MYTERIOUS CHEROKEE LIGHTS

Grandmother Tells About Mysterious Cherokee Lights
By Mary Joyce

For years she’s collected wisdom stories directly from the elders of many tribes. Now, like those elders, she sometimes is mocked for her beliefs. Consequently, she only agreed to talk to me about the mysterious “Cherokee Lights” on January 31, 2009 if I referred to her simply as “Grandmother.”

“I haven’t always lived in North Carolina,” Grandmother explained, “so I didn’t see the Cherokee Lights until the early 1990s. Nine of us went up to Thomas Knob overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway one Saturday evening in late May. It’s a place where many people have seen the Lights. We waited and waited. It got to be 8 o’clock, 9 o’clock, 10 o’clock and nothing happened.

“Finally we started singing. Well, we hadn’t been singing more than five minutes when we saw some small lights across the valley that made us think of fireflies. The patterns of the lights were erratic, but then they started to get closer and bigger. Then they just disappeared.

“Next we looked directly down into the valley and saw baseball-size lights that were about a football field away from us. There were seven and they just started moving up toward us. Of course our singing kind of got raggedy and faded away when that happened. As our singing faded so did the Lights.

“According to Old Ones” she explained, “The Lights are not coming from out there but are from here. We believe the Cherokee Lights at Thomas Knob are spirits that have dropped the robe or have left the body.

“It’s important that people know the Cherokee Lights are not anything new,” Grandmother added. “The elderly residents at the Tsali Care Center in Cherokee and some of their visitors have told me about seeing The Lights and even recall their grandparents talking about The Lights.

“You’ve got to figure that people in their 80s would have been born in the 1920s and their grandparents would have been born 40, 50 or 60 years before that. That means people in Cherokee were seeing The Lights in the 1800s before real roads and cars were in the area.

“Before they built the Blue Ridge Parkway,” Grandmother said, “the Cherokees would go up to the ridge from Big Cove after sprout time began to search for ramps and healing herbs. That might explain why so many of the Lights have been seen in early spring.

“There was one particularly strong story that a Tsali resident told me,” Grandmother continued. “She was at least in her 70s. She told me that when she was a girl a group of young people drove up to look for The Lights. At first they saw only pin pricks of light across the valley but then they came closer and closer. She said they were balls of soft light that didn’t have hard edges. She said The Lights didn’t move in straight lines but in different patterns.

“The elderly woman said one girl got out of the car and just stood there as the lights came toward her. One ball of light, as big as a basketball, came right up next to her. At that point the girl freaked out, jumped back into the car and they quickly drove down the mountain.”

Almost as a footnote, Grandmother added “You don’t just walk in and shove a microphone in front of elderly residents at Tsali Care Center. They only opened up with me because I visited someone there daily for several years. One old grandmother once told me ‘until you can get close enough to me to feel my breath and smell my body, I’m not going to talk to you.’ There has to be respect, trust and an energy connection before they will share their stories.”

EDITOR’S NOTE: You can read another testimony about the Cherokee Lights in the Sky Ship Testimony section. It’s from David Pannell and was received at this website on October 12, 2008.

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Mary Joyce is a former newspaper writer, columnist and editor who has worked for The Oakland Press in suburban Detroit and The Orlando Sentinel in Orlando, Florida. (SkyshipsoverCashiers@yahoo.com)

CHINESE ABDUCTIONS

FAMILY ABDUCTED

Location/Date: Ping Wu, Szechwan Province, China - March 7 1987 - midnight

A family of three, including a young child was awakened by a loud high-pitched hum coming from outside their small home. All three went outside to investigate and were nearly blinded by a beam of yellowish light coming from a huge reddish orange object shaped like a straw hat that hovered above them, slowly spinning. The hum grew louder and all three had a strange floating sensation then blacked out.

They all woke up and found themselves strapped to three steel tables in a circular room. The woman began screaming then a tiny hatchway opened in the wall and five 3-foot tall humanoid creatures stepped into the room. They were human in shape but with featureless faces with three huge whitish eyes on their foreheads. Their skin appeared transparent and bluish in color. The creatures said nothing as they proceeded to remove blood from the arms of all three abductees. They then inserted long needles into their knees and ankle joints. The husband and the child appeared to have been in a trance-like state during the incident. Electrode like devices were taped to their skulls and the woman was again able to hear the loud high-pitched hum that they initially heard outside their home. One of the beings made an incision on the child's thigh that was immediately healed by a pencil like device that was passed over it. Moments later the room became dark and everything began spinning.

Their next conscious memory was walking on a roadside 7 miles from their home.

Source: Lillian Crowner Desguin

3 NIGHTS...3 ABDUCTIONS

Location/Date: Peking, China - May 1, 1981 - 9:00pm

The witness was sleeping at a hostel dormitory with many others when a voice woke him up telling him that he was going to be taken onboard an object. A small craft then entered the room apparently passing right through the wall. A beam of light shone on him and he was apparently then reduced in size and lifted up into the object, which left at high speed.

Inside the craft he saw a lighted circular chamber and was able to see stars through an opened porthole. In the center of the room there was a screen showing a constellation and stars. Seated at the screen was a blond young woman. She spoke to him and took him to a large launching area where many objects of different shapes and sizes were parked near a control tower. Later he was returned from where he had been taken from.

The next eveing, the witness was again sleeping when he heard a voice inviting him inside an object. He was lifted up and taken onboard a craft through a porthole. Inside he met two "normal" Chinese girls and the blond woman from the previous encounter. They were shown a screen where they saw a series of images showing different periods of Chinese history, concluding with a view of the earth as it used to be. They landed at the "launching" area where he saw numerous human like beings. He found himself being transported through the air and then placed on a slab where he was given a detailed physical examination. He was later returned.

The brother of the main witness reported seeing a large craft like object that entered his room and landed on the floor. Several small men dressed in one-piece garments and carrying what appeared to be "surgical" instruments emerged. They laid the witness down on his bed and opened up his stomach. They sewed it back up and departed without saying a word.

The very next night, the witness was sleeping when he felt somebody push him. He opened his eyes and saw a strange man standing in front of him. The man was covered completely with short gray hairs and had two long fangs in his mouth. The being waved an arm and the witness floated up into the air and into a landed object outside the house. The witness was then taken to a large base where he saw many similar hairy beings that appeared to be engaged in repairing landed UFOs. While the witness was being brought back to his home a blond girl who he had previously encountered asked him several questions and he was also allowed to ask some himself.

Source: Gordon Creighton, FSR

JAPANESE AIR FORCE ALSO HAS ENCOUNTERS WITH UFOs

Japan 11-23-09 - Emerald UFO Pulsating - Island of Kyushu in the City of Izumi, an area located on the southern tip of Japan.

FROM OUR UFO FRIENDS IN JAPAN

UFO Criticism by J.N. from Japan

The 11th Issue Vol.10 No.2010

Address: 6-52-1- Shimouma, Setagaya-ku, Tokyo, 154-0002, JAPAN

Japanese Air Force Also Has Encounters with UFOs:

A New Book by a Retired Lieutenant General

Mr. Mamoru Sato (born in 1939), a retired Lieutenant General of the Air Self-Defense Force (air force), has done an epoch-making work: his new book introduces UFO sightings of his colleagues and subordinates. The hardcover book, Jitsuroku: Jieitai Pairotto-tati ga Sekkin-Sogu shita UFO (A True Record: UFOs the Self-Defense Force Pilots Encountered Closely), published by Kodan-sha, the biggest publisher in Japan, appeared July (\1700 + tax; 294 pages).

According to his blog, Mr. Sato wrote this book at the publisher’s request. He asked 37 persons (page 120), and, contrary to his expectation (page 40), he got many UFO stories (#1). The witnesses are not against the duty of confidentiality, because any UFO does not exist for our Ministry of Defense. “The subject of UFO is virtually taboo in the Self-Defense Force,” says Mr. Sato at Preface of this book. But it does not mean “cover up.” “There is no such deep meaning.” It means no more than that the high officials of Japanese air force look down on the UFO problem. Thus almost all of these stories were hidden not only from the nation but also from Ministry of Defense! (#2)

Though this book has nine chapters, clear UFO stories of the Self-Defense Force members are described only in the first three chapters, that is, Introductory Chapter: The High Frequency of Close-Encounters with UFOs / Chapter 1: A Major who was Loved by UFOs / Chapter 2: UFOs Aim at Bases in the Tohoku Region [a part of northern Japan].

The rest are as follows. ―― Chapter 3: Pilots who were Saved by Aliens / Chapter 4: The UFO Incident File / Chapter 5: History of Unidentified Flying Objects / Chapter 6: UFOs and Nuclear Installations / Chapter 7: UFOs, Spiritual World and Yukio Mishima [1925-1970; a famous novelist who killed himself by means of cutting his abdomen (the so-called “hara-kiri” : traditional way of samurai) at a base of the Ground Self-Defense Force in Tokyo. Mr. Mishima was one of the earliest members of Japan Flying Saucer Research Association, one of the earliest UFO groups in Japan (see the third issue) ] / The Last Chapter: Beyond of Romantic Sky.

As these chapters show, this book tells about Mr. Sato’s view of UFOs. He even refers to Shakoki Dogu, spacesuit-like clay dolls of prehistoric Japan (see the 6th and the 7th issues). However, you may not meet a UFO in Chapter 3. The first pilot was saved by a voice (“Go back immediately”) which he heard when he saw “a very bright light” in the direction of his base. His fighter (F-86F) exploded at the next flight by another pilot: metal fatigue in its engine caused the accident. This story barely contains a strange aerial light. But the next story is of a prophetic dream. And the last pilot is Mr. Sato himself whose reckless flight was saved by a miraculous change in the weather.

The left figure (#3) shows this book. The lower one third is not the cover but a paper book-band to advertise the book (many Japanese books have a such band). Unfortunately, this book almost lacks UFO photos and illustrations (the only exception is a sketch by a prophet), and therefore this book may have no interest for those who can not read Japanese. Then, let us see some of clear encounters. ――

Invisible Radar Targets: Mr. Sato introduces many stories. One is exceptionally from the Maritime Self-Defense Force (the navy). Around 1968. Mr. Sumihiko Kawamura (retired Rear Admiral) was the captain of an anti-submarine patrol plane (P2V-7) of Shimofusa Air Base (Chiba Prefecture) near Tokyo. When his plane was flying over the Pacific Ocean, his radar captured an object in front. The object made a rapid approach. As his plane was in clouds, he could not see the object. He made a left-turn in a hurry to avoid a collision with it. “But nothing was seen, and there was no change,” says Mr. Kawamura. He did not make a report on this event, because his plane had gotten into no trouble. (Introductory Chapter)

Objects Radars Can not Capture: Mr. Tetsuo Higaki (retired Lieutenant Colonel) was a very

capable fighter-pilot. One night of 1981, over East China Sea, he saw a white light flying on his

right. It was about 9 kilometers away from his fighter (F15). But not only a ground radar but also the following fighter could not see it. As an ambush training started, he had to make a left turn. And the object disappeared before he knew. This light was seen for 2-3 minutes. (Introductory Chapter) / On the afternoon of April 11, 1986, over the Sea of Japan, Mr. Shinkichi Nagatomi (retired Major General) on his fighter (F-1) noticed a motionless “black dot” in the air. Another fighter also saw it. While they were on patrol, the “dot” stayed put. But when he approached, it began to move and flew away at very high speed. His radar could not capture this object. “Though a F-1’s radar of those days was not perfect,” says Mr. Nagatomi. (Chapter 2)

Encounters with Breakdowns: This was an open secret story for the then members of Matsushima Air Base (Miyagi Prefecture) in northern Japan. The story was brought to Mr. Sato from “the retired Colonel T” who had served at the base at that time. Around 1983, before noon, over the Pacific Ocean. “Captain G” on a training plane (T-2) noticed a “cigar-shaped” object flying. “Captain M” on the front seat of the plane did not notice (the two Captains were not trainees but instructors). Just before this detection, troubles happened with an electrical system and a control system of their plane. While the two pilots were busy with this troubles, the object disappeared, and the troubles also disappeared. In the afternoon of that day, the same event occurred at the same plane when “Captain M” and another pilot were on board. In both cases, maintenance men could not find anything wrong. However, this incident of the order of American big UFO cases was hushed up because of a poor reason: Air Staff Office (the headquarters in Tokyo) hated the breakdown-story on this made-in-Japan-plane! (Introductory Chapter)

A Repeater: Of course, not every Self-Defense Force pilot meets a UFO. In spite of his 3,800 hours’ flying time, Mr. Sato saw no UFO (#4). In contrast, Mr. Noboru Funatsuki (retired Major) saw three times. Two are when he was assigned to that Matsushima Air Base, and one is after he became a civil aviation pilot; one is from a T-2 training plane (“a shining spherical white object” that flew about at around Mach 8-10; not captured by a ground radar; seen by 6 pilots), and two are from the ground (“a white round dot” that kept still for more than 1 hour in the sky; at the Matsushima Air base. (Two bright lights that changed their positions in an instant; at a hotel in Singapore). According to Mr. Funatsuki, civil aviation pilots also often meet UFOs. Those stories also, though not specified, were not reported to the airline companies. (Chapter 1)

As you see, our Government does not collect UFO reports. Mr. Sato points out that this is one serious drawback of Japanese national defense, because “not all unidentified flying objectsare ‘genuine UFOs=flying saucers’ ”(page 176).

One day of 1986, when Mr. Sato was the head of Public Relations Section in Air Staff Office of Tokyo, a young reporter visited to collect materials for a magazine. The reporter believed that a F-4 Phantom fighter of the Air Self-Defense Force had been shot down by a UFO near Hyakuri Air Base (Ibaraki Prefecture near Tokyo) on May 1, 1973. He showed Mr. Sato a copy of a document in the style of the United Nations, which told a mistaken aircraft registration and mistaken pilot names. The reporter’s story seems to have meant an alleged event on June 9, 1974 reported by an American UFO magazine. The victims of this aerial explosion accident in 1973 are Lieutenant Colonel Yoshihiro Ozaki and Captain Masayasu Abe. (The Last Chapter)

NOTES

#1 This book contains UFO stories from 11 Self-Defense Force members including 1 navy pilot. 7 or 8 (if a light seen by a pilot who saved by a voice [see later description] is a UFO) of them have their own experiences.

#2 Japanese “Act on Access to Information” is almost useless to UFOlogy: our bureaucrats have only poor information. This June Mr. Ryo Takemoto (1957-) again demanded documents about the Japan-Airlines-pilot-sighting over Alaska in 1986 (see the 13th issue). However, it is very doubtful whether such a document was made by our dull bureaucrats.

#3 From Mr. Kiyoshi Amamiya’s blog, Kiyo-rin no UFO Hokoku (Kiyoshi’s UFO Report). Mr. Sato refers to him on pages 92, 145, 169, 172.

#4 Years ago, one night Mr. Sato’s wife saw an orange-colored round light like a naked bulb flying about, when she walked along a street in Setagaya-ku, Tokyo (page 50). The text can be translated as “lights flying past each other”; Mr. Sato uses ordinary Japanese which is sometimes not lucid.

This spring Mr. Tsugio Kinoshita (1947-) retired from “UFO Fureai-kan” (UFO Public Hall) in Fukushima Prefecture. He had filled the post of its director since 1993 (see the 5th issue). Iino Town, the founder of this hall, became a part of Fukushima City in 2008. Unlike the Town the City does not include the word of “UFO” in the title of the ordinance to put this hall.

ANDROMEDA

From Dex, thank you.

I have a friend who was taken aboard a ship during the night back in the early 1980's in the Mojave desert where I use to live. His Dad was a waterman at the time. One night after I left the desert, a week before to head up north, he had an experience with a UFO with strange blinking lights not far from his home. I want to add, a month before this happened, he told me he got a message about a contact he was going to have.

Well, during the time we were having extraordinary experiences so I believed him, but soon forgot about it. When I got back he was anxious to share with me what happened. One night, strange blinking lights out in the desert caught his attention. He told me when he saw this thing he went outside, got in the water truck and rode out to the tower to get a better look, but still he couldn't make out what it was. He said at least he could tell it wasn't a fire. So, he climbed down the tower to pursue it further.

He said it was beautiful. Each time he'd get closer to the mysterious blinking multi-colored lighted object it would scoot a little further out and stop. He said it felt like it was trying to lure him out there. He said finally he got close to it when all of a sudden it disappeared and the power on the truck went out. He said he got the feeling whoever they were shut him down on purpose. Well, he couldn't get the truck started. so, in the middle of the night he began trekking it back home.

He said it took him approximately an hour to get back and as he was approaching his home he could see a large ship with 3 tripod landing gears sitting right next to his house, but before he could get up close to this UFO, it lifted up, scooted across the desert skimming atop the grease wood bushes and headed north to Marble Mtn. then shot upwards and within seconds was out in space.

The next morning his older son named Shelly said to his dad..I have something to tell you about last night. He told his dad he was sleeping on top of the hood of one of their cars because it was too hot in the house. He said he woke up in the morning back in his bed and remembered being taken aboard a UFO during the night. Shelly said while inside this craft there was a 6ft man with long white hair and penetrating eyes who asked him questions while a 4ft glowing hair blond female stood by with a pen of light recording the conversation. He said for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off the man.

He said the man introduced himself by telling him his name, his name had something to do with a fiery gemstone and Shelly said he couldn't pronounce it so he asked the man if he could just call him 'Gemmy'?

The man said that would be fine.

He said they examined him.... After waking up in the morning he looked at his chest and could see a crescent moon shape burn mark on the right side of his breast and he had a puffy right eye that disturbed him for a little while.

Anyway, during the encounter, the man told Shelly the ship was actually two ships in one that could separate so that each half could function independently as a single ship.

They also discussed a planet of Bigfoot's. Another story.

During the examination, Shelly was curious about the propulsion system and asked Gemmy if the ship had any gyro's. The man replied yes we do, in the floor and asked Shelly how he did he know that? Shelly said it was only a guess. The man explained to him the craft he was in was grown like a crystal in a vat under great amounts of power and pressure. Shelly was curious why everything appeared molded together. The chair, the walls, all appeared molded with no divisions that could be seen anywhere. It all looked like one piece. It had an array of flashing and blinking multi-colored light panels. Beautiful! I was fortunate to get Shelly to draw the insides of the ship for me and he happened to have artistic drawing ability I was unaware. The drawing was impressive.

Shelly said the little female asked him to follow her... so... they both head down a corridor to a room, entered the room and she walked up to a wall that contained 3 maps. 3 dimensional star charts. These ET's said they were from Andromeda, she pointed to a star system on one of the charts and said to him...this is where you are from. Unfortunately, he doesn't remember where it was. A little humanoid came into the room operated one panels during their conversation moving at such amazing speed it was a blur. so he couldn't get a good look at it. Exited so rapidly again appeared still appeared a blur.

OUR ANCESTORS CAME FROM SPACE

Thank you Dex for sending this in.

This is a brief discussion with a female extraterrestrial. From UFO Contact from Andromeda.

"You are descended from a great race which destroyed itself." Lya told me in one of our many encounters.

She looked at the sky and indicated an indeterminate point in the Universe.

"I have told you before that your ancestors were not born from this planet. Many years ago they inhabited a very important world situated beyond Sion, in this same Galaxy. Those men had almost reached perfection. Their physical state was optimal, their emotional state tranquil with a tendency toward the spiritual, sublime. The scientists possessed a knowledge without limits and they were profoundly aware of a great part of the secrets of the Universe. It was then when filled with arrogance and anxious for power they set out in pursuit of the Universe. They desired to see themselves above the colonies on their frontiers. They became ambitious for triumph and glory. That is how it began. When man entered into conflicts of possession all became more difficult, and there is where the decline began. In that epoch, which can only be measured through cycles of arc in the universe, one folk developed friction with another and your ancestors decided to intervene with all, and they possessed powerful arms that could eliminate any system not matter how great it was. Other folk came to the aid of those who found themselves disadvantaged. Thus began one of the greatest conflagrations in memory. The arms employed by them caused grave damage to the human race and the descendants of those who survived began to demonstrate important signs of mental dystrophy and emotional and physical instability.

It was then, as I have said before, after conscientious analysis, their DNA had received important mutations. The scientists who carried out these studies comprehended the incapacity to make war without prejudicing their own folk. As you know, the deoxyribonucleic acid carries in itself an interesting register of the personality. The question was whether the DNA had been seriously affected and that nobody leave the area in which there still prevailed important radioactive clouds irradiating the race, your race, which would not survive for many generation. The situation was thus when they finally solicited the help of greater civilizations. But man was dying rapidly. Our own companions desired not to expose themselves extensively to these radiations. Finally, aid came, but when these began to evacuate the survivors, the knowledgeable, the scientists, and the great men of profound intelligence had died. Those greater civilizations carrying out the operation suggested that the human race as such would not survive very long. They would have restrained their destructive impulses a great deal because at a certain time in the future this could throw back all the negative aspects. I will explain. The explosion to which you were exposed, stimulated and the degeneration of certain cells of cerebral neurons. Those men were hysterical, insane, and violence predominated in them. It was necessary to restrain these impulses. The great civilizations made a judgment and the men of advanced civilizations determined that man had lost the privilege of knowledge and even of life, and that those same scientists had completely destroyed the great manuscripts of knowledge which had been acquired over thousands of years and preserved for the superiority of the race the prolongation of its life.

Over the passage of time man never gained control between the good and bad, and this was detected by the advanced civilizations. It was in this manner that this same man lost his place in the Universe. All this abyss of ambition, power, etc. would remain seeded in the mind at least of those same ones who would acquire the power of knowledge to overcome that which for them was hidden. Because of that those races were injured by a limitation of mind due the dystrophy suffered by the DNA, for which it will take years and many generations until you again, through heredity and persistence rediscover the greater knowledge of life which paradoxically you intend to come to through the knowledge of death. Upon discovering the atom you also discovered it's destruction, thus not the origin preserved intact certain qualities overleaped much in between in your world, such as artists, violinists, writers, priests, and finally even the scientists. Thus, it was how you again began to open a breach in the fields of science, it was as if the internal DNA "remembered" the glorious past with flashes of artificial light. But this will re surge when some of the ramifications less affected are re surging as an effect of heritage."

"Then the race is in decline?

I asked. "In effect, you have said it professor. There still are beings whose pure nature was not much affected by it since they had not become knowledgeable. This is what is referred to as the Nordic race. The black, the red and the yellow races have another origin." "Am I perhaps descended from the Nordic race?" I asked really surprised because my skin is not white, but more reddish.

"Your ancestors were of that race which arose in Europe and later dispersed toward the Pyrenees and countries below, coming even to the United States. Well then, another important factor would be the arrival of great magnetic clouds that act as a stimulant upon the mind of man. Remember that energy can stimulate, building fountains of light of memory, like sparks coming through the tunnel of time. For this reason science has developed a this. Bright minds that have ascended from pure races have been receiving, by amplification of the DNA in genes, knowledge arriving from an inconceivable beyond.

These same men were attracted to it by certain actual potency's and a new cycle has been initiated. Undoubtedly you have also inherited from your ancestors the irremediable tendency toward destruction. The human being, finally, after many centuries of surviving and by titanic labors of reproduction confronted by climatic crises, has arrived at the point from which he departed."

"Why did they leave or permit these races to subsist? why did those intelligent ones offer to save a decadent race?"

"That derives from an enormous value of hidden origin that each one of the races or great civilizations in the Universe know and must respect, life is one of such values, the right to spring forth, to vibrate in accord with the universal notes must be respected. As there does not exist one single being identical with another in our country, we cannot as a community reject anyone only because he is not apt. We would be degrading our own civilization if we did not lend help to those who solicit it."

"But if the man is condemned to destroy himself, then why live?

"Many... too many of your co-generationals ask the same, why live? Though there also are too many who say to themselves, why not? The why not? The watchword, amply promised to all the civilizations of the Universe, the great objective, ...the challenge that is presented not only to your species but to all the species disseminated throughout the Galaxies, is the survival of our own species. As such, with all your purity, you are renewed by means of one descending from another. If that had been intended for your ancestors and each one of those who did as your ancestors had understood it, the human race would have improved notably, but that wasn't the case. The legacy to all the races i the knowledge... the eternal discovery, as if to live in a box of surprises among which you daily discover something fascinating. The continue to search, unfruitfully, for the chemical changes to which you were exposed in the origin of your existence to arrive again perhaps at the destruction, always believing fictitious reasons for it, a form of justification for your impetus to violence. To measure the elapse of years man has been complicating his life. I have a vague idea of that which occurred to intervene in the chemical change at the organic level of the life of man. Because you understand me I can tell you finally, that I have come to believe that man himself has inherited a monster inside of him, against which he has to struggle all his life and at the same time coexist, sleep, eat, love - if that is possible, reproduce himself, and finally die. Though this monster does not exist in space-time in the cycle of existence, death represents no barrier to it."

"will this hypothetical monster finally overcome?"

"It has already overcome on various occasions and that monster in which is accumulated all kinds of more or less negative tendencies. The race and your tremendous and titanic force to survive militates against the fears. Suspicions many times unfounded of venality's of mind whose labyrinths are inexpugnable, has within itself a very longstanding charge, which is to populate the world without discarding the responsibility to create a race within a parameter of better living such that it comes to be a model for other species, demonstrating thus the capacity of engender not only to make it, but to obtain the subsistence of the race."

"Nothing more than that?"

"No, man in himself is more complicated than that which he apparently shows to the eyes of other civilizations. His mission for the moment will be to continue the species until the same will be aided by other greater civilizations with the objective of finding the antidote - to call it such - to salvage and restore the magnificence lost to the DNA. Because, though you may not believe it, or it seems hair brained to you, man belongs to a race in danger of extinction."

"Will anyone come to save our humanity?"

"Yes, the greatest responsibility of the men of our greater civilizations is that some community must be opposed. And the truth is that they are confronted by the effects - already devastating - of the antithesis of life. Against it exists nothing that you could do, for which those of your folk must struggle to survive without rupturing the harmony of equilibrium. When something has already suffered permanent mutations it is more difficult to accomplish your recuperation. Perhaps our greater civilizations can achieve this completely... after which you will see green fields and blue skies in which you not only observe the survival of one man - or of all your humanity - but it's complete emancipation."

INTERVIEW WITH DR. JESSE MARCEL, JR.

THE ROSWELL LEGACY

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THE ROSWELL LEGACY

An interview with Dr Jesse Marcel jr

By Philip Mantle

In early July 1947, something crashed in the high desert outside of Roswell, New
Mexico. Sheep rancher Mac Brazel discovered some strange metallic debris on his
land. Not knowing what it was he eventually took some of this debris into Roswell
and reported it to the Sheriff’s Office. They in turn contacted Roswell Army Air
Force who housed the 509th Bomb Wing, the only atomic bomb wing in the world at
that time. RAAF dispatched two men to Roswell to look at his strange debris. One
of these was base intelligence officer Major Jesse Marcel. Major Marcel drove out to
the ranch in question and recovered some of this material. On his way back to base he
stopped at his home in the early hours of the morning. He awakened his wife and his son,
11 year-old Jesse Marcel jr.

Major Marcel spread some of the recovered material on the kitchen floor of his
house and Jesse jr was most intrigued by it. Little did either of them know then that
they were to become involved in what has become known as the Roswell Incident.
Major Marcel passed away in the l980’s, but not before he had told his story. Over
the weekend of October 20th and 21st 2007, UFO DATA magazine held it’s annual
conference. This years theme was the 60th anniversary of the Roswell Incident. In the
UK for the first time was the now Dr Jesse Marcel jr, the son of Major Jesse Marcel.
He was the keynote speaker at the event and I had the pleasure of his company for the
day on October 24th. During this beautiful autumn day I took the opportunity to show
Dr Marcel some of the unique countryside of North Yorkshire, the Yorkshire Dales
National Park and one of its many historic attractions at Bolton Abbey in Wharfedale.
After a day in the autumn sun I took the time to interview Dr Marcel about his
recollections of that morning back in l947.

Philip Mantle (PM).
Dr Jesse Marcel jr (JM).

PM: Just tell me a little bit about yourself. Who is Dr Jesse Marcel jr.
JM: Well, my dad was the air base intelligence officer in Roswell, New Mexico.
I went to grade school in Roswell. When my dad left the military we moved to
Louisiana where I graduated high school. I went to under graduate school and then to
Louisiana state school of medicine and graduated in l961.
PM: I believe you also served in the armed forces yourself.
JM: Yes I did. I joined the US Navy and toured the Western Pacific, was involved
in the Cuban missile crisis at one time. I was in Japan, China and Vietnam. I went
through specialist training at the naval hospital where I became a specialist in ear, nose
and throat. I stayed ten years in the navy. After that I moved to Helena, Montana.
PM: I believe you continued in the reserves after that.
JM: The National Guard. I joined them in 1972 I believe. I went to flight school for
helicopters and became a flight surgeon. I finally retired in l996.
PM: I believe you did retire but I understand you were still on active duty just
recently.
JM: Yes, I retired on my 60th birthday. However with the conflict in Iraq I was
called up again for active duty as a flight surgeon and I saw 13 months in Iraq
in a helicopter squadron. I saw much of Iraq from a Black Hawk helicopter.
PM: As a young Jesse Marcel, how old were you when the incident in Roswell took
place,
JM: I was 11 years old at that time.
PM: What date was this.
JM: It was early July 1947, I’m not sure of the exact date.
PM: Could you just recount the events again of that morning of early July, l947.
JM: As I said, my dad was the base intelligence officer. It was his job to investigate
certain events. He was called out to a ranch northwest of Roswell to pick up some
debris from something that had crashed on the ranch land. And it just so happened
that our house was on the way back to the base, when he was bringing the material
in. He realised the unusual nature of this (material). So he came in the house, woke
up my mother and myself to look at this debris he had found in the desert just outside
of Roswell. He had already pre-positioned this material on the kitchen floor. He
said, “look at this”, he said, "I think this is the remains of a flying saucer”.
PM: So what did this debris look like.
JM: Actually there were three kinds of debris. There was a lot of foil-like debris,
looked almost like today’s aluminium kitchen foil. Some beams that had some very
strange writing or symbols on it. And some black plastic like material. The beams
were the most intriguing part of the whole thing with the symbols.
PM: So was it you who first identified these symbols on the beams or did your father
point them out to you.
JM: Well I like to think I did but I’m not sure. My mother said that she pointed them
out but I like to think I did.
PM: What did the beams look like, what were these symbols.
JM: These were like small I-beams, 12 to 18 inches long. They were about three
eighths of an inch across. The symbols were just like geometric forms printed on the
inside of the I-beam. They had a very distinctive colour of purple or violet. They were
solid and not line drawings, they were solid.
PM: Did your father comment on them at all.
JM: He said something about maybe seeing writing from another civilisation.
PM: So how long did you view this material for.
JM: For probably about 15 to 20 minutes in total. And then I helped him box it back
up and put it into a l942 Buick. Then I’m not sure if he took off back to base that
night or waited until the next morning. But he did take it back to the base at that time.
PM: So were you aware of the excitement in the town at that time when the RAAF
issued its press release stating they had material from a crashed disk.
JM: Well you know, I was busy riding my bicycle and did not pay any attention to
what the town folk were saying and I did not see the newspaper.
PM: So your father was away for a few days.
JM: When he took the material to the base he was gone for a period of time, I’m not
sure how long it was. My understanding is he was ordered by Colonel Blanchard,
the base commander, to fly the debris to Fort Worth Army Air Field, where General
Ramey the 8th Air Force commander could view the wreckage. I’m not sure exactly
how long he was gone but I do know that he sat my mother and myself down and told
us never to talk about this again. To treat it as a non-event, it did not happen, period.
PM: So when was it that you learned that the official explanation had been put out
that it wasn’t a flying saucer but it was instead a weather balloon.
JM: You know I’m not exactly sure when I learned that, it might have been years
later, because I just put it out of my mind, I did not think about it.
PM: Did you talk to your friends about it.
JM: No. It was a taboo subject.
PM: So in the intervening years, it wasn’t until l978 that your father was contacted by
UFO researcher Stanton Friedman. Did your father talk about it in those intervening
years at all.
JM: You know, we would briefly mention it to each other. Like at the grocery
checkout stand, you see these sensation newspapers with headlines like ‘I was
captured by a Venusian’, and we’d kind of look at each other as if to say ‘we know
the real story’.
PM: And of course there is another witness, it’s your mother. What did she make of
all of this.
JM: Well you know, she was a housewife of the 1940’s. She did not say a whole lot,
her place was in the kitchen so-to-speak. So she never really talked much about it. Of
course I was out of the house by the time Stanton Friedman started interviewing my
dad. I was practicing medicine in Helena, Montana at that time.
PM: So you were out of the way.
JM: Yes, out of the way. Out of the loop.
PM: Now it’s quite some time since your father passed away. Did he add anything
further to the story in those last few years when his story became known.
JM: Well I called him weekly on Sundays I guess it was. We would briefly talk about
this to confirm our memories of this, what did it look like, and he confirmed what I
recollected it looked like. And I remember one of the last conversations I had with
him was he had just gone out to Roswell at the behest of one the TV stations in New
Orleans. And they went out to the debris field and when I talked to him and I jokingly
said to him “ was any of it left out there” and his words were “no, they vacuumed that
place up a long time ago”.
PM: Tell us a little bit more about your father. He was a career military man. For
example, what did he do during World War 2.
JM: Well he was with the 509th bomb group, which was the unit that dropped the
atomic bombs on Japan. He did a lot of training with them; he was the intelligence
officer for that unit. They were a handpicked group. They were not fly-by-night
people at all, so was qualified for that. He was out in the Western Pacific during the
war, and then later in preparation for the dropping of the atomic bomb drops on Japan
he was at Tinian where the B29’s took off from to drop the bombs on Hiroshima and
Nagasaki.
PM: Prior to this incident at Roswell happening in l947, the official explanation is that
your father and others, misidentified a weather balloon with a radar reflector attached
to it. Was your father qualified to comment on what balloon and radar target would
look like.
JM: He was very qualified as he had gone through radar school a short time before
that and was well acquainted with what radar targets and weather balloons looked
like. And the equipment that went with them so he knew that what he was looking at
was not a weather balloon or radar target and I can confirm that also.
PM: So if we are to believe the official explanation, for the sake of argument. It
was a weather balloon and your father misidentified it. On his military record was
he ever he reprimanded, was he demoted, was he promoted sideways so-to-speak.
JM: No, I’ve seen his military record and his officer evaluation reports and they
were always of the highest quality. He was well respected, well respected as a
highly trained individual and he was never reprimanded or suffered any kind of any
degradation because of his so-called misidentification, period.
PM: And later in his carer, what was his final rank.
JM: He retired as a Lieutenant Colonel.
PM: So in actual fact he was promoted.
JM: Yes he was promoted over and above from where he was in Roswell.
PM: So where did your father finish his military career.
JM: He was in Washington, not at the Pentagon at an office in town, and I never knew
where that was, so he finished his career in Washington DC. He resigned from the
Air Force as he wanted to return to Louisiana. I think he had had enough of the military
life and was maybe a little disheartened with what was going on at that time with the
Korean War and he wanted to go home.
PM: So you have just lectured at the UFO DATA magazine’s annual conference. Now
one of the tings you talked about was the fact that you were invited to the Capitol
Building some time afterwards, now could you tell us a little bit more about that.
JM: I was busy at my office at home in Helena and my secretary came and said
there’s a gentleman on the line that wants to talk to you. I said I couldn’t right now
as I’m seeing a patient could you please take a number. And she came back and said
that he insisted on talking to you right now. So I got on the phone and yes what can
I do for you. He said well I understand that you’ll be going to Washington DC to a
meeting and I replied that was right. He said that when I got there he wanted to talk
to me about the Roswell thing. So he said when you get there I want you to call me.
So when I got to Washington and I’d checked in to my motel, there was a message
from him already on the phone, so he knew where I was staying. He wanted to meet
the next day in the Capitol Building, room number 228. So I walked up to the Capitol
Building and introduced myself to him, he was a very nice individual. He says we
need to talk about Roswell. So I said okay. But at any rate he asked me if I wanted to
talk in a secure room. I said no, I’m not going to say anything I haven’t already said
many times before. He said well I might tell you something so we are going to talk in
a secure room. Okay. So we got in the elevator and went down many levels below the
capitol Building to where there’s a group of very nicely furnished meeting rooms for
very high-ranking people. He had a book on Roswell pre-positioned on the desk there,
and he pointed to the book and he said, “This is not fiction”. I said well I know it’s
not fiction and when are you guys going to tell everybody about that. He said if it was
up to him he’d have told everyone years ago but it was not up to him
PM: So who was this man. Was he a government official.
JM: His name was Dick D’Amato. He described himself as being with the NSA or the
NSC. So I told him what I know about the Roswell affair. And he said that’s right. He
asked me if I’d ever been threatened by anyone. I told him no I had not. He said he
knew people that had been threatened. So he wrote his name down on a piece of paper
and his telephone number. So he said if I was ever threatened to just give him a call.
But I’ve never had to do that.
PM: In recent years there’s been attempts to slur your fathers good name. If you can’t
destroy the message then shoot the messenger. What do you have to say about that.
JM: Well you know, I just take it as part of the territory, you know I know there’s
going to be people, for their own agenda, want to destroy any notion of UFOs or
flying saucers or Roswell. I just take it as part of the territory.
PM; Now down the years I dare say you’ve spoken to others involved in the incident
at the time. Is there anyone that stands out among the crowd whose testimony you
find most compelling.
JM: I guess there would be Bill Brazel, the rancher’s son, who picked up a piece of
the wreckage up before it was vacuumed up. He put it in his saddlebag and some time
later in a bar in Corona he got drunk and talked about having a piece of it. Then a couple
of days later he had a knock on his door and they wanted the piece back.
PM: Did Bill Brazel describe this material to you. Did it have any unusual properties.
JM: It was described as a foil (material), just like I’d seen.
PM: People have said it was some kind of memory metal. Did Bill Brazel mention
this.
JM: He did not but my dad did. He mentioned that if you folded it up it would unfold.
I myself did not witness that.
PM: Did your father also tell you about the unbreakability of the material.
JM: He related one event where one of the men in his office took a larger piece
that I did not see, and tried to dent it with a sledgehammer and could not make any
permanent marking on it with a 12-pound sledgehammer.
PM: Now we’ve just gone past the 60th anniversary of the Roswell event and you have
published your own book ‘The Roswell Legacy’. Tell me a little bit about the book
and why you have decided to publish it now.
JM: Well I am getting on a little in years and there’s not many people like me left that
had direct knowledge of this event. So I just wanted to get into print, my story, my
thoughts and why I think that the events at Roswell were a real UFO from some place
else. I just wanted to get that down while I still could.
PM: Right, especially if you get called back into active service in Iraq.
JM: Well I started writing the book while in Iraq. Reminders of your mortality are
everywhere there. One night a mortar hit nearby. So you didn’t sleep with your flak
jacket on but after that I started putting my laptop in my flak jacket to protect it. If we
got hit at least the book would survive.
PM: Now you’ve called the book ‘THE ROSWELL LEGACY’. Now in your opinion
what is the legacy of Roswell Incident.
JM: The legacy is to acknowledge the fact that we are not alone in this universe. That
there are other civilisations out there and more importantly is that they know how to
get here from there, so they are more advanced. And I think one of the messages is
that they are more advanced than we are so they have probably survived their own
nuclear adolescence. So the message is if that others can survive this and warfare then
maybe we can too.
PM: So one last thing. The United States Air Force official position still remains
that the crash at Roswell was a balloon, or even Project Mogul, which is still just a
balloon. What do you say to that.
JM: Well a balloon is a balloon is a balloon. Project Mogul’s mission was top secret
but the material they used was just off-the-shelf material, radar targets and balloons.
There was no difference just the mission that was different.
PM: Now you’ve seen you father’s photographs taken at Fort Worth just after the
incident. He is holding this wreckage on the floor.
JM: No, it definitely was not. You know that’s what is funny about this whole thing.
If you look at my dad’s face when he’s holding up this obvious radar target. He face is
like ‘you’ve got to be kidding me, this is not the real stuff, they switched it’.
PM: So what would you say to anyone who doubts the extraterrestrial idea of the
crash at Roswell.
JM: Stay tuned and look to the skies because they are out there.
PM: Dr Jesse Marcel, thank you very much.
I must say that it was a real pleasure to spend the day with Dr Jesse Marcel jr and to
be able to take time for an interview with him. Irrespective of your thoughts on what
happened at Roswell you cannot doubt the honesty and sincerity of this man. I would
heartily recommend you add The Roswell Legacy to your book collection and you
can order a copy online at: www.theroswelllegacy.com.

Philip Mantle is an international author, lecturer and broadcaster on the subject of
UFOs. He can be contacted at: philip@mantle8353.fsworld.co.uk.

We want to thank Philip for sending this interview with Jesse Marcel.
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Jesse Marcel, Jr.

My focus in this book will be to present the reader with a clearer picture of the man who was - and remains - at the center of the Roswell controversy; my father, Jesse Marcel, Sr. While I must acknowledge that my own account carries within its own bias, I realize that my duty to my father is to present him as the man he was, as accurately as possible, lest I fall into the same trap as those who have allowed their own biases and agendas to paint a portrait that is not as much the man as what he represents to them and their goals. As such, I feel I am the only living person truly qualified to wield the brush. I hope I serve his memory well.

n interview with Dr Jesse Marcel

By Philip Mantle

In early July 1947, something crashed in the high desert outside of Roswell, New
Mexico. Sheep rancher Mac Brazel discovered some strange metallic debris on his
land. Not knowing what it was he eventually took some of this debris into Roswell
and reported it to the Sheriff’s Office. They in turn contacted Roswell Army Air
Force who housed the 509th Bomb Wing, the only atomic bomb wing in the world at
that time. RAAF dispatched two men to Roswell to look at his strange debris. One
of these was base intelligence officer Major Jesse Marcel. Major Marcel drove out to
the ranch in question and recovered some of this material. On his way back to base he
stopped at his home in the early hours of the morning. He awakened his wife and his son,
11 year-old Jesse Marcel jr.

Major Marcel spread some of the recovered material on the kitchen floor of his
house and Jesse jr was most intrigued by it. Little did either of them know then that
they were to become involved in what has become known as the Roswell Incident.
Major Marcel passed away in the l980’s, but not before he had told his story. Over
the weekend of October 20th and 21st 2007, UFO DATA magazine held it’s annual
conference. This years theme was the 60th anniversary of the Roswell Incident. In the
UK for the first time was the now Dr Jesse Marcel jr, the son of Major Jesse Marcel.
He was the keynote speaker at the event and I had the pleasure of his company for the
day on October 24th. During this beautiful autumn day I took the opportunity to show
Dr Marcel some of the unique countryside of North Yorkshire, the Yorkshire Dales
National Park and one of its many historic attractions at Bolton Abbey in Wharfedale.
After a day in the autumn sun I took the time to interview Dr Marcel about his
recollections of that morning back in l947.

Philip Mantle (PM).
Dr Jesse Marcel jr (JM).

PM: Just tell me a little bit about yourself. Who is Dr Jesse Marcel jr.
JM: Well, my dad was the air base intelligence officer in Roswell, New Mexico.
I went to grade school in Roswell. When my dad left the military we moved to
Louisiana where I graduated high school. I went to under graduate school and then to
Louisiana state school of medicine and graduated in l961.
PM: I believe you also served in the armed forces yourself.
JM: Yes I did. I joined the US Navy and toured the Western Pacific, was involved
in the Cuban missile crisis at one time. I was in Japan, China and Vietnam. I went
through specialist training at the naval hospital where I became a specialist in ear, nose
and throat. I stayed ten years in the navy. After that I moved to Helena, Montana.
PM: I believe you continued in the reserves after that.
JM: The National Guard. I joined them in 1972 I believe. I went to flight school for
helicopters and became a flight surgeon. I finally retired in l996.
PM: I believe you did retire but I understand you were still on active duty just
recently.
JM: Yes, I retired on my 60th birthday. However with the conflict in Iraq I was
called up again for active duty as a flight surgeon and I saw 13 months in Iraq
in a helicopter squadron. I saw much of Iraq from a Black Hawk helicopter.
PM: As a young Jesse Marcel, how old were you when the incident in Roswell took
place,
JM: I was 11 years old at that time.
PM: What date was this.
JM: It was early July 1947, I’m not sure of the exact date.
PM: Could you just recount the events again of that morning of early July, l947.
JM: As I said, my dad was the base intelligence officer. It was his job to investigate
certain events. He was called out to a ranch northwest of Roswell to pick up some
debris from something that had crashed on the ranch land. And it just so happened
that our house was on the way back to the base, when he was bringing the material
in. He realised the unusual nature of this (material). So he came in the house, woke
up my mother and myself to look at this debris he had found in the desert just outside
of Roswell. He had already pre-positioned this material on the kitchen floor. He
said, “look at this”, he said, "I think this is the remains of a flying saucer”.
PM: So what did this debris look like.
JM: Actually there were three kinds of debris. There was a lot of foil-like debris,
looked almost like today’s aluminium kitchen foil. Some beams that had some very
strange writing or symbols on it. And some black plastic like material. The beams
were the most intriguing part of the whole thing with the symbols.
PM: So was it you who first identified these symbols on the beams or did your father
point them out to you.
JM: Well I like to think I did but I’m not sure. My mother said that she pointed them
out but I like to think I did.
PM: What did the beams look like, what were these symbols.
JM: These were like small I-beams, 12 to 18 inches long. They were about three
eighths of an inch across. The symbols were just like geometric forms printed on the
inside of the I-beam. They had a very distinctive colour of purple or violet. They were
solid and not line drawings, they were solid.
PM: Did your father comment on them at all.
JM: He said something about maybe seeing writing from another civilisation.
PM: So how long did you view this material for.
JM: For probably about 15 to 20 minutes in total. And then I helped him box it back
up and put it into a l942 Buick. Then I’m not sure if he took off back to base that
night or waited until the next morning. But he did take it back to the base at that time.
PM: So were you aware of the excitement in the town at that time when the RAAF
issued its press release stating they had material from a crashed disk.
JM: Well you know, I was busy riding my bicycle and did not pay any attention to
what the town folk were saying and I did not see the newspaper.
PM: So your father was away for a few days.
JM: When he took the material to the base he was gone for a period of time, I’m not
sure how long it was. My understanding is he was ordered by Colonel Blanchard,
the base commander, to fly the debris to Fort Worth Army Air Field, where General
Ramey the 8th Air Force commander could view the wreckage. I’m not sure exactly
how long he was gone but I do know that he sat my mother and myself down and told
us never to talk about this again. To treat it as a non-event, it did not happen, period.
PM: So when was it that you learned that the official explanation had been put out
that it wasn’t a flying saucer but it was instead a weather balloon.
JM: You know I’m not exactly sure when I learned that, it might have been years
later, because I just put it out of my mind, I did not think about it.
PM: Did you talk to your friends about it.
JM: No. It was a taboo subject.
PM: So in the intervening years, it wasn’t until l978 that your father was contacted by
UFO researcher Stanton Friedman. Did your father talk about it in those intervening
years at all.
JM: You know, we would briefly mention it to each other. Like at the grocery
checkout stand, you see these sensation newspapers with headlines like ‘I was
captured by a Venusian’, and we’d kind of look at each other as if to say ‘we know
the real story’.
PM: And of course there is another witness, it’s your mother. What did she make of
all of this.
JM: Well you know, she was a housewife of the 1940’s. She did not say a whole lot,
her place was in the kitchen so-to-speak. So she never really talked much about it. Of
course I was out of the house by the time Stanton Friedman started interviewing my
dad. I was practicing medicine in Helena, Montana at that time.
PM: So you were out of the way.
JM: Yes, out of the way. Out of the loop.
PM: Now it’s quite some time since your father passed away. Did he add anything
further to the story in those last few years when his story became known.
JM: Well I called him weekly on Sundays I guess it was. We would briefly talk about
this to confirm our memories of this, what did it look like, and he confirmed what I
recollected it looked like. And I remember one of the last conversations I had with
him was he had just gone out to Roswell at the behest of one the TV stations in New
Orleans. And they went out to the debris field and when I talked to him and I jokingly
said to him “ was any of it left out there” and his words were “no, they vacuumed that
place up a long time ago”.
PM: Tell us a little bit more about your father. He was a career military man. For
example, what did he do during World War 2.
JM: Well he was with the 509th bomb group, which was the unit that dropped the
atomic bombs on Japan. He did a lot of training with them; he was the intelligence
officer for that unit. They were a handpicked group. They were not fly-by-night
people at all, so was qualified for that. He was out in the Western Pacific during the
war, and then later in preparation for the dropping of the atomic bomb drops on Japan
he was at Tinian where the B29’s took off from to drop the bombs on Hiroshima and
Nagasaki.
PM: Prior to this incident at Roswell happening in l947, the official explanation is that
your father and others, misidentified a weather balloon with a radar reflector attached
to it. Was your father qualified to comment on what balloon and radar target would
look like.
JM: He was very qualified as he had gone through radar school a short time before
that and was well acquainted with what radar targets and weather balloons looked
like. And the equipment that went with them so he knew that what he was looking at
was not a weather balloon or radar target and I can confirm that also.
PM: So if we are to believe the official explanation, for the sake of argument. It
was a weather balloon and your father misidentified it. On his military record was
he ever he reprimanded, was he demoted, was he promoted sideways so-to-speak.
JM: No, I’ve seen his military record and his officer evaluation reports and they
were always of the highest quality. He was well respected, well respected as a
highly trained individual and he was never reprimanded or suffered any kind of any
degradation because of his so-called misidentification, period.
PM: And later in his carer, what was his final rank.
JM: He retired as a Lieutenant Colonel.
PM: So in actual fact he was promoted.
JM: Yes he was promoted over and above from where he was in Roswell.
PM: So where did your father finish his military career.
JM: He was in Washington, not at the Pentagon at an office in town, and I never knew
where that was, so he finished his career in Washington DC. He resigned from the
Air Force as he wanted to return to Louisiana. I think he had had enough of the military
life and was maybe a little disheartened with what was going on at that time with the
Korean War and he wanted to go home.
PM: So you have just lectured at the UFO DATA magazine’s annual conference. Now
one of the tings you talked about was the fact that you were invited to the Capitol
Building some time afterwards, now could you tell us a little bit more about that.
JM: I was busy at my office at home in Helena and my secretary came and said
there’s a gentleman on the line that wants to talk to you. I said I couldn’t right now
as I’m seeing a patient could you please take a number. And she came back and said
that he insisted on talking to you right now. So I got on the phone and yes what can
I do for you. He said well I understand that you’ll be going to Washington DC to a
meeting and I replied that was right. He said that when I got there he wanted to talk
to me about the Roswell thing. So he said when you get there I want you to call me.
So when I got to Washington and I’d checked in to my motel, there was a message
from him already on the phone, so he knew where I was staying. He wanted to meet
the next day in the Capitol Building, room number 228. So I walked up to the Capitol
Building and introduced myself to him, he was a very nice individual. He says we
need to talk about Roswell. So I said okay. But at any rate he asked me if I wanted to
talk in a secure room. I said no, I’m not going to say anything I haven’t already said
many times before. He said well I might tell you something so we are going to talk in
a secure room. Okay. So we got in the elevator and went down many levels below the
capitol Building to where there’s a group of very nicely furnished meeting rooms for
very high-ranking people. He had a book on Roswell pre-positioned on the desk there,
and he pointed to the book and he said, “This is not fiction”. I said well I know it’s
not fiction and when are you guys going to tell everybody about that. He said if it was
up to him he’d have told everyone years ago but it was not up to him
PM: So who was this man. Was he a government official.
JM: His name was Dick D’Amato. He described himself as being with the NSA or the
NSC. So I told him what I know about the Roswell affair. And he said that’s right. He
asked me if I’d ever been threatened by anyone. I told him no I had not. He said he
knew people that had been threatened. So he wrote his name down on a piece of paper
and his telephone number. So he said if I was ever threatened to just give him a call.
But I’ve never had to do that.
PM: In recent years there’s been attempts to slur your fathers good name. If you can’t
destroy the message then shoot the messenger. What do you have to say about that.
JM: Well you know, I just take it as part of the territory, you know I know there’s
going to be people, for their own agenda, want to destroy any notion of UFOs or
flying saucers or Roswell. I just take it as part of the territory.
PM; Now down the years I dare say you’ve spoken to others involved in the incident
at the time. Is there anyone that stands out among the crowd whose testimony you
find most compelling.
JM: I guess there would be Bill Brazel, the rancher’s son, who picked up a piece of
the wreckage up before it was vacuumed up. He put it in his saddlebag and some time
later in a bar in Corona he got drunk and talked about having a piece of it. Then a couple
of days later he had a knock on his door and they wanted the piece back.
PM: Did Bill Brazel describe this material to you. Did it have any unusual properties.
JM: It was described as a foil (material), just like I’d seen.
PM: People have said it was some kind of memory metal. Did Bill Brazel mention
this.
JM: He did not but my dad did. He mentioned that if you folded it up it would unfold.
I myself did not witness that.
PM: Did your father also tell you about the unbreakability of the material.
JM: He related one event where one of the men in his office took a larger piece
that I did not see, and tried to dent it with a sledgehammer and could not make any
permanent marking on it with a 12-pound sledgehammer.
PM: Now we’ve just gone past the 60th anniversary of the Roswell event and you have
published your own book ‘The Roswell Legacy’. Tell me a little bit about the book
and why you have decided to publish it now.
JM: Well I am getting on a little in years and there’s not many people like me left that
had direct knowledge of this event. So I just wanted to get into print, my story, my
thoughts and why I think that the events at Roswell were a real UFO from some place
else. I just wanted to get that down while I still could.
PM: Right, especially if you get called back into active service in Iraq.
JM: Well I started writing the book while in Iraq. Reminders of your mortality are
everywhere there. One night a mortar hit nearby. So you didn’t sleep with your flak
jacket on but after that I started putting my laptop in my flak jacket to protect it. If we
got hit at least the book would survive.
PM: Now you’ve called the book ‘THE ROSWELL LEGACY’. Now in your opinion
what is the legacy of Roswell Incident.
JM: The legacy is to acknowledge the fact that we are not alone in this universe. That
there are other civilisations out there and more importantly is that they know how to
get here from there, so they are more advanced. And I think one of the messages is
that they are more advanced than we are so they have probably survived their own
nuclear adolescence. So the message is if that others can survive this and warfare then
maybe we can too.
PM: So one last thing. The United States Air Force official position still remains
that the crash at Roswell was a balloon, or even Project Mogul, which is still just a
balloon. What do you say to that.
JM: Well a balloon is a balloon is a balloon. Project Mogul’s mission was top secret
but the material they used was just off-the-shelf material, radar targets and balloons.
There was no difference just the mission that was different.
PM: Now you’ve seen you father’s photographs taken at Fort Worth just after the
incident. He is holding this wreckage on the floor.
JM: No, it definitely was not. You know that’s what is funny about this whole thing.
If you look at my dad’s face when he’s holding up this obvious radar target. He face is
like ‘you’ve got to be kidding me, this is not the real stuff, they switched it’.
PM: So what would you say to anyone who doubts the extraterrestrial idea of the
crash at Roswell.
JM: Stay tuned and look to the skies because they are out there.
PM: Dr Jesse Marcel, thank you very much.
I must say that it was a real pleasure to spend the day with Dr Jesse Marcel jr and to
be able to take time for an interview with him. Irrespective of your thoughts on what
happened at Roswell you cannot doubt the honesty and sincerity of this man. I would
heartily recommend you add The Roswell Legacy to your book collection and you
can order a copy online at: www.theroswelllegacy.com.

Philip Mantle is an international author, lecturer and broadcaster on the subject of
UFOs. He can be contacted at: philip@mantle8353.fsworld.co.uk.

We want to thank Philip for sending this interview with Jesse Marcel.
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Jesse Marcel, Jr.

My focus in this book will be to present the reader with a clearer picture of the man who was - and remains - at the center of the Roswell controversy; my father, Jesse Marcel, Sr. While I must acknowledge that my own account carries within its own bias, I realize that my duty to my father is to present him as the man he was, as accurately as possible, lest I fall into the same trap as those who have allowed their own biases and agendas to paint a portrait that is not as much the man as what he represents to them and their goals. As such, I feel I am the only living person truly qualified to wield the brush. I hope I serve his memory well.

Thank you Philip Mantel for sending this very interesting interview!