By Carrie Aulenbacher, WMD Managing Editor
Editor's Note: This is the conclusion of Elmer McCurdy, the escape artist, part one, published two weeks prior. To read part one, click here. --Al Colombo
I love to see the towns
a-passin' by
And to ride these rails,
'neath God's blue sky
Let me travel this land
from the mountains to the sea
'Cause that's the life I believe,
He meant for me
--Hank Williams Sr, Ramblin' Man
Los Angeles County Coroner’s Office, 1976
"He what?" An assistant to the coroner did a double take, trying to comprehend the discovery even as he held the container with the recovered bullet.
"This John Doe was murdered." The assistant closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Well, a place like Laff in the Dark is a great place to hide a body if you want to get away with murder." He sighed as he heard himself say such a strange sentence.
"A murder from at least 50 some odd years ago?" The coroner said. The assistant lifted his head in amazement.
"The body has high amounts of arsenic. They haven't embalmed bodies with that since the twenties and this is looking to be more than 40 years post mortem."
The thought hung unspoken in the air between them: "Who IS this guy?"
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| Elmer McCurdy |
As the sheriff's posse cleaned up the scene, McCurdy's body was taken to the undertaker in Pawhuska, Oklahoma. The Johnson Funeral Home agreed to prepare McCurdy's body but the search was on to find kin to not only claim the body but to pay for services. In order to make sure the body lasted until family members showed up, the mortuary used an arsenic-based preservative to preserve Elmer. This was common practice before the deadly effects of exposure to arsenic were fully understood.
So McCurdy was shaved, dressed and embalmed. But no family showed up. The undertaker, Joseph L. Johnson, was out the money he invested in preparing the body so he decided to earn a bit back. His idea was to prop Elmer's body up in the back of his shop and charge folks a nickel to take a look at him. With a rifle for a prop, Elmer was posed and advertised as "The Bandit Who Wouldn't Give Up".
Exhibiting McCurdy earned him money and attention. Word began to spread about "The Embalmed Bandit", "The Oklahoma Outlaw" - Elmer began to be "The Mystery Man of Many Aliases" in this second incarnation. Carnival owners started popping up offering Mr. Johnson a fee to buy Elmer off of him. But being a man of principle, he refused in the hopes that rightful family would come eventually.
Almost five years later to the day Elmer McCurdy was killed, in October of 1916, Johnson thought his wish had finally transpired. Aver McCurdy showed up at the funeral home, explaining that he was Elmer's brother and had been in contact with the sheriff and a local attorney about gaining possession of his brother's remains to have him properly taken home and buried.
Agreeing to the brother, Johnson prepared things and the following day, Aver's brother, Wayne McCurdy, showed up and they both gladly loaded up Elmer for the trek home to his eternal rest. Johnson's fees were paid, everything was set right and everyone breathed a sigh of relief that things were finally over for the unlucky train robber.
And those who breathed the biggest sigh of relief were Aver and Wayne McCurdy - better known as the brothers Patterson. James and Charles Patterson were owners of The Great Patterson Carnival Shows, a circus and sideshow act that had heard of the embalmed bandit. Knowing it would make for a great curiosity, their scheme worked. They had the body. Now to make real money.
As the years passed, the Pattersons sold the circus to Louis Sonney, who used the body in his 'Traveling Museum of Crime' and changed his history to that of a crazed drug user who took his own life when surrounded by police. The embalming and years of touring in less than ideal conditions had worn at the body and lent to the fantastic story dreamed up by Sonney. There Elmer remained amid wax figures of Bill Doolin and Jesse James for the next decade.
When Sonney stopped touring, everything went into storage, including Elmer McCurdy. With Sonney's death in 1949, everything was forgotten for a time. When filming began in the mid 1960's for the horror film, She Freak, McCurdy's body came out of storage with permission of Sonney's son, Dan, and was lent to be featured as a prop in the film. After the film was released, the family sold the body along with other wax mannequins from storage to Spoony Singh, owner of The Hollywood Wax Museum.
Now thought to be a wax mannequin, Singh lent Elmer and some other mannequins to two Canadian men who were hosting a feature at Mount Rushmore. Now over five decades since being embalmed, McCurdy's body was showing signs of wear and the harsh elements of the South Dakota landscape did no favors. Elmer endured a windstorm during his showcase there and lost the tips of his ears and some fingers and toes.
With expert help from Dr. Joseph Choi, it was determined that this had been a man in his 30's who had perished from a gunshot wound. Even with the damage from years of touring the country, he discovered the original incisions from the autopsy and embalming over sixty years ago. He tested the body and found the high levels of arsenic, the evidence of tuberculosis, the bullet jacket from the sheriff's posse and even tickets in Elmer's mouth from Sonney's traveling crime museum shows.
With the tickets placing McCurdy back in the 20's and the bullet jacket being a gas check design, which was first used in 1905, investigators began to approximate the time in which the body had lived. By contacting Sonney's son, Dan, to ask about the tickets in Elmer's mouth, Dan verified that his father had purchased the mummified body from a circus back in the day and gave the name Elmer McCurdy.
Forensic Anthropologists were called in to radiograph the skull and use a superimposition technique to try and match old photographs to the skull. The examination lined up and it was indeed the unsuccessful train robber from last century. The media got wind of the story and that December of 1976, everyone was hearing about the strange case of the funhouse mannequin who turned out to be real.
Funeral homes contacted the LA coroner's office to offer burial services free of charge. But just like Joseph Johnson from decades ago, officials held onto Elmer in the hopes that a direct descendant would come forward to claim their relative. Elmer's luck, as it was in life, was the same in death and no living family members contacted them.
That spring, April 22, 1977, with a proper horse drawn hearse and a plain pine coffin, Elmer McCurdy's remains were taken to Summit View Cemetery in Guthrie, Oklahoma. There, in the 'Boot Hill' section of the grounds, his body was finally interred alongside other noted Oklahoma outlaws like Bill Doolin. Over 300 people came to attend the burial and pay respects. To insure that the body would not be disturbed, two feet of concrete was poured over top the grave.
A little over one hundred miles from where he had breathed his last in 1911, Elmer McCurdy was finally at rest.
In a strange postscript to this tale:
And when I'm go-one
and at my grave you stand
Just say God called home
your Ra-amblin' Man
-- Hank Williams Sr, Ramblin' Man
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