On a warm June night in 1950, the delicate boundaries of our universe collapsed, for just a moment, sending one man on a tragic journey through time.
At least, that’s how the story goes.
The following account supposedly ranks as one of the New York Police Department’s most unusual cases, and continues to trouble even the most skeptical disbelievers in the paranormal. Or does it?
New York, New York
At approximately 11:00 p.m. on a June night in 1950, at an intersection near Times Square in New York City, an on-duty police officer spotted a lone man standing in the middle of the road.
The individual appeared to be in his early thirties. He stood motionless.
The police officer approached him to offer assistance, but at this point the light at the intersection had changed. In apparent shock, the man headed for the sidewalk, in the direction of approaching traffic, and in the chaos he was struck by a taxi. He died instantly.
No one at the scene could explain where the man had come from, or what had led him to the middle of the busy intersection.
When police and paramedics arrived, they were astounded by the man’s appearance.
He was dressed in old-fashioned, 19th-century-era clothing. A tall, silk hat, a thick, buttoned cutaway coat, checkered pants, and buttoned shoes.
During the subsequent investigation, police also found that his pockets contained several curious items:
Old coins and banknotes, none dated later than 1876, and all in nearly mint condition; a letter sent from Philadelphia, dated June, 1876; a brass coin for a 5-cent beer at an unknown saloon; and a handful of business cards attributed to a Rudolph Fentz, presumably belonging to the deceased.
While all of this seemed quite odd, it wasn’t until Captain Hubert V. Rihm of the Missing Persons Bureau began his investigation that the story took an even stranger turn.
The Search For Rudolph Fentz
No traces of a Rudolph Fentz, including fingerprints, could be found in any modern records, and no missing person reports had been issued for anyone meeting his description.
The address on the business cards led to a location on Fifth Avenue. However, it was that of a storefront with no connection to anyone named Rudolph Fentz.
Following every lead he could find, Captain Rihm eventually learned of a man named Rudolph Fentz Jr., who had died five years earlier, and traced his widow to a residence in Florida.
What he discovered was the beginning of a profound mystery.
Through written correspondence, Rihm was told that a man named Rudolph Fentz, the woman’s father-in-law, had gone missing under mysterious circumstances several decades before, at the age of 29. He was last seen going out for a walk, and never returned.
With this new information, Rihm searched through outdated missing person records, and found that a Rudolph Fentz had indeed gone missing in 1876, some 74 years earlier. What’s more, the description from the 1876 missing person report matched, exactly, that of the present Rudolph Fentz.
Afraid that others would think him crazy for suggesting that this was the same individual, Captain Rihm avoided speaking of the matter, and none of his findings were officially recorded. The case is, to this day, considered unsolved.
Only through later interviews with Captain Hubert V. Rihm, long since retired, were the details of this case made public.
The Text From Whence Was Ripped
This strange tale is an example of a classic urban legend containing no elements of truth.
And, like many urban legends, the story of Rudolph Fentz has seen several variations.
From telling to telling, the contents of Fentz’s pockets change, as do the circumstances of his appearance in 1950s New York. Even the spelling of his name changes (often, his name is reported as Rudolf Fenz).
However, let’s forget all of that, because this urban legend has something very special about it, indeed: it was ripped from a science fiction author.
If you’re interested in reading the origin of the Rudolph Fentz story, you need only look to Jack Finney’s 1951 short story, I’m Scared. You should recognize Jack Finney as the creator of horror classic The Body Snatchers (which naturally led to the 1956 movie, Invasion of the Body Snatchers).
I’m Scared is the tale of a 66-year-old man who, after experiencing a temporal disturbance, begins collecting evidence of accidental time travel. The story of Rudolph Fentz, the man who fell though time, appears as the last entry. It’s definitely worth a read.
The story also appears in Jack Finney’s “About Time: 12 Short Stories,” available at Amazon.
It wasn’t until Chris Aubeck decided to trace the origin of this myth that it finally came to rest (well, for the most part):
The original short story featuring Rudolph Fentz, I’m Scared, was published by Jack Finney in an issue of Colliers, and the story was later picked up and retold as fact in the Journal of Borderland Research by Ralph M. Holland.
From that point, an urban legend was born, appearing in several other magazines and throughout paranormal-focused media as a true account presented in support of time travel and teleportation.