BIGFOOT REPORT

Oregonbigfoot.com file# 01339



Date: , ongoing
county, CO

Nearest town: Indian Hills, Frank town, Parker, Castle Rock, Rampart Range
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Description of event: After looking this subject over the last few evenings and looking at a generic report submission form, I thought I would rather tell my story in an email letter. First, I don't really care what you do with this information. I just don't want my name associated with it should you distribute or publish it. I tell some of my life's events to only people I know and trust.

These stories begin in 1974. I grew up in the State of Colorado. Most of my childhood and teenage years were spent outdoors. Small town(s) country boy. Fishing, camping, hiking and dirt biking was in for me like Nintendo is to kids these days. At that time I never heard of a North American Bigfoot. Sure, I heard of the Yeti, but he was on the other side of the world.

In 1974 my folks moved out of Denver to a small community in Indian Hills located west of the Denver foothills. That summer, my brothers, new dog, and I did a lot of hiking together. On one of our hikes (between Indian Hills and Kittridge located in Jefferson County), the dog, which was chained around my waist, took off for a large patch of heavy brush growing along side a small stream. The trail followed the small stream. Since I was attached to the dog by the chain, I had no other choice than to go where the dog was taking me. As the dog was lunging through the brush his chain somehow was caught in it and it slowed him down. The dog became so wrapped up in the brush that it finally stopped him before we were able to make it through to the other side. I remember even though the dog was stopped, he was still pulling so hard he couldn't even breathe. Only a few grunts came out of him while he was strangling himself. The dog was determined to get through the brush and I now had enough slack in the chain to go through on my own, I just had to see what the hell the dog wanted. As I pushed the last of the brush back so I could see through it I saw a large figure with long light brown hair. It was standing in the stream and water was dripping from the hair on its arms. What ever it was scared me. It scared me so bad that when I was running out of the brush, I literally tore the dog out of the bushes with me. With super human strength and in a panic, I ordered my brothers to get up the nearest tree. Once all of us were up in the tree, we hoisted the dog up by his chain. That nearly killed him too but I was not taking another spin through the brush. After being in the tree for quite a while, we came down. I have no idea which way the hairy thing went but it didn't come out our way. Then, and to this day, I cannot remember what the thing's face looked like. I know I saw it. I clearly remember seeing over the top of its head.

I suppose you think this is the end of my story. It's not. I'm just getting started. Several years later, my folks once again moved. This time we moved to the wooded flat lands around Franktown in Douglas County. I can say this, - - in Franktown I did not have the same experience as I did in Indian Hills-Kittridge. Another summer's day around the year of 1978, a few friends and I (one brother too) were out dirt bike riding in the wooded flats between Parker & Franktown, I believe the Pinnery occupies this portion of land now, anyway we came across a sight I'll never forget. We came across several shredded dogs in the middle of the forest. These poor dogs were pulled limb from limb and one was wrapped around a tree. At that time, we had no idea of what or who could do a thing like that. Ranchers shoot stray dogs. They don't pull them apart like they are cotton candy. From reading about this Bigfoot animal on your website, I understand that the Bigfoot does not like dogs. What ever did that to those dogs sure didn't like them very much.


The same summer one evening in early August, we (the family) were watching the regular Friday night TV shows. It was hot out so all the doors were open in the house. All of a sudden, something from across the road in the pasture let out the most bone-chilling wail I've ever heard in my life. As loud as it sounded, I would have sworn it was in our own front yard. Recently I had heard similar sounds, but a not exact sound on Internet downloads. My Dad flew around the house shutting and locking doors. We had never heard a sound like that before. It scared us all.


The same year but early in the fall I saw the upper half of a large figure slightly hunched over and peering at me through the trees from some distance away. I could not make out any details other than it's long hair. I was in the west, looking east. The sun shown vividly through some of the longer hair on the outer body. This was especially true to what looked like longer hair off its arms. Even though my house was closer to me than it was, I remember spending many long minutes contemplating on what to do. All of a sudden the thing took off towards the neighbors refuse pit. A school bus was on its way down the dirt road. That must have scared it. Many years later, my boss said he turned his porch light on to see a similar sight moving off towards the nearby forest

In 1980, I moved to Castle Rock with one of my close relatives. The house was in town so it took a little bit more to get at where I loved to be and that was out in the woods. My neighbor was my same age and shared the same interests as I. That entire summer we spent fishing, hiking, camping and off-roading in the Devils Head \ Rampart Range area. The closest town to there is Sedalia. I remember that we had tried to get into the area during early spring. We had no luck with a 2-wheel drive car. Around April I purchased a four-wheel drive. We got in a few weeks after that. I remember going in because there was snow still on the ground. When we got out of the jeep to our soon to be "new home away from home," there were several tracks going through our camp sight. The odd thing about the tracks, and my first impressions were "what idiot took of his shoes to go hiking." The second odd thing, which I guess it should have given me, a clue is, (but it didn't at the time) at least one and a half of my feet fit inside of each print in the snow. And third, we were the first ones into the immediate area that spring. No one should have been hiking through there. Anyway we had an enjoyable summer there.


The last few fishing trips we took along with us a few girls who also liked to fish. On the last trip, Sunday afternoon September, the fish were not biting and the sun was starting to drop low on the horizon. The sun illuminated the hillside adjacent to where we were fishing. Since I was bored with the fishing, I went to relaxing on the tailgate of my jeep. Just laying there looking at the hillside. All of a sudden, two trees stepped out of the forest and out onto the rocks on the adjacent hillside above. These were no trees. These were no bears. These things were BIG. They were dark, swung their arms, and walked upright. At first my buddy and I thought it was some kind of joke. Some jerks were trying to mess with us. We yelled out to them. We tried calling them names to piss them off. Nothing worked. However, when they disappeared around some big rocks, one of the girls swears she saw them heading down the hillside towards us. At that point it was pure pandemonium. We threw as much fishing and cook gear into the jeep as we could. We still ended up leaving half of it there.


That night, one of the girls brought over her Dad's .38 snub nose revolver. We were going to go back for the rest of our gear and to look around for the walking trees. Shortly after she left my house that night, my nosey relative found the revolver in my jeep. The relative called the police. I tried like hell to explain this one to the cops. The cops thought that we were up to no good that day. None of us did that sort of thing. That was a real kick below the belt coming from the cop. The other girl's father was a County Sheriff, she was not allowed to hang out or fish with us again. Even though she saw the same things as the rest of us did. The girl that brought over the gun, she told her brother about what we saw. He told her that he had been at a large outdoor party in the area about a month prior. Everyone there was drinking. He said that when he went to relieve himself behind some bushes, he walked right into one of these creatures. He dismissed the whole event and blamed it on the alcohol he had consumed.


March 1981 rolled around. Day trips to the woods were kept restricted to a closer radius of home. Another Sunday my buddy and I were out exploring a site between Castle Rock and Franktown where an old dam once had been. Many years prior, the dam broke creating a huge cavern in the stream bed that runs through. The caverns were neat for exploring. The sun was starting to go down and it was getting cold. It was time to leave. We were clawing our way through thigh high snow on the North side of the cavernous stream bed back to the car. About a half-mile away from the car we noticed a black object lying on a sand bar in the stream bed. We clawed our way over to the upper ledge of the stream bed. On the sand bar below laid a head. A big decaying head lying on its side. It looked like an over grown human's head with black shaggy hair on it. The eyes lips and nose were already gone. The head had massive square teeth running through out the upper and lower jaw. I have seen all kinds of skulls before from both wild and domesticated animals alike. I have never seen another skull like this before or since. A human's skull is the closest match to it that I've seen or can compare it to. To this day I wish I would have braved the cold and cold water, and waded out to get that head.


Quite a few years after my experiences in Colorado, I have learned about the North American Bigfoot. Had I known about this in my youth, I might have been an indoor lover. I now have no real desire to go plundering through the woods as I used to do. Like I said at the beginning of this letter, do what you like with it. Think what you want to. Leave my name off of this. I've already put up with more ridicule than one person should have too. My experiences were real and genuine. I now believe that Bigfoot was in my life more than I knew.

I just want to say that I submitted this report to another web site many years ago. Shortly after submitting it my wife and I divorced and I moved out of town. Since I was taking on a new job driving semi trucks long haul, I ended up dropping my Internet account and have been out across the USA. This is why no follow up was possible. I know the story I have presented is to most, unbelievable. All I can say in defense to it is, I was a kid who grew up outside. I just so happened to witness many strange things while out playing in the forest. My mother was one who liked her children outside. I guess out of sight out of mind was her theory.


Anyway, in my story I did not mention the many times of hearing stick and rock clashing, or the sounds of heavy walking heard in the forest. Or did I mention the many piles of stacked rocks I have come across or the scraping and scratching of bark off of large pine trees. Or did I mention the few times in which I have had sticks and stones tossed at me. Why did I leave this out, because I either did not see what person or being did this, or can I remember all the dates and places all of these things happened. I have seen people stack rocks, thump sticks and rocks together and in rare cases, sling a stick or rock in anger.


I have just touched on high lights of my experiences. Since being out of circulation with the Internet I am glad to see others who live or who have lived in the State of Colorado finally come forth and speak up and share their stories. I really think the State has more bigfoot creatures living in it than what the reports reflect. I know my report filed with the Douglas county Sheriff's department, which was done a very long time ago, did a lot of harm to my credibility. Noody to my knowledge had ever reported such a thing before. Luckily I was very young and did not depend on that corner of the world for jobs, etc.


I can say since leaving the State, I have had no other experiences of this nature. Even though I used to conduct a lot of business in the Pacific Northwest and planned all business trips to be traveled by rental car. Or did I ever see any thing while driving semi's coast to coast for the last three years. The information supplied above is very old and I doubt that you can do any thing with it now but you may contact me by E-mail if you wish but I do not want my personal information posted. I see that the website in which I first sent this to did not honor my wishes in leaving my personal information confidential. I hope you do a better job than they did. And yes if you are wondering, I did copy my letter from the website in where it is posted. The original letter was typed up and saved on my desktop computer that my ex-wife had the hard drive formatted. I did back my story up onto my zip drive, and that I had to return to the company after I quite. I still might have the zip disk in my garage but my kids have been out there going through my things and I don't know if it is still out there any more or not. I am the original author of the above story. I hope you can do some thing with this information besides getting a good laugh.
Source: oregonbigfoot.com

NEW BOOK - MESSAGES AND SIGNS

MESSAGES AND SIGNS, VISITS AND PREMONITIONS

This month a new book has been written by Bonnie McEneaney concerning the messages from loved ones that died on 9/11 to their relatives.

Many years ago I met a family that had evidence that life exists beyond this one. This is their story.

Madeline and Mason Longmire lived at Angle Lake, Washington. Madeline's sons were both Alaska airline pilots flying back and forth from Seattle to Alaska. They were twins, Bud and Bill Donovan.

One night Madeline was awakened by the house shaking and Bill's dog howling. She knew something had happened to her son. Sure enough his plane had crashed and there were no survivors, in fact the bodies could not be recovered either.

From that point on Madeline would receive messages that she felt were from her son. The radio would come on and it would be playing MOTHER. She would smell roses in the house, which was her favorite flower.

Madeline was a strong Catholic so when faces started appearing in the wood in their family room she asked the local priest to come and see them and tell her what he thought. He told her he was familiar with such things but "it would be best for her not to come back to church and upset the parishioners"! She took him at his word and did not return after such an insult.

In England there were many psychics well known for their abilities. She wrote to Maurice Barbanell to see if he could find anything out about her son. He had already received a message from her son giving his Mother's name and address. He had asked Maurice to make a tape and send it to her which he promptly did.

Her son said he was alive and well and that he loved her. He asked her to start meditating and he would try to come to her. She developed rapidly. I know because I used to go to her house and sit in meditation with them.

After receiving the tape she went to the Aquarian Foundation in Seattle. Keith Rhinehart was a well known medium with extraordinary gifts. He could produce apports and materializations out of ectoplasm. Madeline made an appointment with Keith for a materialization seance. When her son appeared in his pilot uniform he told her "Mother, I am going to give everyone in this room what you have put down the front of your dress." She hadn't told anyone that she had put a fresh rose down her dress. Everyone had a fresh rose dropped into their laps.

Being still skeptical, Madeline asked if he could get with the scientists on his plane of existence to give her something the next week that would prove it was him. He said he would try.

When Madeline went back the next week he appeared again and told her to hold out her hands. He dropped the very rosary she had bought him in Italy at the Vatican the Pope had blessed. His brother had one exactly like it Madeline had bought at the same time. The rosary hung over Bill's picture in their house. There was nothing recovered from the plane wreck in the way of personal items but Bill and the scientists had recovered the rosary somehow and gave it to Madeline to prove that life goes on and that they are aware of us. They try to show us in many ways, just as this new book is saying that the victims of 9/11 have done with their loved ones.

By Aileen

ENRIQUE'S NOVEMBER 18 CONTACT

ENRIQUE CASTILLO RINCON'S NOVEMBER 18, 1973 CONTACT - 3:00

Enrique Castillo Rincon arrived at the site of his expected contact at 7:45 p.m. on November 18, 15 minutes early. However, the contact was seven hours late. Even though he was in the middle of the jungle, the snakes and jaguars id not bother him -- not even the mosquitoes bit him. Castillo though that maybe "they" were protecting him with some kind of energy, although they wanted to test his patience by not coming down right away.

Finally, at 3:00 a.m., 13 ships of various types arrived, and one of them (a small one) landed on three legs. It was 4 - 5 m. in diameter and not over 2.20 m. tall, though it was like two stories. Krhisnamerk got out, and Castillo went aboard with him. There he met two small beings who were not from the Plieades, but from Mercury (!). There was a metallic ladder (like in submarines) up to the control room. But Castillo did not visit the control room; they took him to a mother ship. He saw two strange ships with a type of big head like a whale's flying over Bogota, and in a later contact he saw a third one like that. (They told him at that time, "that is the whale which swallowed up Jonah." Asking them "Have extraterrestrials contacted all the prophets?" Castillo was told, "Of course, every single one.") He asked why they don't contact more people, and, at about 5:30 a.m. (about dawn), they demonstrated to him one of the reasons why not.

The small ship, with the crew of three plus Castillo (now he is back in the small ship), rapidly came down over two men milking cows. The panicked and ran away, and a cow kicked over the milk pail. The ship went to hide behind a cloud, and they watched the men gesturing and explaining the sighting to a man, a woman with an apron, and a boy about 8, who all looked up but could not see the ship behind the cloud.

Then they showed Castillo how city people react to space ships. They went above a car with three well-dressed men. Then they went ahead of the car and made a pass, shocking them such that the car ran into the ditch, and two of the men ran away. The third, who had been asleep in the back seat, looked out, and when he saw the ship he too ran away, , tearing his suit jacket on a barbed wire fence nearby. Castillo could see all these details (he could even see that the driver's tie was loosened, the piece of cloth left behind on the fence, etc.) because of the electronic device he looked through.

During this contact (Castillo does not say when) he saw, for a few minutes, two beautiful women, and also a strange robot-like being. When the robot entered, and the spacemen he was speaking with turned to look, Castillo saw an H-like symbol, with something else above it (the details of which he now forgets - the Ummo symbol) on their backs. There was a 2.8m tall Jovian there (possibly the same as the robot -- Castillo is not clear), who did not say anything, but just stood with his hands crossed.

The Bogota El Tiempo had received some anonymous letters, supposedly from a man who had made contact with a race of Hindu-like beings in a flying saucer, who came from Earth's twin planet on the other side of the sun.

When Castillo got out his ball-point pen to sketch the solar system, so he could ask about this supposed twin planet, they passed around the pen, studying it. The pen impressed them because they have something which looks the same. They let Castillo use one of their pens. When he pushed the end so the point would come out, it began to vibrate a little and make a soft noise. As he drew a butterfly, it turned out in relief and in full color. They explained to him that the pen picked up his mental images of the butterfly.

This contact lasted 26 hours, and Castillo said he could fill a book about it. Description of the aliens:

High cheekbones, Oriental eyes, deep blue. Straight nose, wide mouth, thin lips, very broad forehead, blond hair, 1.75 m. tall, light gray tight fitting suit with tangerine-colored gloves and boots. No belt or anything (like buttons or weapons visible on the suit. Very stylized figure. Very beautiful without moles or marks on their skin. All very similar. Later he saw others with suits having 5 buttons on a belt at the waist.
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Sid Padrick's alien beings were very similar. They also said they came from the other side of the sun but we could not see them because the sun was between the two orbits.

Richard Heiden sent this to me - Aileen

CONTACTS OF ENRIQUE CASTILLO RINCON

CONTACTS OF ENRIQUE CASTILLO RINCON
November 3, 1973 - over 150 km. from Bogota (Cundinamarca, Colombia)

The witness in this case is Enrique Castillo Rincon, an engineer, and later president of the Instituto Colombiano de Investigacions de Fenomenos Extraterrestres (Colombian Institute of Investigations of Extraterrestrial Phenomena) and lecturer and delegate to the Unidentified Flying Objects Investigation Organization. The experience was preceded by telepathic contacts, through which he received instructions. In the last telepathic contact he was given directions to the site of this physical contact, which was to be at 8:00 p.m., and was also told how to act during the contact.

In his contact, Castillo was aided by the mental help of several groups, some in Bogota and others in Panama and Cali. Castillo found near a lagoon a metallic (like stainless steel) sphere the size of a golf ball, which would help the extraterrestrials locate him. There were two forests there, and as he said to himself he should go in the first one, the sphere he was holding began to warm up, and emitted little rays of light. It got so hot that he had to hold it with the edge of his ruana (a poncho-type coat). The sphere seemed to be a type of compass, thought it was only a ball. So Castillo entered the first woods, and, when he reached what he thought was the right place, it was already 8:10.

He began to worry for his safety, alone out there, but at 8:25 he heard a loud noise, and two huge domed ships flew overhead, filling the whole area with light and heat. They were dripping water, apparently from having taken off from the lagoon bottom. They were 100 m. apart, each like to soup plates, about 45 m. in diameter and 12 m. tall, with three large white spheres slowly rotating on the bottom, and with something else on the bottom also rotating.

The two objects stopped, and the light slowly dimmed. Then one approached Castillo and came to hover at a height of 80-100 m. A ray of light came out of each side of the bottom, angled down to the ground in different directions.

A tall being (much over 1.70 m.) in a tight diving suit and with a helmet with a visor, came down on each beam. As he heard their footsteps nearing behind the nearby trees, all the lights went out, and he soon saw the beings 10 m. away.

Addressing him by name, they telepathically assured Castillo they were his friends, and asked him if he was ready. Saying he was, they took him a few meters to a clearing. The ship came over and emitted a ray of light down at him. Tickling and with a sensation of pin pricks all over his body, Castillo rose up like in an elevator. Castillo was surrounded by an invisible yellow aureole which, however, felt solid. He entered a hatch, followed at once by the two entities. At their request, he gave them the sphere, and undressed. Lemon-scented smoke entered the room (the two entities having left), and after a minute it was "sucked up" somewhere and disappeared.

He now noticed that, although there was no apparent light source, he did not make a shadow. Castillo got dressed, and they explained to him that the procedure was to disinfect him from any terrestrial microbes on his clothes.

Castillo entered a compartment where four people were sitting down, waiting for him They greeted him, and introduced themselves. The commander was Cramacan. The other three crew members were Cramish, Krulula Krenza, and Krhisnamerk. They all spoke telepathically except the last one, who had been a friend of Castillo's with the name Ciril Weiss, and who spoke orally in perfect Spanish. Ciril had changed, however, and Castillo did not recognize him at first. But when he reminded Castillo that they had spoken together at a theater entrance in Caracas in 1969, Castillo knew it was he.

Ciril told him they have been watching him for eight years. Castillo sat down at a glass-like table for a conversation with the men. They had straight shoulder-length hair and unblemished skin. The commander said the ship has a crew of twelve and that were seeking out suitable people for contacts. Castillo began to ask him some questions, about events and why they chose him. They told him his real name, which is not Enrique (Castillo did not want to say what it was); he had the feeling they knew about his previous reincarnation.

They are from the Pleiades, a group of seven stars which is much father away than the 328 light years we think it is. Other fascinating pieces of information: Einstein's theory of relativity is not correct, and soon we will make three corrections in it; the speed of light is really greater than 300,000 km./sec.; they are immortal.

They took him to visit various other rooms, including a "meditation room" and a laboratory. In the laboratory they extract chlorophyll from our forests because it is vital for their diet. They also eat fruit from South America, as well as corn, wheat, and rice. In exchange for taking our fruit, they give the plants some radiation so they soon bear fruit again within a few hours.

Castillo learned that they are biological engineers who control genetics, and use consubstantiation to keep the cellular process alive, in order not to age. In the control room on the third (top) floor Castillo saw large electronic cosmic maps with colored lights showing where they were exploring or having interchanges (the interchanges were only with the thousands of intelligences who have overcome "evil"). They said that in a few years humanity will finally discover God and that we had to look for Him in ourselves. By finding Him we can live in peace with and with understanding of all men.

They were emissaries of superior entities, and had destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah, at the orders of these entities. They had also helped with the construction of the Great Pyramids. Within two years (i.e. by 1975) people are going to find in south America two ancient cities where there is the written history of how the terrestrial races came here, etc.

They gave Castillo the date of the start of World War III, but said that we could postpone it for three or four years. They would not interfere to stop the war.

Although Castillo could not feel any motion, the UFO was moving as soon as he entered. He looked out through a panel like a big telescope, and he had the strange feeling as though he was going to go out through it.

They showed him his house from a height of 5,00 - 10,000 meters, and they focused it so he could see his family through the walls, sleeping. The dog noticed him and began to bark. (Castillo does not explain how the dog could see him five or ten kilometers up. (George Adamski's Pioneers of Space and Inside the Space Ships, which have a similar type of telescope.)

They told him something which affects all religions. He could not say what it was, but it has to do with the Fatima letter. Then Castillo realized a great truth, hidden in everyone's heart, and which no one can teach another. (He didn't say what it was.)

Meanwhile he was getting hungry, and asked for something to eat, so they gave him a type of chocolate bar wrapped in plastic. It tasted like sabajon (a type of Colombian liquor), and it satisfied his appetite. But they gave him something else to eat, a type of bud like a petal, resembling popcorn. It gave him a tremendous sensation like heat, and he thought they were drugging him. Krhisnamerk told him it was manna, the same as they had given the Hebrews when they were wandering in the desert. It would satisfy his hunger and thirst for 24 hours.

Then ideas began to run through Castillo's head, and he began to think of Elizjah, Moses, Jesus, and of modern times. After eating Castillo felt sleepy, so he slept for what seemed like three hours on a very comfortable bed, until two of the crew woke him up up.

On the way back to let him off where they had picked him up, they showed him the place where his next contact would be, at 8:00 pm. November 18. It was lit up like daylight. When they reached the exact place he had boarded the UFO, they left him off, saying their farewells (except for Cramacan, who was not present). They told him it was 5:00 a.m.

Castillo fell asleep, and when he woke up, his watch (which had stopped at 8:25, when the contact started) said 11:15. He learned from the first farmer he saw that it was almost 8:00 a.m. So he must have left the UFO at almost 5:10 a.m., if the watch re-started right away, as Krhisnamerk had said it would. When Castillo got back to the man's house where the telepathic contacts had taken place, 60-some people were waiting for him. He told them what had happened, but only one or two believed him. This was not Castillo's first contact. They had previously told him telepathically that this would be just like an experience he had before, but which they had erased from his memory.

DR. JOHN SALTER'S CONTACT

COLLEGE PROFESSOR'S INCREDIBLE STORY:
FRIENDLY ALIENS ALTERED MY BODY AND CHANGED MY LIFE
By Franklin R. Ruehl

(Some of you may remember Dr. John Salter Jr.'s story but for new people in this field this was an amazing contact.)

"I had a close encounter with friendly aliens -- and it changed my body in numerous ways!" declared respected university professor John Salter Jr.

"My immunity is heightened. Cuts and scratches now clot immediately and heal rapidly. My head hair, fingernails and toenails are growing two to three times the normal rate. Some of my age spots have disappeared. And the wrinkles in my face have faded.

"Also, hair has developed all over my arms, legs, stomach and chest which were almost hairless. And for the first time in my life, my beards is so thick and dark, I have 5 o'clock shadow."

Dr. Salter and his son John, 3rd, say they were abducted by aliens while driving in a pickup truck on central Wisconsin's Highway 14 on March 20, 1988. But surprisingly, they didn't realize anything unusual had happened until they checked their watches and discovered they had lost track of an hour and 20 minutes.

"It was twilight, about 6:25 p.m., when we came to a stretch of four-lane highway. The next thing we knew, it was 7:45 p.m. and neither John nor I could account for the missing time," said Dr. Salter, chairman of American Indian studies at the University of North Dakota.

"The next day, we were driving when we saw a bright light coming toward us. It was about two-thirds the width of a double highway and glowing with an extraordinary silver color.

"We could make out its saucer-like form and it had a slight dome. Then, with incredible speed, it was gone. My son and I immediately realized this was a friendly appearance for us and it explained the missing time the previous night."

But the Salters did not remember any details of their abduction until months later -- when they started having these flashbacks: "We were forced off the highway by an unseen force," recalled Dr. Salter. "Then we were standing not far from the passenger side of the pickup. It was almost dark.

"I saw two or three small humanoid figures climbing up the back bumper, looking at the gear in the back of my truck. The beings were 4 to 4 1/2 feet tall, with thin bodies and thin limbs, but comparatively large heads and large slanted eyes.

"There were also six or seven of these small people near us and a taller humanoid figure, almost six feet tall. They all communicated with us telepathically and the tall humanoid guided us through the woods to their spaceship which was hidden in a secluded clearing.

"My next memory is that of a brightly lit room in the UFO. An implant was placed in my right nostril and beyond. An injection was made in my neck at the thyroid area. Another injection was made in my central chest near the thymus gland.

"Our tall friend guided us back to the pickup and we then parted company on a friendly basis. Then the brightly lit UFO took off and we drove back to the highway where we regained our memory.'"

In addition to Dr. Salter's other physical changes, he says he now has psychic abilities, plus two reminders of his visit with the aliens.

"Occasionally, a red welt appears on the right side of my neck. And a brown spot surfaces on my chest."

Dr. Salter's son hasn't experienced the same physical changes as his dad, but says, "This was the most extraordinary event of my life."

Adds Dr. Bernard O'Kelly, a dean at the University of North Dakota: "People dismiss experiences related to UFOs as being impossible. But Dr. Salter has solid credentials and I'm keeping an open mind."

PART 2 OF THE STRANGEST UFO ENCOUNTER EVER

FROM STRANGE ENCOUNTERS BY TIM BECKLEY

At this point is seemed as if Micki and Kathy had been transported to another dimension, another sphere of reality, for all at once things started looking peculiar, totally out of whack. "Then the sun started to come up, but only it was an orange ball and it was coming toward us. And then it was not orange anymore, but its color turned suddenly to gray, and it was about 100 feet across, just enormous. And people started to appear out of nowhere, walking across the freeway carrying tubes or pipes. We didn't actually see them come out of any ship because the sun -- or whatever it was -- had landed in a valley out of our immediate viewing range."

The beings -- or whatever they were -- were standing in the middle island that separates the north and southbound traffic. "There were these bunch of blue lights and we knew something was going to happen. We were terrified. We felt like we were going to be taken to another planet and would never be heard from again."

Without warning the car started up. "I got mad at Kathy because I thought she had slammed on the brakes and I hit my head on the dashboard. We saw this ship coming down the Interstate and we also saw an 18-wheeler truck towing one of the sports cars we had seen earlier in the evening. Something pushed us from behind but we couldn't get the car to run of its own accord."

From out of nowhere a man appeared and asked the girls where they were headed. "He said he was heading toward Chicago and we said that's where we were going too. I'd have gone to Timbuktu just to get out of the spot we were in."

From what I was able to gather, the man did not know anything was happening. He seemed totally unaware of the frightful state of the girls' minds caused by a terror that was real enough to them even if nobody else was able to perceive what was transpiring around them.

"I was so scared that I crawled all over the driver. He stopped at a truck stop to get coffee and we got out and walked to a nearby motel. We didn't have very much money. But we had about $35 and so we got a room. We unlocked the door and turned on the light and the TV went on by itself. Also this little teeny light flittered around the room and we knew we hadn't escaped."

Realizing that they were being observed, the girls tried to intimidate the light that was buzzing around their room.

"Kathy, did you mail that letter telling about the flight pattern of the UFOs to my lawyer?" I asked with a purposeful slowness. She said she had, playing along with the game.

"We called the police and finally, at 5 o'clock the next afternoon, they came and took us back to the spot where we had abandoned the vehicle. As it turned out, the car wasn't where we had left it. And when we went back to the valley where the ship had been, the area wasn't the same. There was no little road on the side of the road. The freeway railing wasn't even the same. There was a sign MOUNTAIN ROAD 189. There is no Mountain Road 189 in all of Wyoming. We had a full tank of gas and we were about 250 miles into the state and there wasn't a gas station anywhere."

It was like they were driving without consuming fuel.

The one item of interest was the corpse of a cow and a sheep off in a nearby field. The cow was all bones and the sheep had all of its skin peeled off, which made it look like a blanket lying there."

Micki says that the police made them fill out a complete report. "After they had finished hearing our entire story they shrugged and told us we'd seen swamp gas!"

Moving the tape recorder closer to Micki, she reported that both her life as well as her friend's have been drastically altered because of the events of that night. "Kathy is only 31 years old, but she's been in the hospital at least 20 times since this happened. It's hard to explain, but somehow I feel we are the same people, but then again we aren't. Kathy had always been a slob and I have always been neat and clean. Now my house looks like the wreck of the Hesperus, and Kathy's is really neat, tidy, and very well cared for. Before I had always been the type to make my kids breakfast, lunch and dinner, while Kathy believed her children should prepare their own meals. It's just the other way around now. It's almost as though we've somehow exchanged personality traits. In other words, I'm still me, but it's as though I'm having my personality altered -- taken over. I have always been a reader, but instance, and now I'm reading much more. I'm reading as much as I can on UFOs, that's the one subject that fascinates me the most."

Under hypnosis, Micki was made to draw what she had seen. When it came to sketching the trucks that had appeared on the highway, she rendered a skeleton-type being instead of a moving vehicle.

"Is it possible that they altered your whole thinking process that night?" I asked the witness. Micki admitted that this is what might have happened and that what really transpired could be entirely different from what she perceived. For some unexplainable reason, Micki and her friend, Kathy, have grown farther apart in their friendship. "Before the experience we had been the best of friends for 17 years. Now we speak to each other only once a week, tops."

Micki is anxious to undergo further hypnosis. She wishes to find out what really took place on July 22, 1978. She is not satisfied just forgetting about the incident. The whole episode is a true puzzle. Taken as a isolated encounter, most UFOlogists would probably do their utmost to doubt the word of those individuals who were personally involved. The rule of thumb seems to be, "If you can't explain it, or it doesn't support existing evidence, brush the whole affair under the carpet." If we were to do this, we wouldn't be any better than the government agencies who have tried so hard to hide the very existence of UFOs from the public.

This case is a prime example of how mysterious the entire UFO phenomena might be. Just when you thought you might have pinned down the answer, it darts right away from you!

THE STRANGEST UFO ENCOUNTER EVER

FROM TIM BECKLEY'S "STRANGE ENCOUNTERS" BOOK.


Mickie Eckert's experience is totally unique in the annals of flying saucerdom. Her story does not seem to fit in with any existing pattern and yet the sincerity shows on her pretty face as she relates a bizarre tale that defies explanation.

Looking at me with bewildered eyes it was obvious that Mickie, a young woman in her mid-twenties, was seeking answers. She was confused about what had happened and was anxious to find out the reasons she was selected to have a close encounter that goes beyond anything previously recorded.

It was July 22, 1978. Mickie, along with her best friend, Kathy Echard, were driving along Interstate 80 East. They were headed towards Nebraska near the Wyoming border, when they saw what they thought was an accident on the side of the road.

"We turned to get a better look and saw these white lights bobbing up and down. In order to get a better look we pulled over to the shoulder of the road and aimed our car headlights in the direction of the crash."

It was apparent that Mickie wanted to talk about what transpired that night. We were seated around a large table, in a private conference room at the Royal Quality Inn in San Diego, California. Mickie had come to the privately-sponsored UFO conference (promoted by veteran newsman Hal Starr) mainly because she wanted desperately to talk with some of the top names in the field who are supposed to be trained in the handling of such matters. In attendance on the podium that day were such leading UFO illuminaries as Jim and Coral Lorenzen from APRO (since deceased), Walter Andrus, director of the Mutual UFO Network, and Dr. James A. Harder, Associate Professor Engineering at the University of California (Berkeley). Maybe it was because of their tight speaking schedule, but none of those present seemed to be able to find the necessary time to speak with Mickie Eckert. It was only after she was introduced to me by John DeHerrera (a practicing hypnotist who has been involved in the investigation of several contactee cases, (most notably that of Brian Scott) that Mickie found someone who would listen intelligently to what she had to offer.

Going back to the evening in question, Mickie maintains that the sun had just set as they drove on a desolate and very isolated stretch of road eight miles north of Whelock, Nebraska. "Our spotlights were trained on what we thought to be a mishap, but all we could see was three round circles hovering a few feet above the ground."

At the time neither of the two young women realized that they were headed for a journey to a Twilight Zone more real than any TV program about the supernatural could ever hope to be. "In front of our eyes these lights turned into two sports cars that were coming toward us." One moment they had been confronted by the mysterious presence of airborne lights and the next thing they were aware of was two automobiles speeding in their direction. To say the least, they didn't know what to make of this transformation.

"We wanted no part of what was happening so we took off in the opposite direction. As we turned the car around to leave, in back of us we saw this whole bunch of lights. We backed up on the Interstate and now there were two trucks that had appeared out of thin air. On the trucks were teeny little lights. The trucks were following us, of this I'm sure."

The two tractor-trailers kept a steady pace on the highway in back of the girls. It was as if unseen eyes were watching their every movement, perhaps seeking an ideal spot to overtake them for some fiendish purpose.

"For some reason, Kathy asked me to stop and she gout out of the auto and stood in front of the car. It was then that we saw all these other cars parked along the side of the road. They were just stopped there. When Kathy got back into our vehicle she wanted to drive and so I let her take the steering wheel. To her it felt as if something -- some force -- was trying to take control of our car. She got scared and eventually turned the driving back over to me and I too felt this strange pulling."

Putting as many miles behind them as possible, the two girls sped on through the night anxious to get back to their home in California. "As we were passing through Salt Lake City, we stopped off at a Safeway store to get some gum and cigarettes." Mickie makes no bones about the fact that they were still shaken but says they were trying to pull themselves back together again, not having seen anything unusual on the road for quite some time now.

"As we were about to leave the Safeway supermarket, I noticed a reflection on one of the large windows coming from either inside our outside. Initially, I just assumed the reflection was caused by either the store lights themselves or from some street light nearby.

"Out in the parking area I discovered this was not at all the case, for directly across the lot was this little light about the size of a basketball just sitting near the ground."

There seemed to be so much that Micki had to say that the words wouldn't come out fast enough. Several times I had to slow her down so as not to miss any part of her narrative.

Totally freaked out by what was transpiring all around them, Micki's friend was anxious to push on as quickly as possible. "As we entered Wyoming we stopped again to get some bottled water. We were in a pretty good-sized town called Evansville, and it was still pretty early, but there wasn't a light on in the entire city. Everything was closed. None of the houses had lights on either. I looked out of the window on the driver's side of the car and there were these two ships hanging there. One was orange, the other yellowish-white. We continued on toward Green River and the objects passed through the trees on the side of the road. At this junction in time we lost control of the car once more. No matter how fast we put our foot down on the gas pedal the car refused to accelerate past a certain speed."

In the middle of nowhere the car died completely. With this, a light came into the auto passing right through an open window. The light touched Kathy Echard and for no explainable reason, Mickie began talking to that light. "Come on, little light, why don't you touch me, too," one remarked, despite the fact that everything up until this point had frightened her.

No sooner had it appeared than the light inside the car vanished. "All of a sudden we didn't see the ship anymore, but we started seeing trucks. Northwestern, American -- and other big-named rigs. They were traveling in both directions, up and down the northbound and southbound lanes. The only way I can describe it is as a caravan of big lights going back and forth. This one particular truck stopped directly in front of us and we knew something was wrong. It was freaky -- the trucks were now ships; dome-shaped, 3 sided ships about the same size as a compact automobile, and they were no longer on the road, but traveling about six feet off the ground."

Micki admits that she was too bewildered to be an excellent observer. She finds it hard to estimate the number of trucks or dome-shaped ships but she does know that the car they were in got pushed forward about 20 feet as if it had been lifted by a terrific force from underneath.

Despite their accelerated heartbeats, the girls decided to get out of their car to have a look, to see if anything might have gotten caught underneath their wheels which might account for the sudden tug forward. There was nothing there that would offer a solution to the puzzle, and so they climbed back into the relative safety of their vehicle.

"Soon there was this other car that pulled up directly in back of us and Kathy said she wanted to get out and see who was driving it." It was quite apparent from Micki's comments that the girls were anxious to seek help from any other companion of the road they might find driving so late at night.

"When Kathy got back into the car I was anxious to know what she had said to the individuals in the car behind us. She just looked me straight in the eye and said, 'turn around and tell me what you would have said to them.' There was this black dog, tail curved up and two red eyes blazing just outside our car door."

The girls were understandably terrified by this new development.

Cowering in fear, Micki happened to glance into the rear view mirror. What she saw only added fuel to a fire of panic that was so near to bursting out of control within them. "I saw what appeared to be a kid with his arms bunched together on the back seat." The girls got out of the car in an attempt to escape this potential menace. Luckily the dog-like creature they had seen was nowhere in sight. However, directly behind them were two bright lights which were joined by several other duller-looking lights. After several minutes they all blended into one light. "As the light went past us, it was no longer just a light -- but a ship. We heard this rumbling sound and our hair stood on end. Our skin was covered with goosebumps."

To be continued next time.

Christmas Eve abduction in Dekalb County, Tennessee?

By Brent Raynes

Woman wonders: Have they “succeeded in breeding in emotion or soul?”

Following my one hour presentation on UFO close encounters at the December 5th MUFON UFO conference in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, I was approached by a very pleasant gentleman named Don Odum who told me that he was a resident of Lewisburg. My ears perked up and I asked him if he by chance had known a Stanley Ingram, a former resident of Lewisburg, formerly a columnist for the Pulaski Citizen and the author of Unidentified Flying Objects over the Tennessee Valley (1974). Though Stanley had shuffled off his mortal coil late in December 1982, Don knew precisely who I was talking about. Stanley’s weekly Moment of Truth newspaper column had chronicled many UFO reports that he had collected from local residents in Giles, Marshall, and Lincoln counties, as well as detailing his own UFO sky watching adventures going back to 1973, a year that the entire U.S. was gripped by a massive UFO wave.

Don was also familiar with others who had been connected with Stan and the local UFO scene here in Tennessee. One of these Stanley identified publicly only as GP (as GP preferred to stay out of the public limelight). We had met several times through Stanley back in the ‘70s. In fact, when Joan and I got married back in November 1977, we lived for a couple of months in an apartment in Pulaski, and I remember how Stanley and GP dropped by for a pleasant visit one day. Stanley was a talker, always a very friendly and outgoing southern gentleman whose only crime (if one wants to call it that) was becoming obsessed with these UFOs. GP, though always pleasant, was always rather quiet and reserved with us and others I’m sure, and obviously for good reason. We knew that he was a “contactee,” and truthfully, at the time, we didn’t know much more than that. But because he had seen what had happened to his friend Stanley for going so public with his evidence and beliefs about UFOs, GP knew that it was best to keep a very low profile and remain well in the background. Stanley Ingram had formerly been a highly respected citizen of Lewisburg. But as one magazine writer bluntly put it in his article after visiting Stanley and talking to area residents: “Finally not a few of the townspeople now consider Ingram, their former city judge and city manager, to be something of a village idiot.”

Harsh and unfair words for the gentle and caring columnist we had come to call a friend from our very first meeting in July 1975 until his passing in late December 1982.

At the risk of being branded a fellow “idiot” (something that I don’t actually fear, confident I’ll be in good company) it certainly seems that the game is still afoot, even after all of these years. I’m wondering if there is an upsurge in activity here in Tennessee again as Don forwarded this recent email on to me from GP’s daughter Jenny (who has had her own share of UFO and alien encounters going back to childhood), now living up in a rural area of DeKalb County, Tennessee. Her email read:

I think they are back, for what reason I do not know. Christmas Eve, as I was about to drop off to sleep, a small child with very white skin appeared in my doorway. She looked at me and said, mentally, ‘Come on Mama, we need you.’ I left the bed and entered the living room which then became a very bright light. Then I was in a large room about the size of a football field. This room was oblong in shape with shiny metallic walls and was filled to capacity with more of the strange looking children. Then I was in the center of the room. And all the children were taking turns just touching me, stroking my arm, or thigh. They were projecting thoughts of awe, gratitude, and love to me. Many were saying ‘thank you for allowing us to be here.’ They were very loving. I felt from them just overwhelming gratitude.

Strange such a show of emotion coming from them. Were they trying to show me they have succeeded in breeding in emotion or soul? And why show me all of "my children" now? Very strange. I woke later in my bed, very cold and tired.

Soon after receiving this email, Don and I ventured up to Dekalb County and visited GP and Jenny, and were brought up-to-date on all sorts of ongoing high-strangeness, everything from alien visitations, abductions, and Bigfoot encounters. GP even told us that he had encountered a Bigfoot while onboard a UFO! We even got out and hiked a nearby hillside where Bigfoot had recently been reported on their property.

Don, a former Tennessee game warden, recalled how he had met GP back around the mid-1970s. At the time, farmers had been complaining that coyotes had been killing their livestock, so Don had agreed to help organize a group of men one night for the purpose of trying to protect these farms. The men, a lot of them hunting buddies, paired up and took up separate positions at different farms. That night GP was one of those volunteer hunters, he had showed up alone, and so he and Don paired up. As they sat in the dark that night, keeping some farmer’s livestock under survelliance, one of them tested the waters of conversation where UFOs was concerned. This is when they discovered that they shared a strong mutual interest in that subject. “We just struck it up and became real good friends from that point on,” Don said. Within a few days, GP introduced Don to Stanley Ingram, and from there things just continued to escalate and Don heard all sorts of local UFO stories and met various local people who had their own first-hand stories to share.

GP was one of those who had described some of the most extraordinary encounters. In fact, he claimed to have had face-to-face encounters with the occupants of those mysterious otherworldly craft. One night, around 1979 or 1980, GP and Don even shared a close encounter. “GP was riding with me one night while I was working,” Don recalled. “We were down in the south end of the county. I guess it was about 1:30 or 1:45 in the morning and we had started back to town. I was going to call it a night. As we were driving up this valley road I just kind of saw something that caught my attention out the windshield. My first instinct was that this was a big passenger plane. It was lit up pretty good. Then the next thing that dawned on me was that I could see the silhouette of the hill above these lights. Then the third thing that crossed my mind was that this thing was getting ready to crash because it’s not supposed to be that low.”

“So I just stopped the truck right in the middle of the road. It was a rural back road, so there wasn’t any traffic. GP stepped out on his side of the truck and I stepped up on the side of mine and looked over the top of it. This thing came drifting beside us. Oh, I’d say less than a 100 yards away, and we counted 22 like porthole windows on the thing that were kind of opaque. We couldn’t see in them. They were dimly lit up and there was a T-Bar strobe on the top and the bottom, and it seemed to me there was like a white light and two red lights, or something like that on the top, and two blue lights and a red light on the bottom, which didn’t meet any of the configurations of an aircraft. It was probably not moving more than about 10 miles an hour. I mean, it was going real slow. We got to watch if for maybe 3 to 5 minutes. Then it kind of turned and banked and went up a hollow, another valley that didn’t have any road that went up through there. I looked at GP and he looked at me and I said ‘Hop in.’ I just spun the truck around in the middle of the road and drove about half a mile down the road and drove up on top of a big hill where we could see the lights of Fayetteville, Shelbyville, and Lewisburg. It was one of the tallest hills around. I was expecting to see this thing come out on the back side of that hill, but we never saw it again. I’d say it was at least 150 feet long, maybe even longer.”

“It was big and close and it never made a sound,” Don added. It had been a dark night, there was no moon in the sky, and so Don was unable to define a shape behind the lights. Later in asking GP about it, he recalled that he had been able to make out a silhouette behind the lights. “It was more of a circular shape,” he said. Then looking across the table at Don he stated, “The biggest one I had ever seen was when we were sitting up on the top of the hill south of Lewisburg and I looked back to the north, maybe it was to the northeast, and it came right across over the radio tower up on the hill. A big triangle shaped job, all lit up all the way around. That thing just floated. It wasn’t very high when it came across the top of us and there wasn’t a sound.”

Don joined in. “I remember there were blue lights on the tips of it.”

Make no mistake about it. GP and his family possess all of the outward signs of being very ordinary and very typical country people, but soon after sitting down at their kitchen table that Monday afternoon (01-18) and switching on my tape recorder, the direction of our conversations quickly took a totally unconventional spin. GP’s daughter, who is married with children and 43-years-old, recalled a life-time of strange experiences. “I’m standing in the baby bed and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs because I knew that something was coming to get me,” she recalled. “I can remember that it was alligator people that was going to get me. That was my first memory that something is not right here.”

“The next memory I have I am about 7 years old. We’re still living in the same house. I heard what sounded like footsteps. I opened my eyes and looking down at me was a small child. �I remember the eyes were solid dark eyes. No white and they were shiny. They were big and I remember that it had short reddish colored hair. And I remember an overwhelming sense of fear. I instantly rolled over and faced the wall and I laid there and shivered and shook for what I thought was all night long, but it probably wasn’t long at all.”

The third memory was around the time she was turning eight. “I remember sitting straight up in bed and screaming,” Jenny said. “Then daddy came running to me. What I was screaming at was what was coming through the window. It was the traditional Gray and it was coming physically through a window that was two panes of glass covered in plastic, with the strips around the plastic, yet it didn’t break the glass or tear the plastic. And as daddy entered the room it backed through the window and he picked me up and held me most of the night. It terrified me that bad. From then on I had night terrors. I was in my thirties before I even had a full night’s sleep, and that was only because I had a hysterectomy. Right after that hysterectomy, for the first time in my life, I slept all night long without fear.”

The Reproduction Program?

GP seemed sure that like himself, his daughter had also been part of “their reproduction program.” He said, “I don’t understand what their reproduction program was all about, but I knew that we wouldn’t treat a bull or a studhorse the way that I was treated. I mean, I was used and abused there for about three years. I don’t really know if all of the females were theirs or some more that they were picking up down here. �There were some beautiful women. See that’s one thing that David’s (another area contactee) wife got so upset about and most women would be. Not that you have a whole hell of a lot of control over it.”

I asked GP how clear his memories of these encounters had been. “Oh they were clear,” he said. He explained that with his initial encounter he didn’t recall anything, and then one day the memory came back to him. “After that the whole relationship was friendlier,” GP explained. “Them towards me and me towards them, because I could accept something like that without going stir crazy or something. I have never been afraid of a whole lot in my life.”

UFOs and Bigfoot?

“That’s just like the night that they introduced me to the Yeti. They said he won’t hurt ya and I walked off in there with him, and he was a big ‘ol boy. I mean, that sucker was 12 to 14 foot tall, and he didn’t smell too good. He looked at me, watched me, and I walked around him and I went on back out and there was no aggression.” One ufonaut told GP afterwards that their confined Bigfoot worked for them. The being said words to this effect: “We bring them here to help us, for our use to do things for us.”

Jenny added, “As far as there being any connection between the Yeti and UFOs, I firmly believe that. I always thought that. When I was about 15, I remember laying in bed. I’m looking up at the ceiling and I closed my eyes to go to sleep and the next thing I know I’m floating up through the ceiling. I got up there and I’m in the air and I’m looking around like ‘Hey man, I’m above the house. This is neat!’ And I look around over this way, I don’t know why, and at the time there’s this huge old Cherry tree. From the side of that tree I saw something standing beside it. I can tell it’s really big and it steps away from the tree and I can see it, and I’m thinking to myself, ‘Hey, I’m going to go see this thing. I can see it, but it can’t see me!’ You know, typical kid. Instantly I float over there to it and when I get to it it just looks at me and it turns to walk away. So I was just thinking that it couldn’t see me.”

I asked GP about “astral projection” and he said, “I’ve done a lot of that. I’ve been doing that for years. I haven’t lately.” So perhaps it’s a family thing, an inherited ability or awareness. GP and Jenny often see ghosts too. GP has a ghost in his house I learned. Jenny mentioned seeing “the old man who lived here,” to which her dad said: “I’ve seen him about every night. I’ll be sitting here watching television and I’ll see him. He died here. That’s part of it.”

“I have noticed that there’s definitely a direct connection between the Bigfoot creatures and the lights,” Jenny continued. “The activity around here will increase with the Yeti and then you’ll start seeing a lot more activity in the sky. Like one night we woke up, we heard the strangest hum, a constant low pitched hum. It woke me up and I went ‘Something is up.’ So we got up and we looked out our bedroom window and I looked over at (neighbors) house, which she’s right down below us, and there was this huge saucer shape. It was as big as the top of this house, hovering right over the top of that house. The lights were going on around it, just changing colors all around the bottom. We stood there and watched it for ten minutes.”

Apparently that incident happened back around February 2009. Jenny remembered seeing the Bigfoot just a few months before, maybe November 2008. She was returning home with her family and their car had just crossed an “old rickety bridge” when she noticed it. “Down away from the bridge, on the right hand side, there was the biggest, prettiest Yeti standing there that you’ve ever seen. Just standing there like ‘Hey, here I am!” As soon as we got home, I told the boys ‘Don’t unload the car. Let’s go in the house because it’s coming right down that creek.’ It was following the creek which goes right in front of my house. It wasn’t five minutes and there was this God awful smell, worse than a skunk.”

Jenny’s 17-year-old son has seen Bigfoot too. Just last August, in 2009, he was riding his 4 wheeler not far up the road. “He’s sitting on the pull off and he hears limbs and stuff breaking and he just sort of looks around and when he looks around he sees it jump down, but not far enough. He still hit his head on the underside of a branch.” [We drove by that tree later, and that limb was very high up] Jenny also said that the Bigfoot tried to hide behind this same tree, which was about four feet around, and still the young man was able to see part of each of its shoulders on each side of the tree. That evening, Jenny and her husband went up and found two large footprints sunken very deep into the ground there. She took pictures of them.

Then probably in November 2009, this same young man got up into a deer stand at the bottom of the hill near his home, to do some hunting, when up near the top of the hill (near GP’s deer stand) he saw a Bigfoot. “He [Bigfoot] just kind of squatted down behind a little cedar and some bushes there,” GP stated. “He could still see it. Sat there and looked at him for a pretty good while. Then it stood up and looked back at him again and turned and walked off. He was scared to death when he got back to the house.”

Hair and Tissue Samples, and Unmarked Helicopters

They believe that they may have gotten some hair and tissue samples of a Bigfoot. Not too long ago, Jenny said that they had gone outside to feed the chickens and found that a nearby fence was down. “Something had hit it with such force that it pulled four strands of barbwire away from three posts and a cedar tree. Pulled the staples loose and stretched it when it hit it. It didn’t break the wire, it just stretched it and pulled the staples loose and all of the staples out to where it was sagging down on the ground. I looked down and there were two different areas where hair had gotten caught. One is the sample that I showed you and the other is another barb. I actually took pliers and cut the barb out because it had a little bit of flesh and it had another and different hair on it. So me and (husband) just cut that barb out and then later we fixed the fence. But I plan to have it sent off to have a DNA check. But here’s the kicker. I was on the phone talking to Mary Green, who is known as the Tennessee Bigfoot Lady. I hadn’t been off the phone five minutes when black unmarked helicopters come over my house and they go straight back to the pond area and they went around in a little circuit back there, and I’m like, ‘Okay, I’ve been on the phone with Mary for 30 minutes, 45 at the most, get off the phone with her and in less than 5 minutes I’ve got unmarked, black government helicopters flying over this pond with spotlights. What does that tell you? That’s the main reason I haven’t sent the hair off.”

I asked about the spotlights and she said that they were red, believing that they were “infrared.” She added that there were three helicopters.

“One night right after that happened we were talking,” GP added. “Yes, and they come over again,” Jenny replied. “And they were sitting over the top of this house.” Jenny said that she could identify the helicopters as Apaches.

Jenny believes she’s had a lot of UFO encounters where her “memories are blocked.” One time, back around 1987, she was driving to meet her parents for dinner. As she was crossing a bridge one moment it was early evening, the sun was still out, and then the next thing she knew it was dark! When she arrived at her parent’s, they were hysterical. She recalled them saying words to the effect, “Where have you been!? We’ve been worried out of our minds!” Soon afterwards, she called Don and told him what had happened. Don has been doing regressive hypnosis for years, so they decided to try hypnosis. Under hypnosis she indeed recalled an abduction. “A huge being helped me out of the car,” she remembered. “He was a man who looked just like any one of you guys. Tall, very slender, had white hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, and a beautiful smile. I couldn’t really tell his age. He was an elder, but yet I could really guess about his age. He took my hand and he took me out of the car and then instantly I’m in another room. �He said to me, ‘We’re not sure, at this time, whether you’re going to decide to stay or go. Whichever your decision may be, we’d like to take DNA to continue your strain.’ I gave them permission to take one DNA and it was about three months after this abduction that I had a head-on collision and spent two weeks in a coma and broke about everything in my body. I was in really bad shape. So I’m sure that was what they were talking about. ‘We’re not sure whether your soul is going to decide to stay or go.’ Because I had a choice then, whether I was going to die or come back.”

To be continued in the next issue�.

CHRISTMAS EVE ABDUCTION IN DEKALB COUNTY, TN

By Brent Raynes


Woman wonders: Have they “succeeded in breeding in emotion or soul?”

Following my one hour presentation on UFO close encounters at the December 5th MUFON UFO conference in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, I was approached by a very pleasant gentleman named Don Odum who told me that he was a resident of Lewisburg. My ears perked up and I asked him if he by chance had known a Stanley Ingram, a former resident of Lewisburg, formerly a columnist for the Pulaski Citizen and the author of Unidentified Flying Objects over the Tennessee Valley (1974). Though Stanley had shuffled off his mortal coil late in December 1982, Don knew precisely who I was talking about. Stanley’s weekly Moment of Truth newspaper column had chronicled many UFO reports that he had collected from local residents in Giles, Marshall, and Lincoln counties, as well as detailing his own UFO sky watching adventures going back to 1973, a year that the entire U.S. was gripped by a massive UFO wave.

Don was also familiar with others who had been connected with Stan and the local UFO scene here in Tennessee. One of these Stanley identified publicly only as GP (as GP preferred to stay out of the public limelight). We had met several times through Stanley back in the ‘70s. In fact, when Joan and I got married back in November 1977, we lived for a couple of months in an apartment in Pulaski, and I remember how Stanley and GP dropped by for a pleasant visit one day. Stanley was a talker, always a very friendly and outgoing southern gentleman whose only crime (if one wants to call it that) was becoming obsessed with these UFOs. GP, though always pleasant, was always rather quiet and reserved with us and others I’m sure, and obviously for good reason. We knew that he was a “contactee,” and truthfully, at the time, we didn’t know much more than that. But because he had seen what had happened to his friend Stanley for going so public with his evidence and beliefs about UFOs, GP knew that it was best to keep a very low profile and remain well in the background. Stanley Ingram had formerly been a highly respected citizen of Lewisburg. But as one magazine writer bluntly put it in his article after visiting Stanley and talking to area residents: “Finally not a few of the townspeople now consider Ingram, their former city judge and city manager, to be something of a village idiot.”

Harsh and unfair words for the gentle and caring columnist we had come to call a friend from our very first meeting in July 1975 until his passing in late December 1982.

At the risk of being branded a fellow “idiot” (something that I don’t actually fear, confident I’ll be in good company) it certainly seems that the game is still afoot, even after all of these years. I’m wondering if there is an upsurge in activity here in Tennessee again as Don forwarded this recent email on to me from GP’s daughter Jenny (who has had her own share of UFO and alien encounters going back to childhood), now living up in a rural area of DeKalb County, Tennessee. Her email read:

I think they are back, for what reason I do not know. Christmas Eve, as I was about to drop off to sleep, a small child with very white skin appeared in my doorway. She looked at me and said, mentally, ‘Come on Mama, we need you.’ I left the bed and entered the living room which then became a very bright light. Then I was in a large room about the size of a football field. This room was oblong in shape with shiny metallic walls and was filled to capacity with more of the strange looking children. Then I was in the center of the room. And all the children were taking turns just touching me, stroking my arm, or thigh. They were projecting thoughts of awe, gratitude, and love to me. Many were saying ‘thank you for allowing us to be here.’ They were very loving. I felt from them just overwhelming gratitude.

Strange such a show of emotion coming from them. Were they trying to show me they have succeeded in breeding in emotion or soul? And why show me all of "my children" now? Very strange. I woke later in my bed, very cold and tired.

Soon after receiving this email, Don and I ventured up to Dekalb County and visited GP and Jenny, and were brought up-to-date on all sorts of ongoing high-strangeness, everything from alien visitations, abductions, and Bigfoot encounters. GP even told us that he had encountered a Bigfoot while onboard a UFO! We even got out and hiked a nearby hillside where Bigfoot had recently been reported on their property.

Don, a former Tennessee game warden, recalled how he had met GP back around the mid-1970s. At the time, farmers had been complaining that coyotes had been killing their livestock, so Don had agreed to help organize a group of men one night for the purpose of trying to protect these farms. The men, a lot of them hunting buddies, paired up and took up separate positions at different farms. That night GP was one of those volunteer hunters, he had showed up alone, and so he and Don paired up. As they sat in the dark that night, keeping some farmer’s livestock under surveillance, one of them tested the waters of conversation where UFOs was concerned. This is when they discovered that they shared a strong mutual interest in that subject. “We just struck it up and became real good friends from that point on,” Don said. Within a few days, GP introduced Don to Stanley Ingram, and from there things just continued to escalate and Don heard all sorts of local UFO stories and met various local people who had their own first-hand stories to share.

GP was one of those who had described some of the most extraordinary encounters. In fact, he claimed to have had face-to-face encounters with the occupants of those mysterious otherworldly craft. One night, around 1979 or 1980, GP and Don even shared a close encounter. “GP was riding with me one night while I was working,” Don recalled. “We were down in the south end of the county. I guess it was about 1:30 or 1:45 in the morning and we had started back to town. I was going to call it a night. As we were driving up this valley road I just kind of saw something that caught my attention out the windshield. My first instinct was that this was a big passenger plane. It was lit up pretty good. Then the next thing that dawned on me was that I could see the silhouette of the hill above these lights. Then the third thing that crossed my mind was that this thing was getting ready to crash because it’s not supposed to be that low.”

“So I just stopped the truck right in the middle of the road. It was a rural back road, so there wasn’t any traffic. GP stepped out on his side of the truck and I stepped up on the side of mine and looked over the top of it. This thing came drifting beside us. Oh, I’d say less than a 100 yards away, and we counted 22 like porthole windows on the thing that were kind of opaque. We couldn’t see in them. They were dimly lit up and there was a T-Bar strobe on the top and the bottom, and it seemed to me there was like a white light and two red lights, or something like that on the top, and two blue lights and a red light on the bottom, which didn’t meet any of the configurations of an aircraft. It was probably not moving more than about 10 miles an hour. I mean, it was going real slow. We got to watch if for maybe 3 to 5 minutes. Then it kind of turned and banked and went up a hollow, another valley that didn’t have any road that went up through there. I looked at GP and he looked at me and I said ‘Hop in.’ I just spun the truck around in the middle of the road and drove about half a mile down the road and drove up on top of a big hill where we could see the lights of Fayetteville, Shelbyville, and Lewisburg. It was one of the tallest hills around. I was expecting to see this thing come out on the back side of that hill, but we never saw it again. I’d say it was at least 150 feet long, maybe even longer.”

“It was big and close and it never made a sound,” Don added. It had been a dark night, there was no moon in the sky, and so Don was unable to define a shape behind the lights. Later in asking GP about it, he recalled that he had been able to make out a silhouette behind the lights. “It was more of a circular shape,” he said. Then looking across the table at Don he stated, “The biggest one I had ever seen was when we were sitting up on the top of the hill south of Lewisburg and I looked back to the north, maybe it was to the northeast, and it came right across over the radio tower up on the hill. A big triangle shaped job, all lit up all the way around. That thing just floated. It wasn’t very high when it came across the top of us and there wasn’t a sound.”

Don joined in. “I remember there were blue lights on the tips of it.”

Make no mistake about it. GP and his family possess all of the outward signs of being very ordinary and very typical country people, but soon after sitting down at their kitchen table that Monday afternoon (01-18) and switching on my tape recorder, the direction of our conversations quickly took a totally unconventional spin. GP’s daughter, who is married with children and 43-years-old, recalled a life-time of strange experiences. “I’m standing in the baby bed and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs because I knew that something was coming to get me,” she recalled. “I can remember that it was alligator people that was going to get me. That was my first memory that something is not right here.”

“The next memory I have I am about 7 years old. We’re still living in the same house. I heard what sounded like footsteps. I opened my eyes and looking down at me was a small child. I remember the eyes were solid dark eyes. No white and they were shiny. They were big and I remember that it had short reddish colored hair. And I remember an overwhelming sense of fear. I instantly rolled over and faced the wall and I laid there and shivered and shook for what I thought was all night long, but it probably wasn’t long at all.”

The third memory was around the time she was turning eight. “I remember sitting straight up in bed and screaming,” Jenny said. “Then daddy came running to me. What I was screaming at was what was coming through the window. It was the traditional Gray and it was coming physically through a window that was two panes of glass covered in plastic, with the strips around the plastic, yet it didn’t break the glass or tear the plastic. And as daddy entered the room it backed through the window and he picked me up and held me most of the night. It terrified me that bad. From then on I had night terrors. I was in my thirties before I even had a full night’s sleep, and that was only because I had a hysterectomy. Right after that hysterectomy, for the first time in my life, I slept all night long without fear.”

The Reproduction Program?

GP seemed sure that like himself, his daughter had also been part of “their reproduction program.” He said, “I don’t understand what their reproduction program was all about, but I knew that we wouldn’t treat a bull or a stud horse the way that I was treated. I mean, I was used and abused there for about three years. I don’t really know if all of the females were theirs or some more that they were picking up down here. There were some beautiful women. See that’s one thing that David’s (another area contactee) wife got so upset about and most women would be. Not that you have a whole hell of a lot of control over it.”

I asked GP how clear his memories of these encounters had been. “Oh they were clear,” he said. He explained that with his initial encounter he didn’t recall anything, and then one day the memory came back to him. “After that the whole relationship was friendlier,” GP explained. “Them towards me and me towards them, because I could accept something like that without going stir crazy or something. I have never been afraid of a whole lot in my life.”

UFOs and Bigfoot?

“That’s just like the night that they introduced me to the Yeti. They said he won’t hurt ya and I walked off in there with him, and he was a big ‘ol boy. I mean, that sucker was 12 to 14 foot tall, and he didn’t smell too good. He looked at me, watched me, and I walked around him and I went on back out and there was no aggression.” One ufonaut told GP afterwards that their confined Bigfoot worked for them. The being said words to this effect: “We bring them here to help us, for our use to do things for us.”

Jenny added, “As far as there being any connection between the Yeti and UFOs, I firmly believe that. I always thought that. When I was about 15, I remember laying in bed. I’m looking up at the ceiling and I closed my eyes to go to sleep and the next thing I know I’m floating up through the ceiling. I got up there and I’m in the air and I’m looking around like ‘Hey man, I’m above the house. This is neat!’ And I look around over this way, I don’t know why, and at the time there’s this huge old Cherry tree. From the side of that tree I saw something standing beside it. I can tell it’s really big and it steps away from the tree and I can see it, and I’m thinking to myself, ‘Hey, I’m going to go see this thing. I can see it, but it can’t see me!’ You know, typical kid. Instantly I float over there to it and when I get to it it just looks at me and it turns to walk away. So I was just thinking that it couldn’t see me.”

I asked GP about “astral projection” and he said, “I’ve done a lot of that. I’ve been doing that for years. I haven’t lately.” So perhaps it’s a family thing, an inherited ability or awareness. GP and Jenny often see ghosts too. GP has a ghost in his house I learned. Jenny mentioned seeing “the old man who lived here,” to which her dad said: “I’ve seen him about every night. I’ll be sitting here watching television and I’ll see him. He died here. That’s part of it.”

“I have noticed that there’s definitely a direct connection between the Bigfoot creatures and the lights,” Jenny continued. “The activity around here will increase with the Yeti and then you’ll start seeing a lot more activity in the sky. Like one night we woke up, we heard the strangest hum, a constant low pitched hum. It woke me up and I went ‘Something is up.’ So we got up and we looked out our bedroom window and I looked over at (neighbors) house, which she’s right down below us, and there was this huge saucer shape. It was as big as the top of this house, hovering right over the top of that house. The lights were going on around it, just changing colors all around the bottom. We stood there and watched it for ten minutes.”

Apparently that incident happened back around February 2009. Jenny remembered seeing the Bigfoot just a few months before, maybe November 2008. She was returning home with her family and their car had just crossed an “old rickety bridge” when she noticed it. “Down away from the bridge, on the right hand side, there was the biggest, prettiest Yeti standing there that you’ve ever seen. Just standing there like ‘Hey, here I am!” As soon as we got home, I told the boys ‘Don’t unload the car. Let’s go in the house because it’s coming right down that creek.’ It was following the creek which goes right in front of my house. It wasn’t five minutes and there was this God awful smell, worse than a skunk.”

Jenny’s 17-year-old son has seen Bigfoot too. Just last August, in 2009, he was riding his 4 wheeler not far up the road. “He’s sitting on the pull off and he hears limbs and stuff breaking and he just sort of looks around and when he looks around he sees it jump down, but not far enough. He still hit his head on the underside of a branch.” [We drove by that tree later, and that limb was very high up] Jenny also said that the Bigfoot tried to hide behind this same tree, which was about four feet around, and still the young man was able to see part of each of its shoulders on each side of the tree. That evening, Jenny and her husband went up and found two large footprints sunken very deep into the ground there. She took pictures of them.

Then probably in November 2009, this same young man got up into a deer stand at the bottom of the hill near his home, to do some hunting, when up near the top of the hill (near GP’s deer stand) he saw a Bigfoot. “He [Bigfoot] just kind of squatted down behind a little cedar and some bushes there,” GP stated. “He could still see it. Sat there and looked at him for a pretty good while. Then it stood up and looked back at him again and turned and walked off. He was scared to death when he got back to the house.”

Hair and Tissue Samples, and Unmarked Helicopters

They believe that they may have gotten some hair and tissue samples of a Bigfoot. Not too long ago, Jenny said that they had gone outside to feed the chickens and found that a nearby fence was down. “Something had hit it with such force that it pulled four strands of barbwire away from three posts and a cedar tree. Pulled the staples loose and stretched it when it hit it. It didn’t break the wire, it just stretched it and pulled the staples loose and all of the staples out to where it was sagging down on the ground. I looked down and there were two different areas where hair had gotten caught. One is the sample that I showed you and the other is another barb. I actually took pliers and cut the barb out because it had a little bit of flesh and it had another and different hair on it. So me and (husband) just cut that barb out and then later we fixed the fence. But I plan to have it sent off to have a DNA check. But here’s the kicker. I was on the phone talking to Mary Green, who is known as the Tennessee Bigfoot Lady. I hadn’t been off the phone five minutes when black unmarked helicopters come over my house and they go straight back to the pond area and they went around in a little circuit back there, and I’m like, ‘Okay, I’ve been on the phone with Mary for 30 minutes, 45 at the most, get off the phone with her and in less than 5 minutes I’ve got unmarked, black government helicopters flying over this pond with spotlights. What does that tell you? That’s the main reason I haven’t sent the hair off.”

I asked about the spotlights and she said that they were red, believing that they were “infrared.” She added that there were three helicopters.

“One night right after that happened we were talking,” GP added. “Yes, and they come over again,” Jenny replied. “And they were sitting over the top of this house.” Jenny said that she could identify the helicopters as Apaches.

Jenny believes she’s had a lot of UFO encounters where her “memories are blocked.” One time, back around 1987, she was driving to meet her parents for dinner. As she was crossing a bridge one moment it was early evening, the sun was still out, and then the next thing she knew it was dark! When she arrived at her parent’s, they were hysterical. She recalled them saying words to the effect, “Where have you been!? We’ve been worried out of our minds!” Soon afterwards, she called Don and told him what had happened. Don has been doing regressive hypnosis for years, so they decided to try hypnosis. Under hypnosis she indeed recalled an abduction. “A huge being helped me out of the car,” she remembered. “He was a man who looked just like any one of you guys. Tall, very slender, had white hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, and a beautiful smile. I couldn’t really tell his age. He was an elder, but yet I could really guess about his age. He took my hand and he took me out of the car and then instantly I’m in another room. He said to me, ‘We’re not sure, at this time, whether you’re going to decide to stay or go. Whichever your decision may be, we’d like to take DNA to continue your strain.’ I gave them permission to take one DNA and it was about three months after this abduction that I had a head-on collision and spent two weeks in a coma and broke about everything in my body. I was in really bad shape. So I’m sure that was what they were talking about. ‘We’re not sure whether your soul is going to decide to stay or go.’ Because I had a choice then, whether I was going to die or come back.”