The following was sent to us in 2013, however events described occurred many years ago:
"I was 11 years old ( I remember because everyone wrote it off as the over-active imagination of a child). I was visiting my grandparents cottage on New Year's Eve 2000-2001. They had recently torn down the original cottage and built a home in its place. All of the adults were down at the dock looking at fireworks across the lake. I remember staring into a window (one facing the opposite direction towards the woods). It was pitch black outside and I could see the reflection of the room behind me. I saw my brother and three cousins sitting around the television watching the NY Time Square celebration. 1 Brother and 3 Cousins should be 4 people, right? I saw five (no the fifth was not me!) I saw a man, old fashioned hair and clothing (brown pants, plaid shirt, suspenders, and a hair do from what had to be the 40's.) He was standing over my brother, smiling at him-my heart pounded in my ears and I held my breath-then he looked at me. I was frozen with fear. He turned and walked towards the fire place like there was a door there. In the old cottage there was a door there. As soon as his eyes were off of me I turned around right away and he was gone, and when I looked to the window again he was no longer there. The rest of the kids had not seen a thing. My family used to make fun of me for my explanation of the man in the plaid shirt with the suspenders- they used to ask if my friend the red-green ghost was around. I eventually put it into the back of my mind and pushed it down as far as possible. I never want to see anything like that again. The memory has faded, but the feeling of complete disbelief and terror is still planted firmly in my mind.
My Great-Grandmother and Grandfather used to stay at the cottage that once existed on the location that now houses my grandparents. The land all along the shore was once owned by Pleasant View Resort (I think that is the name), my mom and her siblings used to vacation there with their parents as children. There is a long history of my family living there. It has since closed and the land divided between private owners. All of the cottages have been replaced by large muskoka homes now. The resort thrived in the late 20's to late 50's. I think that what I saw was intelligent, it looked straight at me, but he did not harm me. The renovations may have stirred up something from the past, something that wanted acknowledgement, why I had to see him is still a mystery."