Kenney took that in, finding revelation. He imagined that most people around the country who read it at the time were either nutty enough to believe it or had too much common sense to give it any credence. He was beginning to feel that he was a mixture of both of those extremes because he had to believe yet his rational mind told him he had slipped a gear, that such things could not be. Paper-clipped to the photocopy was a little ditty from the Journal of the Wisconsin Folklore Society. With a heavy heart and a need born of practicality to dismiss it all, he read it over.