Sue Casterline lives in a small community known as Estes Flats, just south of Rockport. Her house is situated in a stand of very ancient, very large live oak trees. She told me that early settlers in the coastal plains area usually try to locate their homes around the large live oaks. Because salt water will kill them very quickly, when a stand of very large Oaks is found, it is a good indicator that the land is sufficiently high enough to avoid flood during hurricanes, which so frequently hit that part of the state. Sue believes the coastal area's first settlers, the Karankawas, might have located the village near large oak trees for the same reason.
 A short distance, something like a couple of city blocks, from Sue's home, a land owner decided to build some boat storage barns about 12 years ago. The ground had to be leveled first before the actual building process could begin. One portion of the land formed a good sized hill. No one realized at the time this had been an old burial mound until the bulldozers came in and uncovered some skeletal remains and some artifacts. Archaeologists were dispatched from a nearby university, and they determined that the mound probably represented the sacred burial grounds of a community of Karankawas. Nothing was actually removed from the mound and the bones were resettled into their previous resting place as carefully as possible.
 Soon after the mound was disturbed, Sue's mother came to visit her. Sue said that her mother was a little bit psychic, especially when it came to feeling something concerning one another. One night Sue's mother was awakened very suddenly from a sound sleep. She distincly saw the figure of an indigenous man standing by the side of her bed. He was bare chested, and had long hair. He seemed to be bending towards her, intently studying her. She cried out, and the figure disappeared immediately. When she told Sue why she had cried out, she said the figure she saw was so real that she did not think she could have possibly dreamed it.
 Four or five days after the incident, Sue was alone at home, doing the laundry. She had been in her garage, where the washer was located. She had just walk through her kitchen, back into the house, and noted that all was in order. She went into her bedroom to check on her new baby, and then walked back to the kitchen to check on the progress of the laundry. This time she was astonished to discover all nine drawers in her kitchen cupboards were standing wide open. She said she was astonished, but not at all frightened. In fact, she felt like someone or something was just playing a joke on her, and she found that amusing.
The following weekend a friend came over to see her. Sue told her friend about her mother's strange experience, and then her own strange experience with the kitchen drawers. Her friend said, "I just can't believe any of that!" Suddenly, from off a shelf in a pantry, which was clearly visible from where the two women were sitting in the dining room, a big squeeze bottle of mustard literally flew off the shelf and crossed the narrow hallway to the center of the kitchen floor. Sue said it did not fall from the shelf, it was hurled! While it wasn't scary, she said, it definitely succeeded in "making a statement."
How it changed my life:It has been a number of years since the Karankawan man appeared in Sue's guest room and the kitchen cupboards went berzerk. But then, no one has disturbed the final resting place of the Karankawas again, either. First hand account of Docia Schultz Williams You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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