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S Mill Street, Mount Carroll, Illinois.
The abandoned Mt. Carroll Motel in Mount Carroll, Illinois
1894 – Mount Carroll, IL
4 beds 1 bath 2,004 sqft
$25,000
Raven’s Grin Inn
Thanksgiving massacre: Friedman Law, 10, runs after turkeys with a hatchet on his family's farm in Mount Carroll, Illinois, November 1940
Take me back to my happy place, please
Fines Slashed In Grain Bin Entrapment Deaths
The night before he died, Wyatt Whitebread couldn't stand the thought of going back to the grain bins on the edge of Mount Carroll, Ill.
The mischievous and popular 14-year-old had been excited about his first real job, he told Lisa Jones, the mother of some of his closest friends, as she drove him home from a night out for pizza. But nearly two weeks later he told her he was tired of being sent into massive storage bins clogged with corn.
Jones choked back tears as she recalled the conversation. "I wish I never had to see another kernel of corn for the rest of my life," Whitebread told her.
Early the next morning, on a stifling hot day in July 2010, Whitebread joined his buddies Alex Pacas, 19, and Will Piper, 20, at the Haasbach LLC grain storage complex. Piper had begun working there the week before, and it was Pacas' second day on the job.
The boys carried shovels and picks as they climbed a ladder four stories to the top of the grain bin, which was twice as wide and half-filled with 250,000 bushels of wet and crusty corn. Their job was to "walk down the grain," or break up the kernels that clung to the walls and clogged the drainage hole at the bottom of the bin.
The work went well at first, with the boys shoveling corn toward a cone-shaped hole at the center of the bin. But around 9:45 a.m., Whitebread began sinking in the corn. He was sucked under in minutes and disappeared. Pacas and Piper also began to sink and desperately struggled to stay on the surface.
Six horrific hours later, only Piper was carried out alive.
Four years later and this still haunts me. Will was a friend in Elementry school, Pacas was my cousins friend, and I watched Wyatt grow up with my cousin on the baseball field. Will hasn't been the same since this happened. He's been a shell of his former self, two of his friends dying next to him. He suffers from severe survivors guilt and now? Nothing has been done. The fines continue to decrease while the death toll rises.
Read the full story here.