In 1969 my dad was stationed at Fort Richardson Army Base, Alaska. There was a TV news story about a UFO that was spotted landing in the distance. Local investigators found the landing site and documented the marks in the ground from the landing gear and the burn on the ground from the UFO thrusters. I was seven years old and the story of aliens landing nearby excited me in ways I hadn’t experienced before. The Army and Air Force both claimed they had no knowledge of any activities in the area. That weekend, my dad returned from a joint army/marines training mission where he interacted with the “UFO”. It was a Harrier jet. Dad and his pals watched the news about the UFO landing and laughed at how stupid people were. That UFO didn’t turn out to be alien, but I was hooked on the feeling I had when I thought it was. My obsession with the paranormal, along with a healthy skepticism was thusly born.
Later, I was an Air Force electronics technician at a research base in Massachusetts. I worked with a lieutenant who was doing his own UFO research. He had found some old antigravity patents and I made a working model of one. It kind of worked.
I also worked on a project which took me to Wright Patterson AFB where I looked for hanger 18 because I was into the Roswell thing at the time. I found it. The doors were open for all to see, but that was 1983 so they probably moved the aliens by then. Or maybe they changed the numbers around to throw me off the trail.
Okay, I confess to wanting it all to be true: Bigfoot, UFOs, Nessie, crop circles, ghosts, cattle mutilation, telekinesis, you name it. But I am also a skeptic and have not yet been convinced of any of these things. I listen to The Paracast, other similar shows, and watch many of those ridiculous reality shows, ever hopeful of finding that irrefutable evidence that proves there is something “out there”.
Later, I was an Air Force electronics technician at a research base in Massachusetts. I worked with a lieutenant who was doing his own UFO research. He had found some old antigravity patents and I made a working model of one. It kind of worked.
I also worked on a project which took me to Wright Patterson AFB where I looked for hanger 18 because I was into the Roswell thing at the time. I found it. The doors were open for all to see, but that was 1983 so they probably moved the aliens by then. Or maybe they changed the numbers around to throw me off the trail.
Okay, I confess to wanting it all to be true: Bigfoot, UFOs, Nessie, crop circles, ghosts, cattle mutilation, telekinesis, you name it. But I am also a skeptic and have not yet been convinced of any of these things. I listen to The Paracast, other similar shows, and watch many of those ridiculous reality shows, ever hopeful of finding that irrefutable evidence that proves there is something “out there”.