I did not know what to make of the scene. My fear slowly left me as I stared at him. I almost wanted to hug the being. My mind started churning about the story I could conjure regarding this situation. I am always thinking of a new story line for future books.

    I did something I never thought I would end up doing. I sat next to the creature and asked why he was crying. I had a soft spot for anyone who was sad and now I discovered my empathy extended to animals as well. He stopped crying and looked at me for a while and took a stick and drew something in the dirt. It looked like he drew something that looked like him.

    “Did you lose someone?” I asked.

    The bigfoot nodded yes.

     He stood up and motioned for me to follow. I followed him and we stopped on top of this really big hill. He pointed down and I could see something white like him laying at the bottom. I could tell from my vantage point that the being was not moving. It was laying still, no movement what so ever.

    I really did not know what to do but say I was sorry.

    He tilted his head back and made this loud sound that made the hair on my body stand at attention. He made the sound again. It sounded like a cross between a bear’s growl and the sound of a wolf howling. Strange and eerie.

   I remember when I met with some native women in Canada. They told me when you hear a bigfoot howl, it is a good omen. I was hoping they were right.

   He stopped making the noise and tears were streaming down his face again.

   I read books about animals reacting to painful situations like losses and they grieve like humans do. Am I witnessing it first-hand?

   Before I realized what was happening, my arms encircled him for a reassuring hug. He hugged me back. He smelled musty and of fresh dirt but not bad. I was surprised that he was not more repugnant. My friends would never understand this transaction. Perhaps, I should not tell them. It will be my secret.

    He followed me to the river and we sat for a while watching the water. Is this animal more human than I thought? He feels the pain of loss. I do not fear him even though he is twice my size. I was getting hungry. It’s been hours since I ate my sandwich. So, I made motions like I was eating something and asked him if he was hungry. He nodded yes. Am I going to take a bigfoot back to my cabin and feed him? Will wonders never cease?

    We started walking back to my cabin. It took us almost an hour before we arrived at my cabin. I motioned for him to sit on one of the chairs on the deck. He sat down, looking as if he was at a child’s table.

    I wonder what a bigfoot likes to eat. I peered in my refrigerator and found some left-over hamburger patties I cooked the other night and nuked one. An apple was cut up and I added some raw baby carrots to the plate. The same plate of food was prepared for me to eat. I decided  not to add a bun to the meat. Not sure if bigfoots eat bread. It almost looked like he smiled when he saw the food. The food was eaten post haste, so I prepared more for him. Not sure how much a bigfoot eats. He rubbed his belly.

   We sat for a while. I thought perhaps he may like to watch television. I motioned for him to come inside and he followed me. I found a show about wild animals and decided that was a safe choice. He frowned at the television and curled up on the sofa and fell fast asleep.

    I had a conundrum on my hands and did not want to be attacked in my sleep by this stranger. Perhaps a locked door would be my safe option. Retiring to bed with a furry interloper on my sofa was perhaps the least of my worries. A storm was brewing. The windows rattled with the high winds. The lights flickered. I ended up climbing the stairs in the dark and prepared for bed. I lit a candle on my nightstand. Thankful for the flashlight I found on my dresser after the candle illuminated the room. Huddled under my covers, sleep evaded me for quite a while. I could hear wolves howling in the distance. At least I thought it was wolves. Perhaps coyotes or more bigfoot creatures. Did I lock my front door? Can’t worry about that now.

    When I woke the next morning, my light on my nightstand was on. That meant the electricity was on again. No noises came from the downstairs. I wonder if he is still sleeping. The clothes I wore the day before were strewn on the floor. I donned those, brushed my teeth and washed my face and decided to check on my enormous furry guest.

    He was sitting on my sofa looking around. Again, he looked like he smiled at me as I descended the stairs. I sat on the easy chair and decided I needed to come up with a name for my furry interloper.

    “Do you want a name?”

    He frowned and stared back at me.

    “How about Fred?”

    “How about Sam?”

    He appeared to smile at that name.

    “Sam it is.”

    “Sam would you like something to eat.” I made the eating movements by moving my hand to my mouth and pretended to chew something.

    He nodded.

    I prepared toast with peanut butter on it. Not too many options until I visit the country store again. I served him a glass of milk with his toast which he readily drank and held up his glass for more.

   The news station was on for a while. I watched intently and then turned to the weather channel. Some of my normal rituals I partake in each morning. It looked like another nice day and no storms in the near future.

    Sam was led outside and I waved goodbye to him. He didn’t know what I wanted. I walked towards a trail and walked for a little while turned around and said goodbye to him and waved. He tried to mimic my wave. I started walking back to my cabin. He looked confused. I kept walking and did not turn around to look at him. I did not want to encourage him.

    When I returned to my cabin, it appeared he did not follow me.

    I thought about my visit with my new furry friend and thought he must be lonely since he lost his friend. Animals can probably get lonely and want companionship. Giving him food didn’t hurt. Thoughts of the movie “The Ice Age” came to mind and all the animals that hung out together like the Saber Tooth Tiger, Sloth and the Mastodon. They appeared to be very unlikely companions.

    It’s been days since I last saw Sam. I was content with the progress I made on my book. The plot thickened when Lucy led the detectives and Macey to the dead body of the missing woman at an old abandoned warehouse. Decay progressed quickly in the heat. The detectives and Macey had to hold their noses to prevent from getting sick. The killer had her dressed in winter attire: a winter coat, snow pants, winter hat and mittens. Odd for a July day.

    The dialogue flowed nicely between the characters. Lucy sat watching them talk when she wasn’t working on the case. Macey had more leads than the detectives and started solving the case. She had a reputation of solving mysteries in the little village of Gardenville in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. The police department appreciated her help.

    I was getting tired, so I decided to turn in. I made sure all the windows and doors were locked before heading up to bed.

   The next morning Sam was at my front door with a dead rabbit in his hand. Fortunately, I helped my father clean rabbits, duck and deer. He was an avid hunter and brought home a lot of wild game for our family. He thought the meat was better than what you could buy in a store.

   Sam was glad to come into the cabin and I graciously accepted the rabbit. He appeared surprised when I placed the rabbit on a cutting board and started cutting the rabbit. Pulling off the fur until I got down to the meat of the rabbit. I cut the meat into little pieces and placed the pieces of meat in a large frying pan along with oil. The meat was sizzling in the pan while I cut up carrots, celery and potatoes and added the vegetables to the meat. Afraid to add onion in case they could make Sam sick like they can concerning dogs. My plan involved making a stir fry and add rice. I eat a lot of stir fries so I usually have plenty of fresh vegetables on hand.

    I was getting close to the end of my stay at the cabin. Sam looked so content to be sitting on my sofa watching television while I cooked. What is he going to do when I return home? Should I be a little concerned about my new friend?

    We sat down at my dining room table to eat our strange breakfast of stir fry served on a bed of rice. Sam stared at the plate of food and the spoon and fork. I picked up my tablespoon and showed him how to hold it. He followed suit clumsily grasping the spoon. I showed him how to scoop up the food. He made several attempts until he finally got some food on the spoon and shakily brought the spoon to his mouth. I smiled to offer encouragement. It did not take long for him to grasp the concept of eating with a spoon. When he finished with most of the food on his plate, he licked the plate. I took that as a compliment that he really liked the food.

    It looked like it was going to be a nice day for a hike in the woods before settling down to writing. I dressed warmly in a flannel shirt, hoody and jeans. A little envious of Sam because he did not have to bother with clothing.

    We headed together into the woods to check out the trails and stopped by the river to watch the ducks and loons paddle around the water. Beautiful scene. Sam headed to the water and appeared to be washing himself and cupped his hands to drink the fresh cool water. He did smell a little like wet dog when he got out of the water. I smiled at the thought of him resembling a dog to a small degree. My busy schedule did not permit me to have a pet. On occasion I would visit the local animal shelter to pet cats and walk dogs to get my fix.

   We continued on our hike and came to a clearing. I noticed something large and white off in the distance. I pointed the creature out to Sam. Found out I didn’t need to. He noticed right away. His nostrils flared as he smelled the air.

    “Go Sam. He could be a friend.” It did not take much prompting, he headed towards what looked like another bigfoot. The creature ran towards him. The bigfoot looked like the one we saw at the bottom of the hill. I wonder if he or she recovered from the fall. They appeared to be hugging like long lost friends. I was elated to see the meeting or reunion. Sam looked at me and I waved him on. They both turned and headed in the opposite direction.

     I headed to the embankment where I saw the fallen bigfoot. I looked down the large hill and did not see any trace of the creature. This story does have a happy ending. I believe they are reunited. Feeling bad that perhaps we, meaning Sam and I, needed to find a way to get down to the bottom of the hill to check on the bigfoot.

    My last few days at the cabin went by very quickly as I ended up putting the finishing touches on my book. It definitely needs extensive editing since I finished some of it in such a hurry. I like the ending and how Macey is falling for one of the detectives. I am glad the Macey and Lucy series has taken off like a storm.

    I regretfully packed up my belongings and headed back to Petoskey. Hopefully, I can rent the same cabin next year and run into Sam again and perhaps his mate or friend.

     

     

   

   

    

Stalin's Deadly Reign

 


Stalin transformed the Soviet Union from an agricultural nation consisting of mostly peasants to a global industrial and military superpower at a high cost of many lives. He has been held responsible for varying number of deaths, up to 60,000,000 and used terror to run the country. The killings were the result of massive purging of anyone who he considered not loyal to him or a threat. He used gulags, unskilled and unprepared military tactics, and collectivization as intentional and unintentional means of genocide. He became the General Secretary of the Soviet Communist Party in 1922. After Lenin’s death in 1924, he built alliances within the Party, targeted potential threats to his rule and launched his reputation for abolishing anyone who did not share his beliefs. Stalin’s rule proved to be more repressive and ruthless than Lenin’s. Stalin proved to be a heartless, homicidal psychopath who was driven by his need to satisfy his fragile ego. He portrayed Lenin as the father of the nation while he was a faithful servant who brought Lenin’s dreams to fruition.

    During the Russian revolution, the Bolsheviks, led by Lenin, seized power and eliminated the tradition of czarist rule. The Bolsheviks became the ruling Communist Party of the Soviet Union.  During the early 1900s, Russia appeared to be one of the most impoverished countries in Europe with a vast number of farming peasants and a large population of poor industrial workers. Western Europe viewed Russia as an undeveloped and destitute country.

    The Industrial Revolution did not rear its head in Russia until the turn of the 20th century. Western Europe and the United States took the lead concerning the revolution. When Russia met

the demands of the industrial revolution, St. Petersburg and Moscow became overcrowded. The living conditions for the newly created Russian industrial working class were destitute.

    The population expansion, a difficult growing season due Russia’s northern geography, and a variety of pricy wars which started with the Crimean War led to food shortages. The famine that occurred from 1891 to 1892 claimed the lives of approximately 400,000 people. From 1904 – 1905, Russia lost the Russian-Japanese War. This loss weakened Czar Nicholas II and Russia’s s world standing and Russia suffered substantial losses of soldiers, ships and capital. The educated Russians saw that the monarchical rule of the czars hampered Russia’s social progress and scientific advancement. Many Russians looked for answers for improving the economical and scientific status for Russia (History.com Editors, 2022). Probably not too surprising that at first Stalin appeared to be a hero until his actions were looked upon with scrutiny. 

Childhood and Early Years 

    The brutal dictator came into the world as Losif Vissarlonovich Dzhugashvili on December 18, 1878 at the small town of Gori, Georgia. He was born to a dysfunctional family with an abusive father. Later he took the name of Stalin which meant “man of steel.” He grew up poor and an only child. His father was a shoemaker and an alcoholic and his mother was a laundress. When he was a child, he contracted smallpox which left him with facial scars. During his teen years, he earned a scholarship to attend a seminary in Tblisi to study for the priesthood in the Georgian Orthodox Church. He began reading the work of Karl Marx and became interested in the revolutionary movement against the Russian monarchy. In 1899, Stalin was expelled for missing exams from the seminary. Stalin looked for ways to make a statement but the unrest of the country.

    He joined labor demonstrations and strikes and became a political agitator. He turned out to be a member of the Marxist Social Democratic movement, the Blosheviks, which was led by Vladimir Lenin. He became involved in a variety of criminal activities which included bank robberies, and the money taken was used to fund the Bolshevik Party. Stalin was arrested on multiple occasions from 1902 to 1913 and ended up imprisoned and exiled in Siberia.

    He married Ekaterina Svanidze (1885 to 1907) and they had one son, Yakov. Ekaterina died from Typhus when their son was an infant and Yakov died as a prisoner in Germany during WWII. Stalin married his second wife Nadezhda Alliluyeva in 1918 and she was a daughter of a Russian revolutionary. They had two children, a boy and a girl. She committed suicide in her early 30s. Stalin also fathered other children out of wedlock.

    Lenin found Stalin ill-mannered and offensive but valued his loyalty.  In 1912, Lenin appointed Stalin to serve on the first Central Committee of the Bolshevik Party. At the time, Lenin was exiled to Switzerland. In November 1917, the Bolsheviks seized power in Russia. Lenin and the Bolshevik Party founded the Soviet Union in 1922 and Lenin was its first leader. During the years of Lenin’s rule, Stalin continued to climb the party ladder. In 1922, Lenin appointed him as secretary general of the Central Committee of the Communist Party. This role enabled him to appoint his allies to government jobs and establish a base of political support (Service, 2004). 

Collectivization 

    After Lenin’s death in 1924, Stalin managed to outmaneuver his rival and won the struggle for power and control of the Communist Party. By the late 1920s he became the dictator of the Soviet Union. He begins his reign by launching a series of five-year plans designed to convert the Soviet Union from a peasant society to an industrial superpower. Part of his plans involved the implementation of government control over the economy which included taking over the country’s agriculture.

    Collectivization was the termed coined to describe what happened to many of the peasants who resided at the Soviet Union. The process of collectivization intended to increase agricultural production by large-scale mechanized farms established by combining small private farms. Stalin’s goal involved government control over the peasant population and create a system of collecting taxes from them. Soviet authorities confiscated grain and other food sources which led to a famine that lasted from 1932 to 1934. Millions died of starvation. Stalin eliminated most of the prosperous peasant class referred to as the “kulaks.”

    During the time of the famine in Ukraine and the Kuban region, not only the kulaks were murdered or imprisoned, all grain sources ended up being taken from areas that did not meet the government’s large-scale targets. The seizure also included the next year’s seed grain. The government forced the peasants to stay in the areas without food. Sales of train tickets ceased during that time. Barriers and obstacles were created to stop people from fleeing the starving areas. The famine also affected other parts of the USSR. The death toll as a result of the famine was estimated from five to ten million people. During this same time period, the Soviet Union exported grain.      

The Gulag Calamity 

    The location of Stalin’s gulags recorded the lowest temperatures in the Northern Hemisphere. Temperatures have been known to drop to minus 94 degrees Fahrenheit. The Kolyma area was vast and located at the most northeasterly portion of Siberia. The area happened to be cold, with notable wind, and barren with lots of ice and snow. The cold weather was fierce, unyielding, and deadly during the winter months and many lost their lives to exposure. The broad area of eastern Siberia gained notoriety during the 1850s due to the discovery of gold which led to the communist leaders’ determination to exploit the mineral wealth to build the socialist economy of the Soviet Union.

    The Soviet Union faced difficult decisions. If they allowed the west to mine the gold by selling mineral rights that would limit up front profits and undermine their moral position. If they employed large-scale mechanized mining, which would depend on the purchase of expensive equipment, the capital resources of the government, which were limited, could not afford such expenses.

    Earlier the Soviet government faced the same dilemma during the Baltic-White Sea canal. The solution ended up being a large number of prisoners operating as a slave labor force. The venture was met with success, so the Soviet government decided to use the same method at Kolyma to mine gold, forced labor.   

    The plan was put into action and by November 11 of 1931, the Central Committee of the Communist Party put forth instructions with Stalin’s signature to a variety of Soviet organizations to order the economic development of the Kolyma region. Shipping fleets had been contacted as a means of transporting prisoners. On November 13 the Soviet Union set forth a decree which initiated “Dal’stroi,” the organization placed in charge of the gulags and the transporting of prisoners. “Dal’stroi” loosely stood for “Far Northern Construction Trust.”

    On November 14, 1931, the Politburo appointed Eduard Petrovich Berzin as the head of the new organization. The Politburo was the highest policy making authority in Russia like Congress in the United States. He had a long record of accomplishments which predated Stalin’s rise to power. Berzin had been considered an intellectual, studied art in Berlin and often made appearances at Bolshevik intellectual circles.  Berzin thwarted an attempt by British Intelligence to overthrow Lenin by working as a double agent for the Cheka, Lenin’s secret police. Berzin also had substantial experience running industrial enterprises within the Gulag system. His reputation and skills made him the perfect choice for the important position. Berzin began his work to create an industrial foundation for the Kolyma Gulag.

    Russia devised the Northeastern Corrective Labor Camp system also known as the Sevvostlag. The main goal of this organization involved managing the dozens of labor camps and providing workers for Dal’stroi which allowed it to remain an industrial enterprise without a link to forced labor.  Berzin directly reported directly to the Soviet Union’s Security Force and the head of the Sevvostlag organization reported to Berzin.

   Once the organizations were established, Berzin began to set up the industrial infrastructure of the Kolyma Gulag. He arrived at the Kolyma Gulag in February 1932 by traveling on the Okhotsk Sea by way of the Arctic transport ship Sakhalin. A small number of prisoners traveled with him, primarily trained engineers. They have been accused of ruining some Soviet industrial activities. The charges may have been drummed up or they may have been framed concerning the charges in order to fill the Dal’stroi quotas for trained engineers (Bollinger, 2003).

    By 1937 Berzin managed to create a massive industrial company. Transporting efforts supported a strong connection between Magadan and the major gold mining sites farther north along the Kolyma River. Approximately 80,000 forced laborers worked for the Dal’strois empire. The moral of the prisoners during the earlier years along with the large number of laborers increased the rate of production.

    The prisoners look upon the years prior to 1937 more fondly. While the conditions happened to be difficult, the mass cruelty and murders of later years did not surface. Few prisoners died during the years of 1932 to 1937. Their ten-year sentences often reduced to two to three years. Their work days consisted of four to six hours during the winter months and ten hours during the summer months and they were provided good food and clothing. The good pay they were given allowed them to help their families when they returned home with their money.

    Everything changed drastically at the Kolyma camps after 1937, a prominent year of the Great Terror. During the mid-year of 1937 Stalin ordered Berzin’s organization ended. Berzin found himself arrested and ordered to Moscow for sentencing. He did not make it to Moscow before facing execution, blamed for seditious behavior linked to Japan. The Russians were quick to remember Russia’s embarrassing defeat to Japan. Claims of sedition held true for many even if they were not associated with the truth. Stalin’s purges led to the deaths of many people he felt they lacked loyalty and many became political prisoners.

    New recruits changed Berzin’s organization. Karp Aleksandrovich Pavlov replaced Berzin as the head of Dal’stroi and Major Stepan N. Garanin took over the Sevvostlag camp. Garanin created a cruel and more deadly environment at the Kolyma camps. The death toll raised substantially. At least a third of all prisoners died or were executed each year. The Kolyma camp became a punishment camp for traitors and other undesirables. A death camp was created at Serpantinka for the soul purpose of prisoner elimination. The Kolyma camp became well-known as a camp comprised of dread and death. It was a camp that people did not leave and were sent to die. They faced exposure to extreme weather conditions, overwork, starvation and other forms of cruel treatment (Bollinger, 2003).

    The extreme hardships dealt on the prisoners at the Kolyma camps negatively impacted industrial production. Trained engineers reduced to hard labor led to the destruction of heavy equipment, ruined by untrained operators. Serious disorganization reigned while production sunk to new levels. The actions perpetrated by the Great Terror brought more awareness concerning the conditions at Kolyma. The literary class ended up spending time at the Dal’stroi camps. During the early times at the labor camps, Stalin focused mainly on purging kulaks (affluent peasants and rural merchants). In 1940, foreign prisoners from eastern Poland, prisoners of war, became part of the unfortunate inmates.

    The Nazi Germany invasion in June 1941 led to the deterioration of the Kolyma camps. Many prisoners faced starvation and others were hauled off to fight on the front lines during WWII. After WWII ended, Kolyma ended up at its original level of activity. The Russian POWs taken by Germany were released back to Russia. For some strange reason, Stalin considered the Russian soldiers traitors and they ended up at gulags. A continued inflow of political prisoners mainly from eastern Europe caused the population to rise at the Kolyma camps during the 1940s and peaking before Stalin’s death. Soon after Stalin’s death, the Dal’stroi system began the process of being disassembled and large numbers of prisoners were released.

    The Dal’stroi camps greatly contributed to the economy of Russia during the 1930s and 1940s. The prisoners produced agricultural goods, timber and coal but more importantly they mined gold and other minerals from the frozen earth. The main reason for existence of Kolyma involved gold. By the early 1940s, the prisoners mined almost two hundred metric tons of gold each year which amounted to approximately 15 percent of the world’s annual production. One million prisoners were transported to the camps and about 373,000 ended up at Kolyma from 1932 to 1941 (Bollinger, 2003).  

    The gulag camps ended up providing the Soviet Union with a serious boost concerning its economy. Predominantly kulaks (wealthier peasants) filled the camps from the early stages of operation. The early camps provided well for their inmates which included a proper diet, clothing and pay until the Great Terror. The time when Stalin decided to not coddle the prisoners. New leadership led to cruelty along with starvation, exposure and overwork. The population at the camps sunk to new levels during WWII and repopulated to its former level after the war. Soon after Stalin’s death, the Dal’stroi camps +became a distant memory.

 Shipping Tragedies 

    Prisoners faced a multitude of horrific conditions while traveling to the Dal’stroi camps from severe emotional and physical abuse, starvation and deadly shipwrecks. When the camps first opened, Berzin faced difficulties concerning the transportation of prisoners. The prisoners and supplies had to be transported over great distances. The rough terrain and brutal climate did not permit much land travel. Air transport was not readily available and as a result prisoners and supplies needed to arrive by sea predominantly departing from the ports of Vladivostok, Nakhodka and Vanino to Magadan. The Kolyma camps had to predominantly rely on sea-based transportation. The required ships, built in American, Dutch and British shipyards, moved a massive number of prisoners. Stalin’s slave ships became the mainstay of the Kolyma transport system. The annual prisoner transport shipments rose from forty thousand in 1937 to approximately double that number by 1939 (Bollinger, 2003).

    The reputation of the Kolyma camp involved cruelty, harsh conditions and death especially after 1937, the year the Great Terror began. A transfer to the Kolyma camp became equivalent to the German gas chambers. The horribleness of the camp was overshadowed by the terrors of the ships. Prisoners found the conditions aboard the ships unbearable and prayed to arrive at the death camp post haste. The cramped accommodations caused a variety of problems from death due to starvation and dehydration to a multitude of diseases. Political prisoners on the ships faced being terrorized by common criminals who were sent to the same destinations and the abuse may have been encouraged by Gulag officials. Often the abuse included mass rape of women prisoners. Men met beatings, often deadly. The transport ships served as vehicles for intentional carnages.

    “A typical slave ship was Dhzurma. Its internal structure illustrates best how the human cargo was transported northwards within its holds. A wooden structure had been erected around the wall of its cargo holds, and comprised of four tiered bunks, with the floor serving as the fifth. Each of the bunks was divided into sections to accommodate five men in lying position. To take their places the prisoners had to slide in legs first with their heads facing the passages to avoid suffocation. If there were not enough places to accommodate prisoners, men had to use passageway as they’re put up for a sea voyage lasting six to eleven days (Bollinger, 2003).

    “The sanitary arrangements consisted of two 50-gallon barrels, called ‘parashas,’ which were emptied periodically into the sea. It was quite common for these barrels to spill, over, causing the inside of the holds to smell with the odor of human waste. An outside latrine was also available, but only few prisoners at a time were allowed to use it. Therefore, the queues were always long and moved slowly. This outside arrangement was fenced with bared wire to prevent prisoners from jumping into the sea, especially when the ship was in Japanese territorial waters” (Bollinger, 2003, pgs. 47-48).

    “During the entire voyage, which lasted a week, no members of the guard or the ship’s crew ever entered the prisoners’ hold. They were afraid to, especially when a large number of murderers, and bandits were being transported… None of them took any account of what went on below decks. As a result, during all such voyages the criminals put across a reign of terror. If they want the clothing of any of the counterevolutionaries, they take it from him. If he offers any resistance, he is beaten up. The old and weak are robbed of their bread. On every transport ship a number of prisoners die as a result of such treatment…

    “In 1944 several hundred young girls came to Kolyma. They were so-called ikazniki, sent out here for unauthorized absences from a war factory, or for some similar minor offense.. The crimianls, who formed the greater part of the human freight aboard this ship, had an absolutely free hand in the hold. They broke through the wall into the room where the female prisoners were kept and raped all the women who took their fancy. A few male prisoners who tried to protect the women were stabbed to death… One of the criminals, who appropriated a woman whom the leader of the band had marked for his own, had his eyes put out with a needle. When the ship arrived in Magadan and the prisoners were driven out of the hold, fifteen were missing; they had been murdered by the criminals during the voyage and the guards had not lifted a finger,” Bollinger, 2003, pg. 50).

    The conditions on the ships were deplorable. The conditions the prisoners faced due to the hazards of dangerous seas added to their hardships. They had to travel through storm-tossed and ice-filled seas. The massive waves often buried the prisoners. The ice-filled seas crushed hulls, held ships hostage and caused collisions. The fire aboard ship happened often. They were often out in the middle of Okhotsk Sea and other desolated areas, the chance of rescue was slim.

    The most catastrophic event that happened to prisoners while aboard a ship occurred on the Dzhurma, where 12,000 prisoners did not make it to land. “One of the early – and the most tragic – of the sailings to the Kolyma estuary as that of the steamer Dzhurma, a large ocean liner especially equipped for shipment of Dalstroy prisoners, sailed from Vladivostok in the summer of 1933 on its maiden voyage to Ambar hik… and was caught in pack ice in the western part of the Sea of Chukotsk, near Wrangel Island. We are not likely ever to learn what went on in the ship during that terrible Artic winter, how the doomed prisoners in its hold struggled for life, and how they died. The fully authenticated fact is that the  Dzhurma, when it finally arrived in Ambarchik, in the summer of 1934, did not land a single prisoner. It is also further reported that on their return to Vladivostok nearly half of the crew of the Dzhurma  had to be treated for mental disorders… The plae where the 104 members of the Chelynskin party were waiting for deliverance was not far (no more than 200 miles) from the wintering place of the Dzhurma and its 12,000 prisoners doomed to death from cold and starvation. Moscow feared that in the course of saving the heroes of the Chelyuskin American fliers might by accident uncover the terrible secret of the Dzhurma martyrs” (Bollinger, 2003, pg. 66).

    The conditions on the ships were horrendous and what waited for them at the Kolyma camps was not much better. The prisoners met over work conditions, starvation, abuse in many forms after Stalin inflicted the Great Terror. If his goal was to eliminate many people who went against his beliefs, he managed to accomplish that goal by the transporting of prisoners and the gulags. 

A Devils’ Pact 

   Stalin’s sworn enemy, Hitler, signed a joint peace pact swearing off violence between the two countries, Russia and Germany. Stalin knew it was inevitable concerning an attack by the German military. On August 23, 1939, the two dictators signed the “Nazi-Soviet Pact” or “Hitler-Stalin Pact,” a peace pact that stated there would be no violence inflicted by either party. The dictators did not trust each other while the pact was being signed and after it was signed. It appeared they came together for a common cause. The pact had been linked to starting WWII which isolated Poland between its two malicious neighbors.

    The pact added confusion to the Western world about how to stop Hitler in his tracks before he caused more damage and questioned what was going on between the two dictators. They viewed the phony war suspiciously between the two dictators while Poland was invaded and divided between Berlin and Moscow. Stalin went on to occupy some of the Baltic states and the Romanian province of Bessarabia. Finland was invaded by the Russian army. Hitler invaded  Scandinavia and then France along with some of the other Low Countries such as Luxembourg, Belgium and the Netherlands. Stalin congratulated Hitler for his malicious efforts. The Nazis and Soviets traded secrets, blueprints, technology and materials to fine tune each other’s war machines. Countries such as the United States watched with a careful eye. It appeared the two countries were in it together to defeat the democratic world. France and Britain toyed with a plan to attack the Soviet Union in 1940. A multitude of countries felt ill at ease while they tried to get to the bottom of the dictators’ plans.

    Other countries believed Stalin wanted to bide his time with the pact while he prepared his defenses against a preeminent attack by Hitler. Another goal may have been to exploit Hitler’s hostility to lead to the fall of the West and the capitalists’ regime. He despised capitalism.

    The Nazis had little moral compass left after launching the Holocaust. The Soviets followed suit by incredibly horrendous acts of persecution, torture and murder such as the 22,000 Polish Army officers and officials massacred in Katyn by Soviet Russia in 1940. Both Stalin and Hitler politically cleansed those under their command. However, much to the world’s dismay, Hitler’s crimes have been well-known while Stalin’s scarcely made front page news.

    The Pact had a long-lasting effect on many countries in Europe. The pact contained approximately 280 words, seven short paragraphs and only lasted 22 months. As a result of the pact, boundaries of specific countries were altered by German and Soviet ministers. Horrible memories of the Soviet and German occupation have fueled resistance movements. The protests in the Baltic states on the fiftieth anniversary of the pact’s signing in 1989 fueled the process of the USSR’s termination. At the time of the pact’s existence many countries watched carefully to see what the two malevolent dictators had in store for the rest of the world (Moorhouse, 2014). 

World War II

    WWII played out differently for Stalin. He started his reign of terror by occupying countries near Russia and then sat waiting for Hitler’s first move. He thought he had more time before Germany attacked Russia because of the peace pact and did not take heed to warnings given to him by his central intelligence agents. The Red Army, ill prepared for Germany’s attack in June of 1941, lost many soldiers. Stalin realized he was not prepared to lead an army and had to quickly line up generals and other military officials. During one of his purges, he had many of the more experienced generals and other military officials murdered at an earlier date. When the Russian military operated at full capacity the German military faced a fierce opponent.

    The German forces weren't prepared for the long, cold winters and were unable to maintain supplies. The tenacity of the Russian people made the German's utilize too many resources which helped the Allied Forces in other areas such as Western Europe. Stalin gave the Russian troops a warning that they were not to surrender under any circumstances and if they did they would be treated as traitors and end up at the gulags. Stalin practiced the “scorched earth” policy of destroying the food supply in certain areas before the Germans could seize them. This move caused unimaginable starvation and anguish for the civilian population who was left behind. The Russians ended up winning the war against Germany (DeJonge, 1986).

Stalin’s End of Life and Legacy

    On March 1, 1953, after Stalin enjoyed a dinner with an interior minister and future premiers, he collapsed in his room due to a stroke. His right side was paralyzed. The cause of death was noted as a cerebral hemorrhage. His body was laid to rest in Lenin’s Mausoleum until October 1, 1961. His body was removed from the Mausoleum and buried near the Kremlin walls as a result of the de-Stalinization process.

    The Soviet Union was transformed from an agricultural country to a nuclear superpower under Stalin’s rule at a high cost of human life. The industrialization in Russia ended up being moderately successful. The United States added to their progress by the supplies provided under the Lend Lease Plan which aided in the country to defend itself against the Axis invasion in WWII. Stalin ended up responsible for the initial military disasters and massive human casualties during WWII. Stalin eliminated many of Russia’s military officers during his purges, especially the senior ones. He also rejected intelligence warnings of the German attack.

    Stalin’s strong negotiation skills along with his political, social and economic polices and his intelligence network led the USSR to becoming a superpower. The ruthlessness of his leadership was condemned by many people in Russia and the country experienced a denunciation of Stalinism. His successors, however, continued to follow Stalin’s basic principles in which the political control of the Communist Party completely ruled over the country’s economy and suppressed dissent (DeJonge, 1986).