Lidtke Mill Short Story

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There is a story told in Lime Springs Iowa about Lidtke Mill. It was about midnight on a cloudy rainy night. When old Frank Walker was wearing his big black rain poncho while inspecting the mill. It was a windy and cold night but could still hear the shrill train whistle in the distance. Just then the peterson family pulled up. “Hello Petersons,”said Frank.”Hi,”said the Petersons.What are you doing out so late.””Just inspecting machinery again.””We'll see ya tomorrow.” He entered the old mill consciously checking the the machinery. He made sure all the equipment was running well oiled and greased daily. Then when he entered the electrical room he looked at the spot where young John Peterson stood when he was electrocuted. He barely noticed

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