The following is an excerpt from an "X-Files" fan-fiction partially set in Bath
and mentioning the Disaster; due to the NC-17/X-rated nature of the rest of the
"work", I will not provide the URL where it came from :^(  The excerpt itself 
is PG-rated, but I have four major problems with it: 
  Pleasant Hill Cemetery is half a mile north of the I69 overhead pass (and there
isn't enough traffic on Webster Road to create a thought-disturbing "roar"), 
  there hasn't been a dirt road paved over in years, 
  there's no 7-11 in Bath that I know of, and
  the author repeats the false legend about the "Girl With A Cat" statue 
being made of the pennies that were collected to pay for it.

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Cash David, named for the great Johnny Cash, had been a deputy sheriff 
of Clinton County for ten years.  He lived in the little township of Bath, 
that in recent years had been more or less taken over by East Lansing.  

Bath now sported an elevated portion of the Webster Road interchange that rose 
over the Pleasant Hill Cemetery on Webster Road.  The graveyard was no longer 
pleasant and certainly not peaceful.  Those who visited the gravesites had the
muted roar of cars traveling over head to disturb their thoughts.  The noise 
from the traffic was loud and more or less continuous.

Cash's young wife and the baby that had died with her were buried there.  
He seldom went there.  It was not a place that he was able to contemplate their
loss.  He went there only once each season to make sure the grave was tidy.  
Just one grave among rows and rows of Davids.  He also checked on the grave 
of the little boy, Tommy Lenton, who had been murdered near by.  A little nobody.
Cash had always felt a tinge of guilt for not being able to solve that murder
and for not being able to get any of the other agencies interested enough to try.  

There had only been two murders in Bath in the ten years that Cash had been 
deputy.  Alice David had been beaten to death by her alcoholic husband, Matt
David.  That was easy enough to solve.  And the murder of little Tommy Lenton.

Many of the dirt roads in Bath had been paved and they even had a Seven-Eleven.
The heart of the little hamlet was only six miles from East Lansing.  
Bath no longer knew what it was exactly.  

Cash had lived through these changes and was not totally comfortable with them.
But his family had lived here for over a hundred and fifty years.  Before the 
'expansion' almost half the town was made up of Davids of one sort or another.

Bath's only claim to fame was that of a notorious tragedy.  On May 18, 1927, 
a dynamite blast [tore] through an entire wing of Bath School.  Thirty-nine
children and teachers were killed and dozens more were injured.  

As frantic townspeople ripped through the rubble, another blast blew up 
a pick-up truck parked out front, killing the [driver] and four by standers,
including the superintendent of the school, a student and two towns people.  
The bomber had taken his own life and four more innocents with him.

The driver, Andrew Kehoe, was an embittered school board member.  His position 
was that of treasurer and he was resentful of the decision of the school board 
for higher taxes for school construction.  He, himself, was facing the 
foreclosure of his farm and had decided to get back at the town through 
its children.  After the dust had cleared, forty-five people had died and
many dozens were injured.

It was soon known as the Bath School Disaster.  It had made the national news 
and knocked Charles Lindbergh's transatlantic flight off the front pages
for a few days.

Michigan's governor, Fred Green, created the Bath Relief Fund. 
It was nation wide and cash and sympathy rolled in from the entire country.  

The children of Michigan collected pennies.  The pennies were melted down 
and then [a] University of Michigan artist named [Carlton] Angell sculpted
the statue of a little girl holding a kitten in the wind, creatively named 
Girl with Cat.

Michigan Senator James Couzens gave generously to rebuild the wing of the school
that was destroyed.  On August 18, 1929, the repaired school and statue
of the child was dedicated to "Our living youth".

The James Couzens Agricultural School was a two story brick monstrosity and 
[capped] with a white cupola which could be seen for miles.  The cupola survived
the mad man's blast and became a local landmark.

The James Couzens Agricultural School served the community, first as facility 
for the entire school, then a small high school was built, then an elementary
school.  Up to 1975, the James Couzens building was used as the middle school.

In 1975, it was determined that the James Couzens building was unsafe 
and unable to be repaired.  It was torn down.  Now in the middle of town 
there was a Bath School Disaster Memorial and the cupola of the old building.
A strange sight, if one didn't know what it was.

At the time of the Disaster there were only 104 students in the Bath school 
system.  There were families who lost children and also lost the continuation
of their families.  Their last names were no longer heard in Bath.

Many of the Children were buried at Pleasant Hill, little Tommy Lenton was 
buried near two of them.  Funny that he would be thinking of Tommy Lenton.  
Must be time to visit Sharon and baby Grace's grave and Tommy Lenton's too.  

The phone rang in the little sub-station in downtown Bath and Cash reached over
and picked it up and was more than surprised to find himself talking to an FBI agent.