Tracy S. Morris

Quirky Mysteries, Screwball Fantasy and Sassy History

Archive for the 'history' Category

I’m Not Making This Up – Do A Good Deed, Find Your Father’s Body Snatchers

Poor John Scott Harrison. You would think that being a State Representative, son of a President and father of another President would get you some respect. Or at least keep grave robbers away. Unfortunately, in Harrison’s case, you’d be wrong.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up – The Pirate Queen Of Denmark

What do you do if you’re a Scandinavian princess, locked in a tower and guarded by snakes? What do you do when your royal parents give your hand to a prince against your wishes?

If you’re princess Awilda, you get your best girlfriends to rescue you and you run away to become pirates.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: That Failboaty Third Olympics

Awful Olympic shenanigans (totally the name of my next cover band: Tracy and the Awful Olympic Shenanigans) aren’t reserved for the 21st century. Way back in 1904, the Olympics were pretty wonky.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: Ep. 3 That Time Someone Caught a Shark In Illinois

Herbert Cope and his fishing partner Dudge Collins knew they had a big catch in their fishing trap.  Maybe some kind of Muskie or Catfish.  But when they hauled it in, they never expected a 5 foot long shark. They were after all, in Illinois.  Research links: Sharks In Illinois The Strangest Shark Story Ever

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: 5 Women Who Were More Awesome Than You

Despite what Alannis said, irony is not like rain on your wedding day.  But irony just might be all those guys on the internet who claim that women ruin everything. Especially when “everything” happens to be things that were invented or shaped by the rest of us cooties-having women. (Google “women ruin” to get an […]

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: The RMS Queen Mary. Yet Another “The Most Haunted Place On Earth.”

She’s a war hero and a celebrity. She’s been the subject of books and the star of both TV and movies. Some people say that she’s a haunted lady.

She’s also a boat.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: Ep. 2 The Curse of the Little Bastard

My short story, The Hobos, The Devil and James Dean’s Car is featured over at the pulp magazine Crimson Streets. You can read it here. In honor of the publication, I’m podcasting an abridged version of the article that inspired the story.  If you’d like to read the longer article, you can do so here. […]

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: One Eyed Willie Couldn’t Have Hid It Better! the Oak Island Money Pit.

Imagine going for a walk and finding a mystery that would endure for over two centuries. According to legend, this is what happened to teenager Daniel McGinnis in 1795. What would follow would be a 200 year long odyssey for buried treasure that would make The Goonies look sophisticated.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: At The Crescent Hotel Guests Checked In But They Didn’t Check Out

There are a lot of places that claim to be the most haunted in America, but only the Crescent hotel has the pedigree to back up that claim. The building has been a Victorian-era resort, a private school, a sanatorium straight out of a horror movie, a women’s college and more recently, a movie star thanks to numerous documentaries including an episode of Ghost Hunters.

Read the rest of this entry »

I Am Not Making This Up: Stull Cemetery: The Devil’s Playground? Er . . . Maybe Not.

Let’s say for the sake of argument, Satan got married. (Personally, I always thought of Old Scratch as a harem-type of guy, but I suppose it could happen.)

And let’s also say that The Darkness family (as in Prince Of) had a child. But unlike his more famous half-brother, The Jersey Devil, little Lucifer Jr. and mom didn’t survive the delivery.

The question is, where would The Devil bury his family? (Assuming he cared.) According to several generations of Kansas University college students, that place would be Stull cemetery.

Read the rest of this entry »