Texas Monday Mystery...!

I really like to find these mysteries so close to home, ya know?

I've never heard this particular story, but there are so many mysteries in this great state, I could never hear them all!

San Antonio Ghost Tracks Video

These tracks, found in San Antonio, have become known as the ghost tracks because of an odd phenomenon that occurs to cars that park on the tracks. The backstory tells of a school bus full of children that got stuck on the train tracks. You can probably guess where this is going. It’s said that the train struck the bus, killing all the children and if anyone stalls, stops, or parks on the tracks, their car will be pushed off by little phantom ghost hands.

Along with the movement of the car itself, people have reported feeling the car shake or hearing children’s voices and whispers. To make this story even creepier, people have reported sprinkling baby powder on their bumper only to find handprints once they’ve cleared the tracks. Some skeptics feel the spot is an optical illusion and the cars are actually just rolling down hill, but it still doesn’t explain the handprints many have found.

Never did get the rain yesterday that was promised, but that's the way it goes. I don't trust the weather man all that much anyway.

Coffee out on the patio today. We'll take a chance on the rain coming.

Not A Peaceful Rest...!

Today's mystery is really more of a how...but I reckon it might qualify as a mystery.

It always takes place in Texas, which is pretty cool. The circumstances are rather sad, though. You'll see what I mean after you read the story!

Rest in Peace?

In Texas, USA, in 1899, Canadian actor Charles Francis Coghlan became ill and died whilst he was in Galveston. Because it was too far to return his remains to his home on Prince Edward Island, 3500 miles away, he was instead buried in a lead coffin inside a granite vault.

A year after his death, in September 1900, a hurricane hit Galveston, flooding the graveyard, shattering Charles Coghlan’s granite vault and carrying away his lead coffin out into the Gulf of Mexico.

In October 1908, eight years after the hurricane, fishermen on Prince Edward Island spotted a weathered box floating near the shore. It was the coffin of Charles Coghlan, which had finally returned home. He was buried in the nearby church where he had been christened as a baby.

See? I told ya it qualified as a mystery! Would I lie? (Don't answer that!)

Coffee out on the patio this morning. I have some chocolate brownies and some donuts left, if that's OK!