The following was originally printed in “Supernatural Today,” the October 2014 issue in an abbreviated form. It is presented here in its full form, with nothing edited out.
The interviewer is Chris Smith, a long time contributor to the magazine and website. He interviewed Ms. Lucinda Devereux at her home in Louisiana. She was 64 at the time.
CS: Ms. Devereux, thank you for agreeing to this interview.
LD: Honey, it’s my pleasure. I’ve seen your magazine at the supermarket. Y’all do get some things right and it does give me a giggle at the things y’all get wrong.
CS: Umm, well thank you.
LD: I’m sorry, would you care for some lemonade or iced tea?
CS: Iced tea would be wonderful ma’am.
LD: So you wanted to ask me some questions?
(Lucinda is standing in the kitchen pouring me a glass of tea, a smile on her face.)
CS: Oh yes ma’am. As I’m sure you know, our magazine is about the world of the supernatural. You are kind of a legend in many circles, among those who practice the Arts.
LD: A legend? Ha, I don’t know about that. I do what I can. I did learn from the best.
CS: Could you tell our readers about yourself? Where you were born?
LD: Well, I was born in New Orleans in 1950. The way my granny tells it, the doctor almost had himself a fit. I looked like a little white baby when I popped out of my momma. A squalling, little white baby with a head of straight black hair, probably from one of great-great grandpa’s or my granny’s granny who was a powerful medicine woman, a Choctaw I think. Must have gave that doctor a fright, with my daddy standing in the waiting room.
CS: You said that you learned from the best. Who is it that taught you?
LD: Why my granny of course. She was a powerful witch in her own right. It runs in our family on the female side. My mother was just as powerful from what I’ve been told.
CS: You didn’t know your mother?
LD: No honey, I didn’t. She died when I was five. The only memory I have about her is going to town and having ice cream with her and my daddy when I was little. I barely remember the funeral.
CS: I’m sorry.
LD: No need to be sorry. We are all on this Earth for a limited amount of time. Some of us shorter than others.
CS: So, your grandmother and father raised you?
LD: Only my granny. My daddy died at the same time as my momma and before you ask, they were murdered, though it looked like an accident. That is what the police filed it as anyways, an accident, but Granny knew better.
CS: Your granny knew better?
LD: I don’t want to bore your readers with my family history.
CS: Ms. Devereux…
LD: Call me Lucy sweetie or Grandma Lucy, like the kids around here do.
CS: Lucy, if you wish, please go on. I doubt that your history will bore our readers. Like I said, you are a legendary figure to many people.
LD: Ha ha ha, well if you say so. Granny and Momma had been hunting down a very evil, voudon medicine woman who had set up in New Orleans. She had been practicing some very dark, evil magics and my Granny and Momma were trying to stop her. Momma and Daddy were on their way to New Orleans when something happened to their car. The police said that Daddy swerved off the road into a bayou. They were trapped in the car and drowned. Granny knew it wasn’t an accident, so she went to where it happened and found out the truth.
CS: What was the truth?
LD: The voudon woman had summoned something that attacked my parents. I was thirteen when Granny told me the truth about what happened. The summoning was very black magic, a terrible thing to unleash into the world.
(Lucy’s demeanor changes while she is telling me this. Her face hardens and her eyes seems to darken.)
CS: Ms. Lucy, if you don’t want to go on, I have other questions for you.
LD: I’m fine. Granny knew who had summoned the creature, but the creature was loose and Granny had to hunt it down before she could deal with the voudon woman.
CS: What was it that she summoned?
LD: I know your magazine is about the Supernatural, but how much do you know about the other side?
CS: Probably more than most. I’ve been interviewing people like you and investigating supernatural activity for about ten years now.
LD: What she summoned can best be described as a demon. A creature of pure hate and hunger. Granny knew that if she didn’t hunt it down and banish it back to whatever Hell it came from that a lot more people would die. So that is what she did.
CS: I’ve never heard of someone actually being able to summon a demon before. I’ve heard rumors but have never found any evidence, besides some old church documents.
LD: It can be done, if someone has the power and is willing to make the proper sacrifices.
CS: What sacrifices?
CS: Babies? How could anyone do that?
LD: The voudon woman was a very evil woman. She didn’t care. The black magic she used had warped her, changed her. Turned her into a monster.
CS: So what happened after your granny banished the demon?
LD: She went after the vodun woman. They fought and she got away, but Granny hurt her before she was able to get away.
CS: Thank you for sharing that. If I may, when did you first find out about the supernatural world?
LD: I’ve known about it since I was born. Every child knows about it. We just forget. It is beat out of us by science and the world. People don’t want to remember the things they saw as babies and children. They don’t want to remember the monsters in the closet or in the woods, even though they do exist.
CS: So you are saying that people forget on purpose?
LD: Of course they do. Life is hard enough for many as it is. Why make it harder? It is best to just ignore the supernatural and push it off as crazy superstitions. Why do you believe in the supernatural Mr. Smith?
CS: Well, I witnessed something and I knew what I saw was real, even though I didn’t want to believe it, so I started investigating. Ten years later, here I am.
LD: Not many people have that kind of will. They don’t want to see the world as it really is. Lucky for them, there are those of us who do see it and protect them.
CS: So you see yourself as a protector of the world?
LD: Of course. My whole family has protected the world from the things that go bump in the night. The medicine woman I told you about, she helped President Grant out, fighting those KKK boys after the Civil War.
CS: Could you tell me more about that? I’ve not heard anything about this.
LD: Why do you think the head of the KKK is called a Grand Wizard?
CS: I never really gave it much thought.
LD: When they first formed their group, they delved into the black magics, to help them terrorize the freed slaves and other blacks in the south and to take revenge on the Yankees for winning the war. They had an uprising and the Grand Wizard at the time was trying to work some serious magic to bring down the north. My ancestor volunteered to help the federal troops fight them.
CS: Obviously they won, though the history books tell a much more, tame version of the story.
LD: Well of course. Even though people lived closer to nature back then, they still didn’t want to know about the other side. It wouldn’t be the last time the government changed the history of something to change the truth.
CS: What do you mean, the government changed the truth?
LD: Honey, the government knows all about the supernatural. They have their own organization that deals with it, they just keep it very quiet. No need to scare everyone.
CS: So you are saying those conspiracy theories about the Men in Black are true?
LD: Ha ha ha, well, I don’t know about all that. All the young men and women I’ve dealt with have been very nice and polite.
CS: Well, I hope they don’t come pay me a visit. Ha, ha, ha.
LD: What else would you like to know?
CS: What was the first supernatural creature that you encountered?
LD: I think I was six. It was a couple of faeries.
CS: Faeries? Like Tinkerbell?
LD: Not really. These faeries couldn’t really harm me, but they were very mischievous creatures. Tore up a few plants in my Granny’s garden. There is a reason why there are myths about leaving food and drink out so nothing bad happens.
(At this point, there is a knock at the door. A young couple is standing on the porch. I can’t hear the conversation that goes on between them and Lucinda.)
LD: Mr. Smith, I’m sorry, but I have to cut the interview short. There is some business I have to attend to.
CS: It has been a pleasure Ms. Devereux, I mean Lucy. If I may, can I come back and continue this at a later date?
LD: It would be my pleasure. Now don’t worry about your glass and you drive safe, and watch out for those Men in Black. Ha ha ha.