Hello and welcome to Small Town Spooky, the podcast broadcast from a spooky small town near you. I’m Renee and I’ll be your sonic psychopomp, leading you into the legends, folklore, and spooky stories from small towns all over the world. Small Town Spooky is part history, part mystery, and 100% oddity. So get curious, get creepy, and join the ghoul gang as we investigate the obscure horrors of our hometowns.
So what is this show, really?
Small Town Spooky was born out of my love of scary, spooky stuff and folklore, and wanting to talk about urban legends and cryptids in the context of their settings and origins...and it’s also just an excuse for me to sit around talking about creepy stuff, which I’d be doing anyway. If you like Lore Podcast, Parcast’s Haunted Places, Astonishing Legends, Dark Histories, Unexplained with Richad Maclean Smith, this is that kind of vibe. My plan for the first season is a limited run, and depending on people’s response, I may revive it for the new year...if I can find the time to learn some necromantic techniques in the meantime.
I’ve always been fascinated by urban legends and local ghost stories. I grew up in a small town in Southern Ontario and my dad used to tell stories about all the creepy things he’d seen--and gotten up to--as a kid and out in the woods. He was all about Bigfoot, since he spent a lot of time outdoors as an outfitter and sportsman. Dad died in 2019 around this time of year, so I always think of him when the leaves start to change colour and Netflix starts putting out all of its spooky new content. He used to love pulling pranks and telling ghost stories around the campfire. When I was a kid, he’d dress up at Halloween and scare the neighbours or the friends I had over when I got older.
As for me, I’m Renée (she/he/they pronouns--they’re all okay) and I have a degree in Classical Studies and Anthropology. One thing I miss about school is all the reading and research--I know, I know, I am fatally nerdy--and reading about folklore has become a favorite pastime of mine. You might also know me from Listen 2 Me Podcast, offering unqualified advice from qualified creatives--we’re currently on hiatus but there’s a backlog of over 70 episodes you can click through if you’re interested. My co-host Gio and I have talked to creatives from all different disciplines and walks of life about their career challenges and triumphs, the tricks they’ve picked up along the way, and there are a fair few episodes where we offer creative practice advice and tips we’ve learned as well.
Small Town Scare: Texas Road
Let’s freak ourselves out with our first Small Town Scare, shall we? Since this is the inaugural Small Town Spooky episode, I’m going to share my own hometown "spookening". TW: mentions of colonial North America, First Nations genocide, suicide, decapitation.
Imagine you’re driving down a two-lane highway in the middle of the night. The darkness is so absolute, you can feel it pushing back against the light thrown out by the one or two street lamps you see. The further east you drive, the less street lamps there are. From the car windows you see lone houses set back from the road on oversized lots every hundred meters or so, but this soon tapers off into dark skies, low over hilly fields of barley and soy, thick greenery crowding the asphalt of the roadway as if trying to take it back.
The trees on the horizon hunch together as if braced against the coolness of the night, and all of a sudden the pavement turns to gravel. It crunches and crackles under the rubber tires, plinking insistently against the undercarriage of the car. The driver guns it until the road runs out, and you pull to a stop in front of bulky cement barriers. The orange glow of the car’s headlights is diffused by the close, humid air, so thick it’s as if you’re drinking it in. A low fog rolls along over the thicket of shrubs, obscuring the trailhead beyond the cement barriers.
The driver opens the door. “Let’s go for a walk,” they say, and you trail behind them.
As you approach the barrier, a sign looms out of the dark. DEAD END, you read, and a shiver passes through you as you breach the cement blocks and crest the wooded trail on the other side. You pick your way over gopher holes and grasping snake tongue vines and thistle, listening to the bank of trees on either side of the trail rustle even though there’s no wind. Every time you take a step you feel your heart beat in time, and before long you emerge into—of all things—a misty graveyard littered with moss-covered markers and weathered stone angels.
Texas Road: A Brief History
Texas Road is a road in Amherstburg Township, located in southwestern Ontario. It runs about 11 kilometers (or almost 7 miles) east to west and stops at Highway 20, which follows the east bank of the Detroit River. At its eastern terminus, Texas Road ends just before St. Clement Cemetery. When I was a dumb teenager my friends and I decided to drive down there at like three in the morning to “check it out”—which is code for scaring ourselves shitless. We didn’t see anything, we just felt a bunch of “vibes”, spent about ten minutes freaking each other out, then jumped back into the car and drove back to my friend’s house.
St. Clement’s is a Roman Catholic Cemetery and part of the St. Clement’s church parish that’s located just up the road, established in 1880. A post submitted to “coldspot.org” in April 2005 recounts a kid who saw two hooded figures drop down from an “unclimbable” tree and walked across the trail and disappeared into the graveyard. In Episode 13 of Blackburn Media’s “The 519 Podcast” Rob Tymec, a local ghost guide from the area, recounted the experience of a group of four teenagers cutting across the graveyard on their way to a friend’s. There was a fresh layer of snow on the ground, blanketing the gravestones and beaten path. They were about halfway across the cemetery when one of the four looked down and saw a fifth set of footprints, freshly laid in the snow alongside the rest of theirs. They turned around and high-tailed it right back out to the road.
Here I’ll dive into the history of the area and Texas Road itself. I want to give a special shout-out to Tony Beresford, who posted in the Stories of Texas Road Facebook group (more on that later) about the history of the area. His post provided a great starting point for the research that I dug into, and will be included in the episode sources.
Amherstburg and Essex County, the area surrounding, is a part of the country that’s older than Canada itself. Amherstburg is where my parents grew up. It’s a small town in southern Ontario, near the mouth of the Detroit River. You can see some of eastern Detroit from the banks of the Canadian side. As of 2016, there were just about 22000 people living in Amherstburg, according to Wikipedia). This land is under the traditional stewardship of the Three Fires Confederacy (Ojibwe, Odawa, Potawatomi and Huron/Wendat First Nations. The treaties that govern this area are the Wampum treaties, agreements between the Anishinaabe, Haudenosaunee, Lenni, Lenape and other allied First Nations who peacefully share and care for the resources around the Great Lakes.
French Europeans were the first colonial settlers in Essex County, former soldiers from Fort Pontchartrain or Fort Detroit who crossed the Detroit River about 1747 and occupied Amherstburg, Sandwich and the banks of Turkey Creek. Amherstburg’s fort, Fort Malden, was established in 1796.The original settlements in this area were named Malden and Anderdon, the latter after the “Arendharenon” clan of the Huron/Wendat First Nations, meaning “People of the Rock”. Eventually both were incorporated into Amherstburg township.
There’s a long history of French and First Nations inhabitants in this area. Texas Road was located on part of a settlement of land that was originally reserved for the Wendat people living in this area, exempt from the 1790 McKee Purchase treaty, named for the negotiated agreement between British Indian Department agent Alexander McKee (the son of a Scots-Irish trader and a Shawnee—Algonquin—First Nations woman) and the principal chiefs of the Odawa, Chippewa, Potawatomi and Wendat, which surrendered 5440 km² (just over 3380 miles) to United Empire Loyalists, colonists from America who remained loyal to the British monarchy and opposed the American revolution. The First Nations bands were compensated in Quebec Currency goods, including blankets, scarlet cloth, ribbons, black silk handkerchiefs, rifles and ammunition, altogether worth £1200, and protection of their interest against a united States of America.
This negotiation is fascinating and most historical accounts largely erase the perspective of the First Nations signatories. There is one named negotiator, main speaker Chief E-gouch-e-ouai, of Odawa First Nations, mentioned in the account of the Treaty’s contents from archive.org. The frustration of having only the treaties to record what happened is that the colonists didn’t often clarify details or understanding. Supposedly E-gouch-e-ouai spoke for the “Lake Confederacy” bands, but that was a vague grouping assigned to different area nations around Detroit and even further north, and may or may not have included the Wendat nation.
Fast-forward almost a hundred years, to 1870. Between the McKee Purchase and now, the Huron-Wendat First Nations had been largely displaced due to conflict with Odawa First Nations and French colonial settlers. In 1812, many Huron/Wendat supported the British (who were also occupying “Upper Canada” at the time) against the United States and their First Nations allies. More British colonists flooded into Anderdon and Essex County, and agitated for farmland and settlements. Where in pre-contact time, the Huron/Wendat numbered over 20000, there were now less than 400 in this area. In 1833, Wendat
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Joseph White, also called Chief “Mondoron”, leader of the Arendharenon clan, signed Treaty 35, and by 1836, what was called the Anderdon First Nations reserve was ordered to be broken up into concessions and farm lots. It was around this time that the Huron/Wendat chiefs of the Detroit area, including Chief White and Chief Splitlog, held their last traditional council meeting.
There is so much here in terms of the historical interaction, intermarrying, and displacement of Huron/Wendat First Nations people from the Essex County area that it would take me a whole podcast series to cover it all, so I’m going to leave it there, but if you are interested I strongly suggest you check out the sources for this episode and do some further reading.
The Christening of Texas Road
We start to see the name “Texas” crop up in the following decades. The railroad came through Anderdon in 1872; the railroad ran parallel to the south of what would eventually be Texas Road and brought an element of hard-working, blue-collar people. Some people believe the railway workers’ spirits still linger along the road today. A stone quarry was established at Texas Road and 2nd Concession, and the C.W. Thomas Saw Mill (also called the Thomas & Rankin Saw Mill) at what is now Texas Road and 4th Concession generated a small settlement around it that was referred to as “Hell’s Corners”, for the local nightlife and tavern there. The Cottage Tavern, another establishment on the western end of the road near the riverfront, was known for the number of shootings that went down there—and soon the name “Texas” was attached to the premises.
Amherstburg was incorporated as a town in 1878, and on the 1881 Anderdon Township map you can see the wharf at the Texas Road riverfront. There’s a slip called “Texas Dock” although the road itself remains nameless. I called the Marsh Collection in Anherstburg, Ontario, to see if they had access to maps or records indicating when Texas Road got its name. They provided me with a map from 1877 showing that the lot adjacent to Texas Dock was owned by a man named Dallas Norvell, who according to historical record, went by the name “Texas”, even writing under it while contributing nature sketches to the Detroit Free Press. The earliest print mention of Texas Road I was able to find in the archives is a reproduction of a 1919 Brunner Mond Canada Ltd. company report, a soda & ash outfit from England that opened a plant in Amherstburg in 1917, where they reproduced highlights from The Amherstburg Echo. There was an account dated June 17, 1921 that spoke of a Dave Pettypiece who was “assigned to the portion of roads which is between Texas Road and Lukerville”.
Texas Road's Historical Ghosts
Stories about Texas Road being haunted seem fairly modern, with legends about the spirits dwelling there peaking between the 1970s and 90s. But accounts of ghosts on Texas Road date back as far as October of 1879, when The Amherstburg Echo reported inexplicable lights and “the sounds of chains, hammers, etc.” seen and heard in the old saw mill on the riverfront*, for several nights. “Each night parties living in the neighbourhood tried to ascertain the cause, and one night as many as fifty persons were there, but on entering the mill the lights disappeared and the sounds ceased.” This turned out to be several boys from the neighbourhood who had dug out a space under the mill and were camped out with lanterns and chains, then running to hide when residents came to investigate.
*The news clipping, from 1879, references “[t]he old saw mill on the River front, in Anderdon” but not by name. In my research I found mentions of several saw mills existing in Anderdon pre-1940s, but a news ad from the Echo dated December 4, 1876 refers to C.W. Thomas’ (and Matthew Rankin) as the proprietors of the “Anderdon Saw Mill” and cites the pickup location for logs as the river front. The 1942 Historical Sketch from the Amherstburg Wesley United Church includes an account from a Reverend E.S. Jones dated 1872-76 which further makes mention of “the Rankin and Thomas Saw Mill (which then stood on the present-site of the Waterworks Park).” The Waterworks Park was the riverfront site of the 1812 British Ship Yards.
Apart from bored teenagers, no one can quite agree one what’s haunting Texas Road. A CBC video news feature from 1984 has an eye witness describing disembodied voices warning them to turn back and a flame bursting out of the night. Other accounts mention hitchhiking ghosts fading when headlights get close enough to illuminate them; a headless horseman riding along the road, flitting like a shadow in and out of the trees; and inexplicable orbs visible in the distance. A 2011 thread from yourghoststories.com is full of discussion about the white ghost horse that haunts the ravine and the graveyard, with purported sightings going back 30 years.
My own sister told me the Texas Road story she heard, of two teens parked up against the barriers getting handsy, who were menaced by something thumping on the car doors and roof. Finally, one of the teens went out into the dark to look, leaving his date inside to wait—a rookie mistake. She waited all night for him to come back, and finally dozed off. The next morning the steady thump-thump-thump of something—less loud this time—against the car hood woke her up, and when she got out to look, she saw the disembodied head of her boyfriend dripping blood onto the hood, hanging from the antenna like a gruesome ornament.
There are several hauntings cited further east of the riverfront, out where Texas Road is bracketed by dark fields and farmland. The ‘Morencie Family Ghost’, mentioned by name in a 2017 CBC article, is a shape-shifting spectre which first appears in a March 1939 issue of The Amherstburg Echo. A house burned down at the corner of Texas Road and No. 18 Highway in Anderdon County, formerly occupied by the Morencie family who claimed that the ghosts haunting their previous home in Windsor had followed them out to the countryside. Mr. Morencie heard “ghosts that must have been iron-shod galloping from one end of the house to the other [...] as though they were on horseback”, though he didn’t see anything. Every single member of the family claimed to encounter spirits in the farmhouse, which included “a beautiful one [...] in white, with golden hair falling in curls down her back” that walked up and down the stairs and sat on the kids’ beds, and a “rough fellow who wore a red sweater” and “took an unholy delight in ripping off the shutters and pounding on the doors and walls with them.” An invisible spirit in the kitchen would knock bread off a particular shelf. The family moved before the farmhouse burned down, “when a blood-spot appeared in one of the upstairs rooms”, and reportedly their otherworldly houseguest didn’t follow.
Another country ghost appears in The Windsor Star newspaper, dated 24 March 1995, Loretta Sbrocca spoke to a “Foundation Family” member whose family had lived on Texas Road since 1850 and recorded the following:
"The warning from his grandfather sounded frightening.
"Be careful when you go down to the corner on a moonlit night because there'll be a fellow sitting on a fence smoking a pipe, " his grandfather said. "This slovenly fellow isn't very sociable. He dwells in a rotting old cabin at the end of the road and has no family or friends, and a farmer recently caught him stealing chickens.
"Oh, that farmer shot him dead alright. But you can still see his phantom image on that crooked fence."
A post dated August 2008 from torontoghosts.org refers to a decapitated woman, who “walks the roadway and nearby well looking for her head, which she lost in a farming accident—her husband may have thrown it down the well, driven mad by grief after she died.” She appears as a white figure suffused by a greenish light. This mirrors an account from a July 1968 issue of The Amherstburg Echo that reported crowds of 75 to 100 gathering in hopes of seeing “the ghost of a woman beheaded several years ago near midnight of Texas Road west of the Third Concession.”
Modern Haunts
Ghost guide Rob Tymek often tells the following, more modern story on his tours, with the names changed in his account to keep anonymity:
“My favourite account [...] was told to me by someone I had known for several years [...]. She grew up on Texas Road and wasn’t really aware of its reputation [...]. She stayed there—not all her life—but for a good chunk of her childhood, she was living on Texas Road. [...] Kylie had this very strange neighbour [...], Mrs. Ferguson. Mrs. Ferguson [...] was an older woman living by herself. Her husband had died, and she was starting to kind of get a little bit strange in her behaviour, and she became really distrustful of children. She was sure that they were going to [...] sneak onto her property and vandalise the place [...]. So, if you were a kid walking past Mrs. Ferguson’s place—even Kylie herself who was her next-door neighbour, [...] walking past her home—she would come stomping out. [...] She would stand at the edge of her driveway and stare at you balefully until you kept moving on. [..] She tended to wear just a housecoat [or] a nightie [...] and she would just throw on these big boots she had.”
In Tymek’s story, Kylie and other teenagers living near or walking by endure Mrs. Ferguson’s mean, suspicious stares from the edge of her driveway for several years. Then one day, as Kylie walks by the Ferguson house, Mrs. Ferguson just...doesn’t emerge. At first Kylie doesn’t notice, but by the end of the week she thinks it’s a bit odd. Kylie asks her father about it and learns Mrs. Ferguson has been hospitalized. For a few weeks, every time Kylie walks by the Ferguson house, the lights are out and the house is still—until finally one evening, as she’s walking by, she sees Mrs. Ferguson come out onto the driveway. Only this time, Mrs. Fergsuon isn’t wearing her housecoat or nightie—she’s in an elegant white gown, so pale it’s almost glowing. Kylie returns home to her father and shares the good news: Mrs. Ferguson is out of the hospital, it seems, and home. But Kylie’s father looks up from his newspaper with a strange expression on his face. “Mrs. Ferguson can’t be home,” he tells the bewildered Kylie. “She died in hospital last week.”
The television show Ghostly Encounters from W Network featured a story about Texas Road in the nineteenth episode of its third season, aptly titled “Tempting Ghosts”. In it, Christopher Mio, who grew up in Windsor, shares the ghost story he heard as a kid: a couple were involved in a car accident where the boyfriend loses control of his Jeep over the narrow bridge just east of Concession Road 5, where Texas Road crosses a tributary of River Canard. The resulting collision throws his girlfriend from the vehicle. When he searches the water below and can’t find her, he leaves, only to return the next day and take his own life at the site of her disappearance. To this day, they say he still drives his Jeep up and down that section of Texas Road, forever searching for his lost love.
The Ghostly Encounters episode details the harrowing experience Christopher and his friends had when they drove out to Texas Road to see if the story was true. The kids drive down to the end of the road and take the trail to St. Clement’s Cemetery, where they hop the gate and challenge each other to run across the graveyard and touch the fence on the other side. The group tease and scare each other, taking pictures. One of them slips away to pull on a Halloween mask, and then jumps out from behind the grave markers to scare them. Then the group heads back to the car. They drive out to the bridge, where they attempt to rouse the spirit of the Jeep-driving ghost by parking and walking around their vehicle three times. If nothing else, that’s a surefire way to summon a rear-ending. Their experiment, meant to cause the engine to stall if the ghost is present, doesn’t yield any results—the car starts, and they drive away. Only, they get just a little way down the road when they hear a car engine behind them. Suddenly headlights flood the interior of the car, making it impossible for the teens to see what's behind them. All they can hear is the roar of an engine and the gravel crunching under the car’s tires—so they gun it.
As they’re being pursued, they’re looking back, trying to see who’s following them. The lights are getting closer, and they’re swerving all over the road, narrowly missing clipping the trees and shrubs growing alongside it. Finally, they shake their tail—the light fades into the trees and winks out. Everything goes deadly silent. Ramped up with adrenaline, they decide to head back to Texas Road to see if the driver following them was just another prankster, but they don’t see any sign of another vehicle on the road. They return to one of the friends’ houses, and because they are teens with no concept of mortality or fear, immediately whip out a Ouija board. As they attempt to ask the board who they encountered on the road, the planchette only spells out one word, over and over and over--M-A-S-K. Mask. They’ve left the Halloween mask at the graveyard.
They decide to leave it for the next day. When they return to the cemetery, they find the mask lying on the ground near a shattered grave marker. The gravestone, which they swore was intact the night before, is engraved with a plain cross, and an inscription too faint to make out. In an astonishing demonstration of what the complete absence of a self-preservation instinct looks like, one of the boys pockets a shard of the shattered gravestone before leaving. They bring it back to the rest of the group and show them the shard, explaining the circumstances of finding it at the cemetery near the discarded mask. As one of the girls reaches for the piece of headstone to get a closer look, she lets out a shriek. On her finger, in the place where her skin made contact with the stone, are intersecting burn marks. The shape is eerily similar to the very cross that was engraved on the shattered headstone.
Cyber Spirits
Maybe Texas Road was built over some kind of leyline that encourages the spirits of the dead to linger there, or attracts sinister doings. In 2018, two people were arrested and charged with the disappearance of a Windsor man whose body was found off 8th Concession Road, between Alma Street and Texas Road. In the Facebook Group “Stories of Texas Road - Amherstburg, Ontario, Canada”, locals and ghost story aficionados alike continue to contribute and debate their own experiences and understanding of the Texas Road haunting. One user posted a question, asking when the “four boys” died on this road—another user responded that it was in a car accident at the corner of 4th concession and Texas Road—and a third commented that they thought it was four girls. From a post by Lycas Barbosa:
“Me n [sic] some guys went to Texas road just the other night and sat in our car near the cemetery. We had a weird vibe about it, like someone was watching us. We turned the car off. And we sat looking around for maybe 4 min and all of a sudden. We heard a knock at the window. We took no chances and left as fast as we could. This was rlly [sic] creepy because whatever it was, we have no idea how long it was watching us for. And it was between 3am-4am”
People in the group share their scary experiences, and photos purported to have captured orbs or inexplicable figures lurking in the background among the trees or the headstones of St. Clement’s Cemetery. Someone’s post details the white dress they saw materializing out of the mist, as if worn by an invisible spirit. One user, in an experience reminiscent of the Morencie Family, asked whether anyone else had ever been followed home by something from Texas Road. After hanging out there “almost [...] every weekend”, they began to experience odd activity in their house: doors opening with no explanation and disembodied voices whispering. Their sister experienced something similar, waking “at two in the morning” to “hear someone running around the house”. One user reported driving across the bridge “where someone was hung” and pretended to stall their car. They killed the engine and told the other passengers that they could “see five lights” in the distance, until one of the other passengers screamed. Satisfied, the driver put the key back in the ignition and started the car on the first try.
Whether there is any true paranormal activity on Texas Road or its surrounding area, it certainly seems that the ghost stories surrounding it have been keeping pranksters in good spirits for multiple generations, while leaving others feeling haunted.
What do you think? Have the legends of Texas Road convinced you of a ghostly presence, or could it just be mass delusion? Do you have any ghost stories from your hometown or any stories about Texas Road? Email smalltownspooky@gmail.com or leave a comment on the socials @smalltownspooky saying what you liked about the episode, or leave your scariest small town story to be featured on the show! And if you like what you hear, check out Small Town Spooky on kofi.com and show your appreciation!
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Music in this episode is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution License.
Title song: It’s Not Hard to Get Lost by Bryan Mathys
Lo-fi remixes of: Autumn Sunset by Jason Shaw (Audionautix.com); Lesicia by Kai Engel; You’re Right But I’m Me by Doctor Turtle; выходной by Kosta T
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