But why hadn’t the mysterious man laid his beloved son to rest in a dignified burial spot with a headstone and a proper funeral? Why was the grave located outside the cemetery’s perimeter with no grave marker in sight? These questions nagged at the brothers when they recalled the tale as adults, so they decided to seek some substance to the story and find some answers.
Their search took Les to the Dassel Area Historical Society. It was there that he found a 100-year-old copy of the local newspaper, the Dassel Anchor, containing exactly what he was looking for. In it was a story that recounted the tale his dad had told the brothers, but with some additional grim and rather extraordinary details.
The news report, dated September 7, 1911, told of how a young, local blacksmith named Johan August Lunnberg had barged into a neighbor’s kitchen in Dassel on August 31 that year. Reportedly, Lunnberg was looking out of sorts and wasn’t wearing any shoes. According to the story he looked “wild and disheveled.”