A lot of us teens would walk the tracks in Oakdale in pairs or groups, usually heading towards Great River..it was never known to be dangerous but we were all warned not to go into the woods by yourself. When I was 7 or 8, I was with my brother heading home from the local pond in the woods, and all of a sudden a man stepped out in front of us. He was hiding behind a tree - he asked me to pull down my pants and pee. I shook my head and my brother who was only a year older tightened his grip on my hand and told him no. He left. I often think about that incident. Knowing where we were in the woods makes me think that man was a local. I can describe him to this day and it makes me wonder if this was his first attempt.I lived around the corner from Cynthia. I was blonde, blue eyed just like Cynthia. I was one of Cynthia’s childhood friends..