When I was a child I was told a story of how Ocracoke Island got its name. Apparently during the Puritan times a lot of people were put to death for supposed witchery, and one of the methods was to hang them from a cross on the shoreline, pierce their midsection, and essentially starve them to death. When the person died, crows would come and pluck their eyeballs out. People on the cross would be suffering so badly, in such misery and agony, that they would cry out, "Oh caw, crow!" because they wanted to die and end their pain.

Now, as an adult with Internet access, I realize my dad was full of shit