White Earth Indian Reservation, Minnesota, 1890
Submitted by Norman Green
My grandmother was born on the White Earth reservation as was her mother. When as the story goes, my great grandmother was around 10 she went down to a river that flowed near their tribal homes. Along the rivers edge were a great many large boulders and rocks. While at the rivers shore she noticed a very bad smell in the area. Something nearby caught her attention. She looked over and saw a large man covered in dark hair crouched down on a big flat rock near the water. She said it stood up and screamed at her then quickly vanished into the woods. she was so scared she peed in her clothes then took off running for home. The adults took her story in stride as sightings of these huge " hairy men" were well known to the tribe members. As children growing up we heard this story many times. But it wasn't until the 1970s that the bigfoot label was added to the accounting. It was one of those, hey that story from great grandma sounds like a bigfoot encounter. I have never seen one myself, although I would love to. this story has been in our family for about 130 years now. I have related it as close as possible to how we were told as children.