ANOTHER KIND OF HARVEST

 

 

ANOTHER KIND OF HARVEST: THE REMARKABLE VEGETABLES OF JOSE' CARMEN GARCIA

Jose Carmen Garcia Martinez is a 49-year-old farmer, one of hundreds who eke out a meager livelihood by tilling the granite-like soil of the state of Guanajuato, Mexico, some 260 miles northwest of Mexico City.

Like his neighbors, Garcia hitches a pair of mules to his plow each autumn and prepares seedbed furrows on his three-acre plot. Then he plants seeds he has purchased at the community store.

This store (it should be noted) also supplies seeds to Garcia's neighbors - identical seeds. All have been shipped from Texas in burlap bags. No seeds planted by Garcia differ from seeds sown by the other farmers of Guanajuato.

The products which grow from Jose's seeds are quite another matter. Each spring after the harvest, Garcia again hooks up his mules and heads for the local marketplace, where he instantly becomes the focal point of excitement that has begun to spread through Mexico and promises to reach around the world.

A crowd draws around as Garcia starts to unload his wagon. Onions weighing eight pounds each, and more, draw gasps of admiration from the onlookers. There are huge cabbages 60 pounds each with some even larger, and collard greens five feet long bearing leaves more than two feet wide. These king-sized super vegetables quickly find their way into the wagons of shoppers, who rush to buy out Jose's vegetables as fast as he can unload them.

Thirty-two years have passed since Garcia first astounded the people of Guanajuato by marketing his gargantuan produce. Despite their bulk, his vegetables are as tender and tasty as any of conventional size. Many of Jose's customers assert they not only go farther, but taste better than any others.

Other farmers ask how it can be that Jose Carmen Garcia buys seeds where they buy theirs, plants them and harvest his crops exactly as they do in soil no different than theirs, yet grows vegetables of magnificent proportions, the likes of which are found nowhere else on earth.

I asked those questions of Garcia myself when I met him for the first time in April 1976. I also saw his giant vegetables and tasted them - and was greatly taken by their flavor and tenderness. What Garcia told me, he has told other people. The story has subsequently been published in Mexican newspapers and magazines.

Garcia told me that in 1947, when he was seventeen years old, he was plowing one fall afternoon when he met a stranger, although everyone, quite literally, knew everyone else in Garcia's farm community. However, the trespasser was invited by Jose to eat and drink.

Warmed by homemade sweetbreads and coffee, the stranger soon unfolded a story which stirred Garcia's youthful imagination and was to have a major impact on his life.

Jose sat spellbound as his mysterious guest told how he had been captured by a band of strange beings and held for a number of days in a long, spacious tunnel beneath one of the many inactive volcanoes surrounding the area.

His captors were described as humanoids - tall and fair-skinned, and who spoke in weird, unintelligible sounds. Most seemed occupied at harvesting giant vegetables. As they worked, they appeared to be studying an odd formula consisting of heiroglyphic symbols.

Young Garcia's guest said he had memorized this mysterious formula and would share it with Jose out of gratitude for such fine hospitality. Working quickly, he sketched the symbols on paper.

"Concentrate on these writings," he told the youth, "and in time you will understand their meaning. It is a magic formula, and by using it, you will feed the world."

Evening came, and as mysteriously as he had appeared out of nowhere, the stranger disappeared in the gathering darkness.

Jose followed the instructions he had been given. Day and night he thought of nothing but the symbols. After three sleepless nights, he knew it was time to plant his seeds. Three months later, he harvested his first crop of outsized onions, cabbages and greens. The legend of Jose Carmen Garcia had begun and his fame has spread each year by word of mouth.

Now, communicating through a friend named Oscar Arredondo, Garcia says he wants the world to have his secret, even if his government won't help.

Arredondo, a photographer, has compiled an impressive record of Garcia's accomplishments in the form of pictures. He says there really isn't anything surprising about the story of the mysterious stranger and his message to Jose. The state of Guanajuato is host to numerous visitors from outer space, he adds, and people report UFO sightings almost every day.

And there are other interesting facts, Arrendondo asserts, including:

o Nicolas Infante, a farmer, heard the sound of rushing water when he reached the 40-foot level while digging a well. Infante says the well expels strong bursts of air, and absorbs air at night. He believes he inadvertently hit a tunnel linking two of seven inactive volcanos which may house inhabitants from other worlds.

o Maria Carmen de Guisma swears she was the captive of extra-terrestrial beings in a space ship for three months.

o Dr. Manuel Garcia Rivera, a local physician, says he cared for the woman caretaker of a hacienda near one of the craters. She told Rivera she left her bed at 3 a.m. and saw a bright object on the ground. Four beings, all glowing, disembarked and gathered samples of the earth. She described the four as being of medium height.

These and other incidents have been reported in a local newspaper and in a national magazine, but to date have not generated the interest they appear to warrant.

"Why isn't the world interested?" asks Arredondo. "If this happened anywhere other than Mexico, world scientists and agricultural experts would gather here."

To prove the validity of Garcia's revelation, a challenge was issued. On a warm March day in 1978, two crops were harvested on a farm far from Guanajuato's volcanoes in Tampico. The site had been selected by government agricultural specialists, who inspected all seeds with great care and supervised the planting three months prior to the harvest.

Two farmers had sown identical 20-acre plots. One was a local man, the other Jose Carmen Garcia, and every step of the growing process, from plowing until final harvest, was under the watchful scrutiny of government agents.

The seeds planted by both men were identical. No fertilizer was used. On the final day - the day of harvest - government scales were trucked to the farm. It was sundown before results could be tallied, but the outcome was never in doubt.

Crops grown by the farmer enlisted by the Federal Department of Agriculture averaged 30 tons per acre. Jose's output totaled 105 tons and 690 kilos per acre.

Garcia's onions, including stalks, stood six feet tall. His cabbages spread their leaves over a seven foot circumference. His collard greens boasted five-foot stalks, exactly like the greens he had grown in Guanajuato for more than 30 years.

The officials climbed into their trucks and disappeared into the fading sunlight. Only Raul Moreno, a balding government employee who had believed in Jose from the beginning, remained.

"We would normally keep these huge vegetables for research," he said to Garcia, "or sell them for the government. But since we took you from your farm, you may sell them yourself and keep the money."

The next day, the poor families of Tamaulipas added very large vegetables to their meager diets - given to them free of charge by Jose Carmen Garcia, the uneducated farmer from Guanajuato.

A disappointed but not embittered man, Garcia still wonders why, having passed the test, the government has refused to acknowledge what he has done.

The officials of the agriculture department had promised a visit by President Jose Lopez Portillo and official recognition, perhaps a news conference where the President would bestow a medal on Jose, or possibly fly him to Mexico City to proclaim his formula to the world.

If the President himself couldn't make it, the officials said, at least there would be a visit by the Minister of Agriculture.

However, there has been no visit by the President or his Minister of Agriculture, no news conference, nothing.

Asked why he thought no official took him seriously, Jose scratched his head for a moment. Finally he replied: "They took it personally."

Garcia has no wish to keep the secret of this annual phenomenon to himself. He believes vegetables like his could end hunger everywhere in the world if grown in other countries. For three decades, he has attempted to enlist the interest and support of Mexican governmental agencies, but has encountered only disinterest or disbelief. Official have not been able to deny the existence of Jose's outsized cabbages, onions and greens, but they consider his story of how they are grown as far-fetched and - in a manner of speaking - out of this world.
By Bill Robinson for San Diego Home and Garden - date unknown

BREAKTHROUGH AT SKINWALKER RANCH?

Posted by Fatemag On October - 13 - 2011

An investigation into the unexplained incident mutilated cows and vandalized property.

by Robert A. Goerman

October 2011

 In UFOs: Myths, Conspiracies, and Realities, author John B. Alexander Ph.D., a former Green Beret commander and developer of weapons at Los Alamos, New Mexico, elaborates upon a mystifying event that we first read about in Hunt for the Skinwalker: Science Confronts the Unexplained at a Remote Ranch in Utah by Colm A. Kelleher Ph.D. and George Knapp.

For readers unfamiliar with the narrative of the so-called “Skinwalker Ranch,” Terry Sherman purchased this 480-acre property near Fort Duchesne, Utah in the summer of 1994 with the intention of starting a cattle ranch business. Terry, his wife Gwen, and their son and daughter, fled the property in May of 1996. A succession of terrifying occurrences on their ranch had left the family anguished and afraid. If I were forced to limit my personal library to a single book about transient anomalies, Hunt for the Skinwalker would be my hands-down choice. Enter the National Institute of Discovery Science (NIDS). Founded in 1995 by real-estate developer and aerospace entrepreneur Robert T. Bigelow, NIDS was established to research and advance scientific study of anomalies. 

Bigelow bought the Sherman ranch in 1996 and Colm Kelleher set up shop. George Knapp was the only journalist allowed to personally witness and document the NIDS effort. The NIDS team eventually installed three telephone poles in one of the pastures. Each was topped with a sophisticated package of sensors and a combined total of six standard surveillance cameras. These researchers kept hard copies of the 24/7 time-stamped recordings and monitored them for extraordinary activity. On July 20, 1998, it was observed that the trio of cameras on telephone pole #1 had stopped recording. A cursory inspection revealed that somebody had badly sabotaged this reconnaissance equipment. Wiring was ripped out forcibly. One section of cable was missing and analysis of the remaining cable showed that it had been slashed with a knife. Each set of wires (the video and power feeds) from the three cameras had been separately wrapped in heavy-duty duct tape and then carefully secured to the utility pole with several windings of that same durable binding before entering sturdy PVC tubing (anchored to the pole with U-clamps) and going underground at the base of the pole.

Now the PVC pipe rested twisted and mangled at the foot of the pole and every inch of duct tape was gone. Adhesive residues from the duct tape were unmistakably visible on the dangling wires and pole. Videotapes from the camera array on telephone pole #1 did not reveal perpetrators but disclosed that these three cameras almost simultaneously lost power at 8:30 P.M. on the previous night. Someone on the NIDS research team suddenly realized that one of the cameras on telephone pole #2, about two hundred feet away, was aimed directly at the “scene of the crime.” That recording would undoubtedly expose the identity of the vandals. A mad dash resulted and, sure enough, the available daylight was sufficient for the event to be clearly and duly recorded for all to see. But all that was visible on this tape as it passed that fateful 8:30 P.M. time-stamp was the pristine stillness of the telephone pole and cattle munching peacefully in the pasture beyond. With multiple rounds of digital enhancement of the video, the resolution became good enough to see the tiny red lights on the bottom of each camera lose power at exactly 8:30 P.M. This was absolute proof that the trio of cameras on telephone pole #1 definitely lost power while under continuous video surveillance. This event made entirely no sense. The perpetrators who ripped the wiring out of the cameras at exactly 8:30 P.M. should have been obvious on this videotape.

From the perspective of an investigative scholar of the unknown and unexplained, there several important questions remain to be resolved. First of all, we need to know if the resolution of the surveillance video allowed the NIDS investigators to clearly determine the distinction between the PVC pipe and duct tape wound around telephone pole #1 in perfect condition versus the vandalized state. If a clear and marked transformation could be plainly seen, when was the destruction first confirmed on the surveillance videotape? Was it by the time-stamped dawn’s early light of the following morning? Or was it before darkness set in on that Sunday evening of July 19, 1998? Were these perpetrators invisible? Was the video surveillance of the destruction of this equipment like “watching” time-lapsed invisible vandals at work? Going frame by frame in viewing the time-stamped surveillance video, can it be determined how many frames (or how long it took) for this sabotage to take place?

If the surveillance video recorded the destruction of this equipment as “instantaneous,” that suggests a case for Tempus Interruptus or that the local space-time continuum was interrupted. Think in terms of that popular device in science fiction where the character is able to “suspend” time and move freely about that “frozen” moment making changes. This also may explain how lights, objects, and creatures/entities might be able to “blink” in and out of our reality at will. For illustration purposes, imagine that our own space-time existence is like a four-dimensional “movie” that can be “paused” allowing “actors, etc.” to mysteriously enter or walk off the “set.” Maybe our question should not be “Where do UFOs and monsters go when they disappear in plain sight?” Maybe we should be asking “When do they go?”

By his own admission in UFOs: Myths, Conspiracies, and Realities, John Alexander was one of the first scientists to pull a watch at the Skinwalker Ranch. In Chapter 14: Considerations, Speculation, and Puzzles Addressed, he confirms and addresses this baffling act of vandalism.

“As all cameras were recorded with date and time stamps, the exact time of the damage was known. The extent of the damage was significant,” he writes, before particularizing that the “wires leading to camera one were affixed to the pole by a large amount of duct tape (probably about half a roll). That duct tape was totally missing. Anyone who has worked with such tape can attest to how hard it is to remove that material.

Further, near the ground, the wires had been protected from animals by being encased in PVC tubing and held to the pole via U-clamps. The PVC had been pulled loose from the pole and the U-clamps were again missing.” John Alexander adds significant details that were not previously reported. He describes the cameras as “strategically placed on the ranch taking time-lapse photography 24/7. Each camera snapped a frame every second and a third, day and night.” Referring to the segment of the wire that had been cut and was missing, Alexander states that “tests on the remaining segments of wire suggested that a rusty instrument had made the cuts.” What sort of demented individual carries a corroded knife? Why might this be important? “Coincidentally,” Alexander informs us, “the cattle just happened to have been grazing right around the camera one pole at that same moment. They did not move in any excessive or excited manner.”

This lack of nervousness by the cattle might be noteworthy. Terry and Gwen Sherman once watched as something unseen to them under the noon sun terrorized a single cow before it plowed through the herd and parted those cattle like the Red Sea. There were also reports of invisible creatures that could roar ferociously and splash wildly in a stream. On the opposite end of the weirdness spectrum, there were also several encounters with various visible but unusual animals that proved impervious to gunfire and that could disappear without a trace in mid-stride.

John B. Alexander concludes: “Considering the amount of physical damage that occurred, for the entire event to have happened in a little over a second (or between video frames) is simply out of the question.” Why would this learned gentleman (who was probably privy to the viewing and analysis of the original time-stamped time-lapse video photographs) even suggest such a thing? This violent act of vandalism to the surveillance cameras brings to mind the inexplicable set of circumstances that involved the horrific mutilation of a newborn calf on this same Utah acreage.

The gruesome crime happened one sunny morning just a stone’s throw and heartbeat away from Terry Sherman as he tagged new arrivals to the herd. We agree with John Alexander’s assessment that “the notion that some team of people raced across an open field and was able to conduct this extensive amount of surgery in a short time is highly improbable.” Both events involved some level of intricacy and difficulty. Both events were completed undetected in plain sight. Both events seemed to be accomplished in an impossibly short time or in that temporal space between tick and tock. Did NIDS capture video evidence of Tempus Interruptus?

   

SOURCE MATERIALS

UFOs: Myths, Conspiracies, and Realities by John B. Alexander Ph.D.; hardcover; 336 pages; Thomas Dunne Books; First Edition (February 15, 2011) ISBN: 0312648340

Hunt for the Skinwalker: Science Confronts the Unexplained at a Remote Ranch in Utah by Colm A. Kelleher Ph.D. and George Knapp; paperback; 320 pages; Paraview Pocket Books (December 6, 2005) ISBN: 1416505210

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From Fate Magazine

VISITORS IN THE TREES

The event I'm going to relate happened at our house, in a sparsely populated part of the countryside.The house has two stories and is built on a steep hill, so that when you look out the windows on the second floor, you can see into the tops of the trees that grow next to the house.


At about nine p.m., what I thought was a large car with bright headlights rolled down our gravel driveway.  I was washing the dinner dishes while looking out the kitchen window, which overlooks the circular driveway, but I didn't see any car there, so I thought nothing of it and went on up to bed.


We slept until about seven a.m., and when I was back at the kitchen sink after breakfast, I looked out the window to see a woman in a red windbreaker jacket enter the stables.  She was wearing white pants, and was holding a long stick in her hand.  I told my daughter to go see who it was, but when she returned, she said no one was there.  I then saw a man jump off the pump house nearby, which is eight feet tall, and run off towards the trees.  He was small, with brown hair, and seemed to bounce in a way that had no relation to gravity.


Next, I left to do some marketing, and when I returned my husband walked up to me and said, "There are people in the trees!  We've been trying to talk to them, but they won't answer."  My husband and I walked up to the front porch, where we saw the children calling up at the treetops, 'Come down, we won't hurt you.'  I looked and saw that whoever was up there had constructed some sort of platform.


We went upstairs to look out of the bedroom window at the beings we had been trying to talk to from below.  The second story windows are just at the right height so that we could view them in a level plane.  The trees they were in are right outside this window, about sixteen or twenty feet away, so we could see the beings clearly.


I said to my daughter, 'Do you see what  I see?

  She said, 'Yes Mom, there's two of them.  What's that thing coming out of that one's head?'  I noticed that there was some kind of beautiful beaded antenna sticking out of the left side of the head of one of the beings.  One of them looked slightly Oriental, and the other seemed more American, but smaller and with a brown mustache.  One of them had on a remarkable piece of jewelry -- it was a band striped in different metals of all colors: silver, gold, platinum, green, red, purple and black.  We could only see them from the chest up, since the branches and leaves covered the rest of their bodies.  I got the feeling they were monitoring everything; our yard, the air, perhaps radio waves.


Since they continued to ignore us, we went downstairs and outside again.  I felt brave and wanted to find out more about what was going on, so I went and got our Rottweiler dog.  Holding him by the collar, I explored underneath the trees.  This caused a commotion, and I saw ten or twelve pairs of legs, all wearing white pants, scamper away from me up the hill.  I let go of the dog, and as I approached the house, I saw a woman who was the same type of being you describe in your books.  She was dressed in a kelly green jumpsuit and was too long and thin to be a human being.  She was climbing among the branches of one of the trees next to the house.  I said, 'You have no right to do that without my permission; you should have asked.'  I instantly realized how silly this accusation sounded, and I quickly opened the front door and went back into the house


Back upstairs, at the bathroom window this time, I was able to get a closer look at her.  She was unlike anything I've ever seen.  Her arms were long and unbelievably thin, and she had some sort of faun colored soft leather flight cap on, of the type that pilots used to wear in the old-fashioned open cockpits of early planes.  She was also wearing goggles from the same era, although the lenses were shaped to fit her large, slanted eyes.  I can't recall that she had a mouth, or much of a nose.  She had soft-looking gloves on, and her jumpsuit was closed down the front with some sort of metal fasteners.  She looked like she was engaged in filming, and aimed a black video-type gadget directly at me.  I immediately jumped into the shower and jerked the curtain shut as fast as I could, whereupon my husband walked in.


I said, 'Did you see her?' and he said no, so determined to learn more, I left the bathroom and went out of the house, across the front yard and into the rundown paddock area of the property.  There I saw the most incredible being that I have ever seen.  It was almost indescribable -- a silver, crystal, moving mass of energy and light with the exact same striped band of jewelry that I described before on it, perhaps where a neck would be  I stood three feet away from it, awestruck.


The children and I are a little bit vague about what happened the rest of the day.  We remember that at about four p.m. two of our friends arrived, and I told them to come and see the people in the trees.  I insisted that they come upstairs with me and look out the windows, but we saw nothing.


The next morning, as we headed for the beach, we noticed that the birds were back in the trees again.  There had been one there the previous day.  My daughters and their girlfriend and my husband and I all talked about our adventure while at the beach.  Jini had seen the man with the mustache, as well as some of the other beings.  My daughters Dana and Ruth verified their height; Jini showed me with her hand how tall they were (about five feet).  My husband took the stance of denial, postulating that we'd all somehow had similar hallucinations.  Since then, he's acknowledged their presence, but is reluctant to discuss it.


I got very ill after that visit.  The following week I lost thirteen pounds.  I needed two liters of intravenous fluids the following Friday.  On Saturday I was better, after a week of sore throats, fevers, restless nights and nauseous days.  My littlest one has ground her teeth down, and pulls the covers entirely over her head every night, but we're more calm about it now than we used to be.
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Used with permission by Whitley Strieber out of his book "The Communion Letters"

Alien Abduction Stories: The Sergeant Charles L. Moody Abduction

From Albert Rosales

It is said that the people who are abducted by aliens are usually mid-American red necks who love a good tipple of whisky. Unfortunately this is something that is said by those who have never looked further into alien abductions. This story is about a man who was a Sergeant in the US Air Force.
This alien abduction story involves one Sergeant Charles L. Moody on August 13, 1975. Moody was watching a meteor shower from Alamogordo in the New Mexico desert. It was about 1:15 A.M. when he witnessed a glowing metallic, disk-shaped object fall from the sky about 300 feet away.

The UFO was about 50 feet long and between 18-20 feet wide. As it reached to an altitude of 15-20 feet above the ground it wobbled on its own axis then started to slowly move towards Moody in a steady manner. Moody jumped into his car but was unable to start it. The UFO stopped about 70 feet away. As he watched he could hear a high pitched humming noise, he could see a rectangular window in the craft and he could see shadows of humanoid beings. The high pitched humming stopped and he could feel a strange numbness permeating throughout his whole body.

The next thing Sergeant Moody remembers was watching the object rise up into the sky and disappear into the distance. He turned the ignition key and the car started. He drove off in speed terrified.

Moody arrived home to find that it was now 3:A.M. He was missing around one and a half hours of time. The following day Moody suffered lower back pain.

A rash broke out over his lower body a few days later. A physician recommended that he should try self -hypnosis to try and recall what happened to him in that lost one and a half hours.

Over the following weeks Moody was able to piece together a near complete picture of events of that night. After he was overcome by numbness that night in the car, he recalls seeing two humanoid beings approaching the car.

He described them as being around six feet tall wearing skin tight black clothing. He was involved in a brief scuffle with them and he was rendered unconscious. He later woke on a slab inside the craft. His limbs were heavy and immovable and stood next to him was what he believed to be the beings leader.

This being was smaller than the two who had taken Moody from his car, he was wearing a silvery white suit. Like the other two he also had a large hairless head, a protruding brow, roundish eyes, small ears and nose with very thin lips. They had a whitish grey coloured skin.

Moody was asked telepathically if he was prepared to behave peacefully. Moody agreed and the leader relieved his paralysis by applying a rod like device to his back.

He was taken around to different parts of the ship, he was shown the drive unit that powered the craft. He recalls there being a sweet stifling odour. He was told that there was a mother ship that was situated miles above earth. They promised him a future meeting with the occupants but that closer contact of Earth men would not happen for another twenty years.

Moody was told by the aliens that he will not remember anything for about two weeks, and then the smaller alien put his hands on the sides of his head and rendered him unconscious again.

Charles McQuiston, a co-inventor of the Psychological Stress Evaluator did an analysis of Moody’s claims and said they appeared to be true. One investigator however questions the validity of Moody’s claims, Jim Lorenzen noticed a couple of ‘big’ contradictions in Moody’s accounts.

In an early telling Moody said that the mother ship was about 400 miles above the Earth, he later went on to say it was 6,000 miles away. A big difference.

He also said one time that the aliens that took him from the car were frail creatures but later said they were 6 feet tall.

Real Alien Abductions Stories would like to say, I have seen men who are 6 feet tall and frail. You can be both. So I am not sure that that is a valid argument against the case. Still what ever happened to Charles L. Moody on August 13, 1975 in the New Mexico desert is a intriguing alien abduction story.

BIGFOOT AND UFO SIGHTINGS IN PENNSYLVANIA

Some people don't believe in UFOs or Bigfoot creature at all, and those who do can't even agree on the theory of their origins.


"It's not up to us to make any judgments on anybody's ideas, "Gordon said.  "We're trying to deal with things more as a scientific phenomenon to find evidence that those things (that are being reported) are out there.  We're still looking for the answers of what this is all about."


At one time, the United States Air Force actively investigated reports of UFOs in operations called Project Sign and Project Grudge.  "They later wound up being called Project Blue Book," Gordon said.  "In 1969 they dropped all public level of UFO research and stated that the government has no interest in UFO reports.  However, through the Freedom of Information Act, I and other researchers around the country have obtained many documents from major agencies such as the Air Force, CIA, FBI, NORAD and the NSA that show there have been many cases of UFO investigations through the late 1980s.  There are still reports coming in."

Incidents with UFOs are classified in three levels.  A close encounter of the first kind involves the sighting of an unexplained aerial object within 500 feet.  These are by far the most common.  Take for instance the persistent UFO that a prominent Westmoreland County man encountered at about 11:55 p.m. August 30, 1983, on Route17 between Derry and Kinston Dam (on Route 30).  "There were some lights and he looked up and saw an object above his vehicle." Gordon said.  "He heard sounds like 'whoop whoop whoop' and the noise was so intense that it vibrated his body from head to toe. He was frightened."

The man kept his car moving so that it passed under the object, but it went ahead of him above the road so that he had to drive under it again.  Then it moved ahead of him so that he passed under it a third time before it disappeared.


"He described it as 100 to 300 feet in diameter and it stretched across both sides of the road," Gordon said.  "There were many lights, glowing amber, and when he passed under it he had a claustrophobic feeling like being closed in.  He described it as feeling like going into an underground parking garage."


If anyone else saw the object, they didn't report it.  But several persons individually observed and subsequently reported a UFO sighting on February 10, 1988, near Blough, a village near the borders of Somerset and Cambria Counties.  The sightings occurred between 7:45 and 8:30 p.m. over a creek near Hooversville.  Three cars stopped and the occupants watched a lighted craft send down about a half dozen laser type lights onto the treetops in the woods.  It hovered noiselessly, as if there were no propellers nor engine.  They said it was about 50 to 60 feet long by 25 feet wide, and it looked like a shiny metallic football.  There were two rows of steady lights.  In the distance, there appeared to be another circular shaped object in the sky.  Then at 8 p.m. a motorist going over the nearby McNally Bridge saw something rise from below.  Another person near Davidsville saw a small silent "ship in the sky," about 20 feet in diameter with blinking lights.  He drove to a rise in the road to get a better view, but it disappeared.

A woman driving her car on Route 220 near Altoona had not only a sighting but also what she claimed was an indirect encounter with a UFO. It was about 8 p.m. October 15, 1983, and as she approached the Bellwood turnoff she became aware of a loud whirring sound.  Through the right window she observed a bright, silvery, saucer-shaped object about 24 feet in diameter and 30 feet off the ground.


As it passed over to the left, the right side of her car lifted about two to three feet off the ground.  She grabbed the steering wheel and tried the brakes but there was no response.  The headlights were blinking off and on.  The car went down for a second, came back up, then thudded back to the ground, stalled and wouldn't start for 20 minutes.  Gordon later learned that others claimed to see UFOs in the area at the same time.


Close encounters of the second kind leave some sort of physical evidence, like broken tree tops, burnt areas on the ground or in more recent years, the mysterious  "crop circles" that have appeared all over the world.


At about 2:30 p.m. September 2, 1989, a man near Ebensburg saw an unidentified craft hovering noiselessly over his pond 50 feet from where he stood.  It was about 30 feet off the ground, 15 to 20 feet long and 8 to 10 feet high. "He said it was more spherical in shape, with a silvery upper part and underneath it was orange red," Gordon said.  "In the center were glass-like structures, like amber windows, and there were yellow-green lights and protrusions from the sphere."

The witness saw a mist coming down from the craft. It suddenly moved "like a hummingbird" and was gone.  The whole sighting lasted about 45 seconds.  He then found that a  grassy area about four feet tall had been swirled down in a 12-foot circular pattern, counterclockwise.


In 190 similar types of circles made news around the world and in the states but there was no media coverage of a series of circles in rural areas of southwestern Pennsylvania.  In a Washington County field, a farmer found three rings arranged within each other like a target.  The circles measured 54 and 40 feet with a smaller circle in the middle.  The other incident happened in August near Chicora, Butler County.  Those three circles, measuring 32 to 33 feet in diameter, were interconnected in an oat field.  In both cases, the crops wee swirled without the stems breaking, unlike being trampled, and there were no tracks into the area.

Gordon believes that the farmers' insistence on anonymity supports their sincerity.  They had nothing to gain by making bogus reports.  Furthermore, when he and other PSU team members wee investigating the Butler County incident no less than three separate individuals videotaped a spinning top-shaped object hovering nearby.

Close encounters of the third kind involve an unknown object accompanied by some type of life form.  This the most rare type of indent, but also the most frightening.

"There have been sporadic reports of occupant sightings in Fayette, Indiana Butler and Westmoreland Counties," Gordon said.  "We've had alleged abduction reports over the years, and we get numerous people who call us about their missing time experiences, most for which involve having seen some type of UFO."

Some people claim to consciously remember certain details of being taken aboard UFOs.  Others recall details under hypnosis.  The lifeforms they say they encounter appear to be humanoid, and the universal description is the same: three to four feet tall, abnormally large heads, very often with large and usually slanted eyes.  Witnesses report undergoing physical exams that include probing and tissue sampling, and they frequently have little scoop marks in their skin.  Others are later plagued by unexplained physical and emotional symptoms.


"These encounters have a major effect on their lives, and it varies from positive to negative," Gordon said.  "Some people develop emotional problems from dealing with their encounters.  People are very reluctant to talk about this because they're afraid people will think they're crazy.  But when they realize others have gone through what they have, they're able to go through it much easier."

All of the cases pose more questions than there are answers, and Gordon doesn't claim to have explanations for any of them.  He just knows that there are things going on that defy logic as we know it,  and are yet to be understood.

DOVER, NEW HAMPSHIRE, AUGUST 1970

Dear Aileen:


I am writing this story to you because of a dream I had two months ago and your face appeared in it.  I think my story should be told by you.


I would like to share my incident with the readers.  It happened in August of 1970 in the state of New Hampshire, the city of Dover.


The surrounding environment was a dirt road surrounded by trees - very isolated and no one around.  My friend and I were walking back to our homes which were down the hill where we played a lot.  We had to be home for supper and it was coming to be dusk so we were in a hurry.  All of a sudden we both looked up in the sky to see an object that looked like it was falling.


We both started to run but both were frozen by some kind of light.  As we both were paralyzed by a ray we watched this spaceship land.  I know that I wanted to scream but I couldn't.


All of a sudden a hatch came down from the top and four little gray men came out and carried us aboard.  Their heads were larger than ours with large slanted eyes with small noses and small mouths that didn't move.  I could hear them without their mouths moving.  They took us into separate rooms so I didn't see what happened to my friend.  They told me he will be alright.


They started using different instruments on me, but I didn't know why.  I started to wonder what they were going to do when I heard a female voice telling me that everything was going to be okay.


As she came out of the shadows where she was standing I noticed she looked like us a little bit.  Her skin was gray and cold to the touch.


She asked me if I had a girlfriend and wondered if I had intercourse before.  I said no.  She then told me it was going to be for another race and it wouldn't hurt.


She then told me some other things I can't remember but I am going to be hypnotized to remember everything.


I do remember she told me in time I would remember but they had to erase what had happened to prevent shock and for my own protection.  She then put an instrument on my head and that is when I lost the memory of that day.  The last thing I remember is my friend and I were at the same spot.


We both took off as fast as we could run and when we got to our houses our parents asked us where we both had been because it was pitch black by then.  We told our parents but they said it was kid fantasy and was dismissed.


We were so afraid to go to Garrison Hill after that incident for maybe a couple of weeks, but we finally did and where the spaceship landed was burned in a circle with three indents on the outside of it.


I was entering sixth grade then and got straight F's the first term.  The funny thing is I was an above average student.


This a true story that really happened to me and I hope that you would print it if you like  By the way, I see them all the time now!  Thank you LLL,II, E.Lebanon, ME.

ALBERT ROSALES

Personal encounters

By Albert S Rosales in Humanoid and other strange encounters · 

Lifetime of encounters: A recollection of anomalous events by Albert S. Rosales

Why have I always been curious and attracted by paranormal events and strange incidents? I wish I knew the complete answer. But I can remember growing up in Santa Clara, Las Villas (then) Cuba and as I child experiencing events which I can now only look back and realize that they were "not normal".

One of my earliest memories which I have only mentioned a couple of times (along with almost everything I am mentioning in this summary) was in Santa Clara, where me and my family lived on an unpaved road called "Callejon de las Flores" (literally translated to 'Flowers alley") I must have been around 6 or 7 when I was walking back to my room from the kitchen along a corridor which ran the length of the house when I glanced at an old mirror that hung from the wall on the corridor and saw the image of a man looking down at me with a broad smile on his face. At that time and now I could only describe the "man" as looking like those Spanish soldiers or Conquistadors pictured in old history books, wearing what seemed to be metallic armor and an oval metallic helmet, of course he had a black beard and was grinning down at me. Startled I looked behind me, I found myself alone in the corridor and ran to the kitchen crying and told my mother; of course I was reprimanded for being "a dreamer".

Around the same time I developed an uncanny fear of sleeping in the dark, a fear that I am somewhat ashamed to admit that remains with me to this day. I would run to my parent's bedroom and beg to sleep with them, eventually they would relent and let me, but many times I ended up sleeping alone trembling with fear. 

It was during that same time period (1964-1965?) that I experienced a very vivid "dream" in which I was sitting at the kitchen table along with several very tall figures or luminous men (or maybe they wore metallic luminous uniforms) they seemed friendly and spoke to me for what seemed like a long time, they told me their name and other details which to this day I do not recall. I never encountered them again in my "dreams".

One summer in the same year my family and I went to a beach in Las Villas Province on the north coast called 'El Salto" near the fishing town of Caibarrien. One morning I left the cabana and was "lost" until close to 1800 hours. According to my mother I was found at the end of a disused pier which was very difficult to reach since most of the boards were missing or broken, they never understood how (a very young boy) made it safely to the end of the pier without falling in the water. Of course all I could remember from that day was walking alone in the sand when suddenly several 'crabs' came out of nowhere and approached me. Later I found myself lying down on the floorboards at the end of the pier looking into the water.

Maybe 6 months after this "encounter" my favorite uncle, which I loved dearly, died in a horrible car accident on his way to Matanzas province in Cuba. Me and my mother (his sister) were terribly affected by this, and my mother required months of psychiatric therapy to deal with this unfortunate event. Perhaps a week after his death I experienced something that at that time I thought it must have been related to uncle's Toño's passing, but I remain unsure. One afternoon as I walked to my grandmother's house along the same unpaved road something made me glance up to the northwest sky, there among the clouds I saw what resembled a white cloaked human shaped figure which seemed to be staring down at me, I could not tell how far away it was and could not see any facial features. At this point the figure seemed to wave at me several times, but remained still in place, I stopped and waved back several times, briefly thinking that it must have been my dead uncle's spirit. This went on for several seconds until I briefly glanced away to see if there was anyone else around and when I looked back the cloaked figure had vanished. 

It was around this same time during one of the numerous blackouts in the area while several neighbor's sat outside talking and I played dominos with some of the other children, a luminous object seemed to drop out from the sky and glide above a row of houses directly across from mine, of course I had no idea what it was and I have never heard of UFOs or Ovnis, it seemed to be a metallic egg-shaped craft which emitted a luminous beam of white light from its bottom section. No one could hear any sound coming from it and many of the neighbors yelled out that it was "Los Americanos!" due to the post-Bay of Pigs hysteria that persisted in the region. After a few seconds the object glided over my house and over the indoor patio, I ran inside the house and ran after the object, I looked back and realized that I was alone; everyone else seemed to have lost interest on it. The object stopped over the patio and seemed to hover there forever while I stood mesmerized under it, staring at its lights. Before I knew it the craft was gone and it was very late, I seemed to be wet and everyone had gone to bed. I have no other memories of that night. 

Also around the same time period again while under another blackout I was outside playing alone in the street when I heard a terrific sound directly above me, which today I could only compare it to an aircraft breaking the sound barrier, that very well might have been the case. 

A few days after that again under blackout conditions several neighbors and me saw a huge 'ball of fire" hovering close to the ground at the end of the unpaved street, we all ran into our homes.

At age nine my family finally got their visa to migrate to Spain and eventually to the USA. We lived in Madrid Spain for almost a year (in the famed Barrio Lavapies neighborhood). During my stay in Spain (1968) there was a nationwide UFO flap at the time and I remembered reading about incidents in the newspaper. This was the first time that I heard of the possibility of extraterrestrial craft visiting the Earth.

Me and my family moved to Miami in late 1968 and my experiences continued, I have now become very interested (sometimes obsessed) with the UFO phenomena and other paranormal themes. I read my first UFO book which I believe was one of Frank Edward's books and have not stopped since.

During 1969 I remember writing to APRO after me and my sister saw a strange object hovering outside our apartment window one night, the object seemed metallic and had what appeared to be legs hanging down from it. I never received a reply from APRO.

During the early 70's I experienced several incidents which remain unexplainable to this date. I recall during the wave of 1975, possibly during November, me and my late father were walking out of a local grocery store when we both looked up towards the north and saw what appeared to be a formation of crimson colored discs flying briskly over the city in an echelon formation. As we stood and watched an elderly gentleman seemed to come out of nowhere and go directly to us without looking at what we were looking at immediately attempted to debunk the incident, explaining the event as "an air force experiment" (again he did not bother to look up) and I couldn't understand how can you explain something away like that. I had never seen him before and never saw him again; he looked like a "very normal" elderly white gentleman with thinning hair and glasses.

In late 1975 or 1976 I was visiting the same supermarket when I noticed a strange "family" walk into the store. They definitely looked out of place but no one else seemed to pay any attention to them, I felt somewhat embarrassed as I stared at them. They looked "Scandinavian" very tall and thin, with sparsely blondish hair covering their over sized heads.. They had large blue oval shaped eyes and wore loose-fitting clothing. I remember seeing a father, mother and two youngsters, perhaps a girl and a boy. They wandered around the store and then left in a brand new black vehicle, possibly a Mercedes. A couple of months later as I walked to the end of my street where we lived a car pulled behind me and stopped, when I looked I was stunned to see the same "Scandinavian" family, in a brand new black car. I remember them asking directions, I don't recall where to, but they seemed very familiar. 

In August I joined the US Navy and went to boot camp in Great Lakes outside of Chicago. At that time I had subscribed to the old Saga UFO Magazine, which I enjoyed immensely, and received it at the base. I still chuckle at times when one day I was called into the office of the commanding officer and was asked why I subscribed to "this rag", as he held the latest copy up to my face. However he let me keep it.

While at boot camp I remember one paranormal event that occurred at the barracks one night while I was pulling guard duty from 0100A to 0500A (I think). One of the fellow recruits, W.H. came running over to where I was standing guard, he seemed scared and was sweating profusely, and he told me to follow him to his standup locker. I did while I approached the locker I could hear a loud tapping sound, coming apparently from inside one of the drawers in the locker, the tapping sound got louder and by now there were several of us awake. At this point W.H. said something that stunned all of us, he said that the tapping was "the spirit of his grandfather who had passed and was here visiting him". Obviously some of the men did not believe him and went back to sleep but some others including me, took him seriously. One of the men took the locker apart in order to find a rational explanation but the tapping went on. W.H. decided to get some sleep and we all left him. The tapping soon stopped.

I was a radioman on board the USS Yosemite AD-19, a destroyer tender (now decommissioned) out of Mayport Florida and during the winter of 1977 went on my first Mediterranean cruise. It was mostly uneventful for one time while the ship was moored at the Balearic port of Palma de Mallorca I was on the top deck looking through the ship's binoculars and noticed what appeared to be a silvery disc flying over the town at a distance, it briefly stop to hover and then shot away. I never did mention this to anybody.
I received an Honorable discharge from the Navy in August of 1980 and went to work with my ailing father in Miami Florida. We spoke at times of my interest in UFOs and other paranormal subjects. He seemed skeptical on the surface but to this day I really think he was a believer. 

One evening while returning from work with him a bright white light with a cross like structure in the middle flew over the car, we both saw it and heard no sound.

In August 1989 my father had a fatal stroke in the hospital and during the funeral there was a strange visitor at the funeral parlor. It was very late, close to 0400A and only the immediate family (brothers, me, my sister, and mother) and a couple of others were left in the viewing room. I heard a sort of a racket coming from the now locked front door and went to see what it was. At the front door I found a young employee of the parlor arguing with a "little man" wearing a dark brown suit and white tie who apparently insisted on being let in. The little man had a "swarthy" complexion, slanted eyes and did not seem familiar. The employee asked me if I knew the strange little man, I said no, and walked away. About 10 minutes later most of the remaining family members slept on the easy chairs and recliners, (I sat half awake on one of the recliners) I noticed the little man standing by my father's casket, apparently talking to himself what I thought was gibberish or some kind of "chanting". I could not get up from the recliner and everyone else was sleeping or catatonic. After a few minutes the little character walked away towards the front door and disappear, I never saw him again. Later I found out that only a couple of others had seen him that night. To this day I don't know who he was.

Mysterious occurrences continue to happen in my life and sometimes these involved close family members. Around 1994 my youngest son (a skeptic now) swears he saw a disc with 'windows" hovering at the end of the street where we used to live, in the Shenandoah section of Miami. He was serious about it and always insisted that he did not make the story up. I believed him. During this time and throughout my divorce I experienced an endless bout of "night terrors" I felt drained and exhausted and almost went to a psychiatrist for help.

While living with my mother in the Coral Gables section of Dade County I saw a curious entity one day as I was leaving her complex. As I pulled out of the parking lot my attention was immediately drawn to a strange "character" standing in the middle of the road and looking around as if lost. To this day I cannot say if the person was male or female but it was striking in appearance. The figure was very tall and broad, blond haired, and seemed to have a pair of folded wings on its back (!) it wore sandals and a robe-like tunic. It seemed powerful and totally out of place, it looked around and spotted me in my car and I felt some fear and apprehension, I looked away and drove in the opposite direction and when I looked back the figure had vanished.

Later while living in what I termed "the haunted duplex" I experienced some paranormal happenings. One night I woke up and saw a dark figure, possibly of a female looming over the bed, I screamed (waking everyone one up) and it vanished. Months later in the same room I saw an image in the mirror of somebody wearing brown tattered clothing, of course there was nobody there and when I looked again it was gone. 

 Around the same time my middle son was studying late (in the same duplex) when he felt something brush past him, looking back he saw what he described as a bearded man wearing a brown monk's habit who disappeared. He felt no fear and thought the figure was benevolent. 

Again in the same duplex one afternoon as I slumbered on the sofa I saw the figure of woman with long hair and wearing a white robe quickly scamper from my bedroom to the bathroom. I got up and of course there wasn't anybody there. 

One of my latest episodes involved a rather severe case of night terror in which I suddenly felt extreme terror and felt "a ball of energy" land on my chest. I tried to scream but only managed weak groans, the more I tried to move the more pain I felt as it seemed to "crush" me.  I stopped struggling and it suddenly went away.

I will continue to record all other incidents and try to remember some forgotten ones.  

I have 18,000 summaries of humanoid encounters.  People can contact me for more information at garuda79@att.net.