Sweet Tea Murders

An Announcement About a Name Change For several years, many of you have known my work under the name Old Police Stories. That name reflected exactly what I was doing […]

By The Old Southern Murders Storyteller There are creeks you fish.There are creeks you cross without thinking.And then there are creeks you remember. Murder Creek is the kind of place

By Michael Earl Simmons Down here, every little community has its stories.Most are quiet ones: family names, old churches, sandy roads worn smooth by time.And then there are the stories

By Michael Earl Simmons Down here, stories don’t always start in books.Some start on sandy roads, under longleaf pines, with a name spoken low and slow, like you’re testing the

By Michael Earl Simmons If you grew up on the west side of downtown Pensacola, you knew the name Gaudet. From a modest home on West Gregory Street, Louis and

The Night Pensacola Closed In on Ted Bundy The midnight shift has its own personality. It breathes slower. Sounds carry farther. The city exhales, and what’s left behind is a

By Mike Simmons When Willie O’Connell took the oath as Pensacola’s chief of police on November 19, 1925, the city was standing on the edge of a century that refused

The Detective Who Became a Legend in Pensacola By Michael Earl Simmons Pensacola has always been a city that remembers its characters, especially the ones who walked its sandy streets

By Michael Earl Simmons By the summer of 1877, Pensacola was no quiet coastal outpost. It was a rough-edged railroad and port town where heat pressed down like a wet

By Mike Simmons As a retired sergeant from the Pensacola Police Department, I’ve always been proud of our family’s deep roots in local law enforcement. My father served from 1964