This is a poem someone in Crandon wrote on 10-7-07:

I think I saw JESUS in Crandon today
I can't be certain, but it sure felt that way.
He was with seven others on their way out of town.
Six walked with pride, knowing where they were bound,
The seventh was struggling, with head held low,
not sure he was welcome - if he should go.

Jesus said to the six
“I'll let you decide, should we take him along or push him aside?”
In anger they said,
“We can't forget what he did. The pain that he caused.The lives we won't live.”
But then, as if touched by a heavenly hand,
in one voice they said,
“WE FORGIVE YOU, OUR FRIEND.”

I think I saw Jesus in Crandon today.
I can't say for certain, but it sure felt that way.