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Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains
Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains
Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains
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Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains

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Arizona's Superstition Mountains are mysterious, forbidding, and dangerous.  The Superstitions are said to have claimed over five hundred lives.  What were these people looking for?  Is it possible that these mountains hide a vast treasure?  Is it possible that UFOs land here?  Is it possible that in these mountains there is a door leading to the great underground city of the Lizard Men?  Join Josh, a skeptical journalist, as he explores the mysteries of the Superstition Mountains in our new fiction book Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains.

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Release dateDec 1, 2019
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Charles A. Mills

Chuck Mills has a passion for history. He is the author of Hidden History of Northern Virginia, Echoes of Manassas, Historic Cemeteries of Northern Virginia and Treasure Legends of the Civil War and has written numerous newspaper and magazine articles on historical subjects. Chuck is the producer and cohost of Virginia Time Travel, a history television show that airs to some 2 million viewers in Northern Virginia. He lives on the banks of the Potomac River on land once owned by George Washington.

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    Death and Delusion in the Superstition Mountains - Charles A. Mills

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    Now over here is what I call my collection of curiosities, explained Professor John Atwater of the Grady Gammage Institute at Arizona State University in Tempe, pointing to a glass case.  A British officer named Thompson had seen a Zulu chief shot in the head within eighteen yards of the British square during the Battle of Ulundi, in South Africa, during the Zulu War of 1879.  Years later, Thompson returned to the battlefield and again paced the eighteen yards and came to his old friend, now a splendid skeleton, his bones perfectly white and his flesh eaten off by the white ants.  Thompson felt that he could not part with the Zulu warrior, so he put his skull into a forage bag, and brought it home to England.  After being passed down in the family for several generations, for some odd reason, a member of the family, who had immigrated to America, decided she didn’t want to keep the skull and donated it to the Institute.  Wonderful specimen, don’t you think?

    Very remarkable, I offered in as non-committal a tone as I could muster. But that skull next to it is very unusual.  Is it human? I asked, looking at a large elongated head with huge eye sockets.

    Well, that one does have an interesting story connected with it, said the Professor. "On December 9, 1965, a mammoth fireball streaked over six states.  The fireball lit up the night sky, flying over Detroit, dropping hot debris over Michigan and northern Ohio, causing a sonic boom in Pittsburgh, before finally crashing near the little village of Kecksburg, Pennsylvania.  A young boy said he saw the object as it crashed in the woods, and reported a figure, or figures, fleeing from the wreckage.  Members of the local volunteer fire department rushed to the scene of the crash expecting to find a downed airplane.  Instead they claimed they found an object that looked like a giant metallic acorn half buried in the ground.  The volunteer firemen claimed undecipherable hieroglyphs ran around the base of the object.  Almost as soon as the volunteer firemen appeared on the scene, so did the U.S. Army, with trucks and even tanks.  The military secured the area and ordered civilians out.  The object was removed within hours aboard a flatbed truck. 

    "The local population, was assured by the government that nothing had crashed, and that the over excited volunteer firemen had actually seen nothing more than tree trunks and mountain mist.  In the summer of 1966, however, a wave of mysterious events began to unfold in and around Kecksburg.  Frightened citizens reported encounters with huge Bigfoot-like apparitions. Hysterical people sought protection from the police.  Many people who had not actually seen the creatures felt sure they were being watched or were in imminent danger. One woman told the police that every night at 2:00 a.m., something rattled her doorknob. Another woman phoned the police to say there was something scratching at her door and she intended to shoot, if anything came through it.

    "On November 12, 1966, five men digging a grave at a cemetery near Acme, Pennsylvania, reported seeing a man-like figure coming from the trees and flying low over their heads.  Shortly thereafter, on November 15, 1966, two young couples told police they saw a large grey creature that had eyes that ‘glowed red.’ The couples described a ‘large flying man with ten-foot wings’, following their car.  During the next few days, other people reported similar sightings. Two volunteer firemen who saw it said it was a ‘large bird with red eyes.’

    "Some people called it ‘The Kecksburg Monster,’ others ‘Bigfoot’, some ‘Mothman.’  Whatever the creature may have been, it was elusive: frustrating capture attempts by the police, flyovers by a U.S. Park Police helicopter, searches by volunteer youth patrols, and the determined efforts of Pennsylvania game wardens to track it down.

    "Witnesses began to appear, happy to tell their tales to every passerby.  One witness reported, ‘... just as I got to the edge of the woods, it screamed a second time. And I could feel the reverberations... I could feel it in my chest, like if you stand in front of a bass speaker, I could feel it in my chest, and it made every hair on the back of my neck stand up. And I could hear twigs break and branches snapping.’  Years later accounts were still circulating, ‘Dogs would start barking nearby and sure enough we then heard the howl of the Kecksburg Monster.  I

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