Post by Sandy Hook Hoax on Jan 21, 2013 22:33:02 GMT -8
One of our Facebook friends took a day trip to Sandy Hook. Here is what he returned with.
The first thing you’ll see when you exit highway 84 in Newtown, Connecticut, is the massive tent set up directly across the street from the Blue Colony Diner with a large sign outside that reads “A place to reflect”. While I didn’t feel it appropriate to go inside I did spend a few minutes in front observing the people coming and going. They seemed to be locals; there wasn’t a “macabre death tour” feeling to it. There was no selling of T-shirt’s or anything distasteful going on. Next to the tent was a pickup truck full of a massive construction paper chain, and several dumpsters full of cards and snowflakes, as well as a mound of memorial knickknacks that didn’t have a place, now we know where all of that ended up.
As you head through downtown Sandyhook on Church Hill Rd., it looks like any other small rural town. It has not yet been “invaded” by corporate America. There were no Starbucks, McDonalds, or Wal-Marts visible, something I miss in my own community. After a short drive on Riverside Rd. there are two signs together on a post “Firehouse Ahead” & Slow School Zone”. Immediately behind them is the Sandyhook Volunteer Fire house and of course Dickinson Rd., to access Sandyhook Elementary School.
On the corner in front of the firehouse there was a news crew interviewing who was most likely a neighbor recounting her version of that fateful day. The access road has layers upon layers of barricades covered in “No trespassing” signs. Several members of the volunteer fire department and several vehicles also block the path the school.
The first thing I notice about the location is its isolation. I cannot recall seeing a school so isolated from neighboring houses. Maybe it’s being from the Midwest where flat land is plentiful, but schools always seem to be on main roads surrounded by houses, the center of the community. Sandyhook is completely isolated from the neighborhood, and the nearest building is the firehouse, which now guards the entrance. After driving approximately 1 mile further on Riverside Rd., we came to what I believed to be the Rosen’s house. This is still the main nagging question on my mind. The house is up a winding road, away from downtown area, and there are approximately a dozen homes between it and the school. How did those children end up there? On the drive back past the school in a neighbors front yard sits the massive wooden board that reads “God Bless the Families” adorned by 26 crosses.
I don’t have anything new to add to what you already know; the community seems to have genuinely come together to mourn. If there is anything sinister to this story, I believe they are privy to it. I tried to find anything out of the ordinary like Black Suburban’s or cameras watching the school; I didn’t see anything to indicate a “Federal” presence. The community quietly morns, the media has packed up an gone home, but it still feels like there are many unanswered questions and many stones yet unturned in this tragic story. Hopefully the truth will be uncovered, before it is unceremoniously bulldozed away in the middle of the night like so many cover-ups before it…
The first thing you’ll see when you exit highway 84 in Newtown, Connecticut, is the massive tent set up directly across the street from the Blue Colony Diner with a large sign outside that reads “A place to reflect”. While I didn’t feel it appropriate to go inside I did spend a few minutes in front observing the people coming and going. They seemed to be locals; there wasn’t a “macabre death tour” feeling to it. There was no selling of T-shirt’s or anything distasteful going on. Next to the tent was a pickup truck full of a massive construction paper chain, and several dumpsters full of cards and snowflakes, as well as a mound of memorial knickknacks that didn’t have a place, now we know where all of that ended up.
As you head through downtown Sandyhook on Church Hill Rd., it looks like any other small rural town. It has not yet been “invaded” by corporate America. There were no Starbucks, McDonalds, or Wal-Marts visible, something I miss in my own community. After a short drive on Riverside Rd. there are two signs together on a post “Firehouse Ahead” & Slow School Zone”. Immediately behind them is the Sandyhook Volunteer Fire house and of course Dickinson Rd., to access Sandyhook Elementary School.
On the corner in front of the firehouse there was a news crew interviewing who was most likely a neighbor recounting her version of that fateful day. The access road has layers upon layers of barricades covered in “No trespassing” signs. Several members of the volunteer fire department and several vehicles also block the path the school.
The first thing I notice about the location is its isolation. I cannot recall seeing a school so isolated from neighboring houses. Maybe it’s being from the Midwest where flat land is plentiful, but schools always seem to be on main roads surrounded by houses, the center of the community. Sandyhook is completely isolated from the neighborhood, and the nearest building is the firehouse, which now guards the entrance. After driving approximately 1 mile further on Riverside Rd., we came to what I believed to be the Rosen’s house. This is still the main nagging question on my mind. The house is up a winding road, away from downtown area, and there are approximately a dozen homes between it and the school. How did those children end up there? On the drive back past the school in a neighbors front yard sits the massive wooden board that reads “God Bless the Families” adorned by 26 crosses.
I don’t have anything new to add to what you already know; the community seems to have genuinely come together to mourn. If there is anything sinister to this story, I believe they are privy to it. I tried to find anything out of the ordinary like Black Suburban’s or cameras watching the school; I didn’t see anything to indicate a “Federal” presence. The community quietly morns, the media has packed up an gone home, but it still feels like there are many unanswered questions and many stones yet unturned in this tragic story. Hopefully the truth will be uncovered, before it is unceremoniously bulldozed away in the middle of the night like so many cover-ups before it…