Dare Devil Rogers, the Art of Being Buried Alive. (original) (raw)

Who was Dare Devil Rogers?

The world�s mightiest Internet search engine is stumped by the question, finding no mention anywhere in Cyber Space of anyone by that name. No matter his given name, or where he was from or what became of him, Dare Devil Rogers must have been quite a character. And definitely not claustrophobic.

During the Depression, as the people of the nation collectively dug deep into their pockets and often came up with nothing, Dare Devil dug his own grave time after time, town after town.

Not that he had a suicidal bent. At least not overtly. Dare Devil made his living by imitating the dead. His shtick was to have himself buried alive to promote some event or business. He coped with a poor economy by simply laying low � six feet low.

Dare Devil capitalized on man�s ancient fear of being buried alive � and his fascination in hearing or reading stories about instances of premature burial � by turning it into a traveling promotional act. For a fee, he would listen to a sound most people never hear, dirt hitting the outside of a coffin lid.

On Jan. 23, 1937, Dare Devil was interred in his special coffin in a vacant lot just south of the Tower Caf� on South Congress Avenue in Austin.

�He will stay in this underground grave for ten days,� the long-defunct Austin Daily Dispatch reported in a five-paragraph, page-one story on January 27, and four days into his planned 10-day burial.

The story continued:

�Spectators looked down the metal tube that exposes his face through the week-end with awe, and bewilderment. A prize has been offered to any one catching him asleep during the interlude he is underground.�

Prize-crazy Austinites tried hard to catch him asleep, even visiting the grave in the dead of the night hoping to find him making ZZZZZs.

Sleep, of course, is not the only issue for those driven to an early grave. For obvious natural reasons, Rogers eschewed food while buried. He kept himself going, the newspaper reported, by �drinking a bottle of popular beer ever hour.� (Given that level of orally-administered �embalming fluid,� his special coffin must also have had some special plumbing as well.)

To accommodate around-the-clock viewing, Dare Devil�s graveside was bathed in light at night. Even with illumination above, it must have gotten chilly underground. Just how he kept warm during winter gigs was not revealed in the frustratingly brief newspaper coverage.

�The breaking of the inclement weather indicates that hundreds more will view the �Dare Devil,�� the newspaper concluded.

Dare Devil may have drawn a crowd and helped the Tower Caf� sell more hamburgers, but he couldn�t top the master at being buried alive � Harry Houdini. The magician not only allowed himself to be buried, he would proceed to escape.

The only interest Dare Devil had in escape was getting out of town with as much money as possible.

Thirty-one years after Dare Devil Rogers rested in peace in Austin for a few days, another �underground� entertainer hit town � a fellow who called himself Country Bill White.

In 1968, White had himself buried in front of the screen at the old Chief Drive-In at Lamar and Koenig. Like Dare Devil, he had a viewing tube so visitors could see how he was doing down under before it got dark enough to see that night�s feature film. Unlike Dare Devil, Country Bill had a telephone in his coffin and was more than happy to be interviewed by local radio stations.

After lying down on the job for the required number of days, just as Dare Devil had done three decades before, Country Bill moved on to another early grave.