I’ve debated telling this one because I have yet to identify the details, but finally decided the world should know…
When I was in 3rd grade or so, I had a friend in my class who owned a peculiar book. From what I remember, it was taller and wider than a regular book, but much thinner and full of nothing but photos. We would look through it from time to time when the teacher wasn’t around and I remember requesting him to bring it on many occasions… a request I would always regret once the day was over and it was bedtime. The subject matter was consistent; dead people. Decomposing people photographed in a portrait like manner.
Specifically, the photos were of remains of coffins that were dug up mere decades after their burial. Probably less time had passed; many of them had suits and dresses on that were not completely eaten away. They were mainly just skeletons with clothes on, and some even had some hair left. One photo was of a woman who apparently was buried alive; a separate photo of the top of the coffin contained scratches and pieces of fingernails.
To this day I do not know what the book was, why it was made or how it fell into the hands of school children (… and yes, I would love a copy).
AUNTIE SEZ: Before we were able to publish this Name That Trauma, Grayson followed up with this email:
If you DO use the kindertrauma that I sent, I have an update; I found the book!
Here it is on Amazon: The Mummies of Guanajuato.