Unky
Martian Baby
To all forum members:
Many of you may remember the John Ford affair back in the 1990's. He was the founder the Long Island UFO Network that was charged with the attempted assassination of several local politicians with radium. This all allegedly occurred post-Brookhaven; an incident in which he was deeply involved.
I recall Ford had many defenders including some people from the now defunct ORTK who loudly echoed his allegations that he was the victim of a government conspiracy to frame him. Ford is currently a permanent guest in an upstate New York mental institution. He recently sent this letter to Kelly Freeman to try to get his side of the story out, and asked that she make it available to researchers and post it on the Internet.
Sunday May 24th, 2009
Dear Kelly,
This letter is the one I promised you several weeks ago when I
last wrote you. It is going to fill in the gaps and spaces in my
story and my background. I don't know if you will value me as a
friend after I tell you the story or if you will understand my
perspective. I leave it up to you and hope that you'll
understand.
It all began in my college days. I was a college student during
the Vietnam War when the college campuses were aflame and there
were radicals on both sides of the political fence. I was an
outspoken Conservative student leader on my college campus and
led the fight on my college campus against the radical leftist
organization Students For A Democratic Society and the Black
Panthers. I also was involved in Conservative Party Politics off
the campus too. I was widely known on campus and off.
Little did I know that my activities would attract outside
attention. I learned the following years later from my friend
John who was in a position to know the truth.
I worked after school at Macy's Jamaica branch store in Jamaica
Queens about eight blocks from where I was to live in Queens.
While working there one night after school the personnel manager
for the store brought a new sales girl to my department to work
with me and the other salespeople. She immediately singled me
out and over a week began to flirt with me until I began to
notice her and finally worked up the courage to ask her out.
After the movie we went to her parent's home which was close by
the movie theatre. Both her parents were out visiting friends
leaving us alone in the apartment.
One of the things I noticed the moment I entered the apartment
was a floor to ceiling mirror in the living room. It appeared
unusual and also quite unique. After a short spell the girl
attempted to seduce me and made no attempt to conceal her
intent. I did not take her up on the invitation and left shortly
after.
Little did I know that I was the intended victim of a KGB Honey
Pot operation. The girl, her parents and the personnel manager
were all KGB agents assigned to compromise me and black mail me
into working for the KGB as a spy. I would later learn that I
was a victim of a nationwide operation by the KGB to recruit
Conserva- tive youth leaders as potential spies should they
enter government service. In the 1930's they did the same thing
with young liberals to turn them into red agents. Remember Alger
Hiss, Owen Hatlimore and Martin Currie? The Russians realized
that the voting patterns were changing in the sixties and
seventies drift- ing to more Conservative issues and political
leadership. They wanted to recruit spies so they could once
again infiltrate our Government. During my Senior and Junior
years in college I started working for the NYPD photographing
radical student leaders and their demonstrations on campus. I
was working for the police unit known as Special Services for a
detective friend of my best friend in college. He recruited me
to work for him. The detective's name was John Judge. Little did
I know this would lead me to a career in law enforcement and
also to a secret carreer in another one. It seemed that the
honey pot operation and my work for the NYPD attracted the
attention of another spy organiza- tion.
During my years in college I made very close friendship with
another conservative activist who will be known as Walter. We
became very close friends over the years and became very good
friends. Little did I know that he had another side and a very
sinister one.
In my senior year I made a friendship with another gentlemen by
the name of John who was working for the ATF dept. in the
Treasury Dept catching gun runners and gathering intelligence on
campus radicals. He knew of my work for the NYPD and got me
interested in joining the New York City Auxiliary Police. Little
did I know that he worked for the CIA also and was sent to
recruit me for the CIA. Later on he would orient me towards a
career in law enforcement and later train me to do covert
operations for the CIA.
It appears my friend Walter had a double identity and was in
fact a deep cover , deep penetration Soviet Agent for the KGB. I
was recruited to keep tabs on the red bastard and report on his
friends and activities. I would do this for some 16 years and at
great risk to myself. My mother, my father my brother and my
sister knew nothing of my secret life nor did the rest of my
family. It was a well kept secret.
Not only did I do this operation, but I also was used for
covert air operations and para-military operations. Again I
could not reveal anything of what I did.
I was also used for covert surveillance and monitoring assign-
ments on KGB operations in the New York City Metropolitan area.
After I graduated college I continued my operations agains my
old college buddy Walter. I was also used for the other
activities as I described.
In 1973 I joined the court system as a court officer and was
assigned to Brooklyn Criminal Court at Schemerhorn Street in
Downtown Brooklyn. In July 1974 I was promoted to Senior Court
Officer and assigned to Brooklyn Supreme Court on Adams Street
in Downtown Brooklyn just six blocks from the Criminal Court
House. In January 1975 I was transferred to the Dangerous Drug
Division of Supreme Court located in the Brooklyn Criminal Court
House. The C.O. of the Drug Division I would later learn was the
Mid Atlantic Regional Director for Covert Operations for the
CIA. It was no mistake that I was assigned there.
In 1978 New York State assumed direct administration of the
Courts County by County. The same year the Dangerous Drug
Division was reorganized with the Violent Felony Division of
Brooklyn Supreme Court. In 1979 I moved my mother and myself out
to Bellport after my father's death. In 1982 I won a transfer to
Suffolk County Supreme Court and there I remained until I
retired in 1993.
In 1987 Richard Stout and I met and became friends sharing a
interest in war gaming and military scale modeling and also the
subject of UFOs.
1987 was the same year I did my last job for the CIA and became
inactive. My friend Walter had been deactivated by us and
rendered useless by our operations to the KGB. In 1987, I
attended his wedding as my last surveillance duty and reported
on who attended the affair.
In 1988 Richard Stout and I began researching UFOs on Long
Island and talked about forming a research organization to
report on activity on Long Island after being urged on by
researchers such as Dick Ruhl, Phil Imbrogno, John Lear and
Linda Moulton Howe. In January 1989 Richard and I agreed to form
a new organization with Richard giving it the name of the Long
Island UFO Network. It was the same month as the animal
mutilation wave hit the island. In April Richard and I had our
first UFO sighting and after appearing on the Joel Martin Show
on which we reported our sighting announced the next month the
formation of LIUFON. With the formation of LIUFON the Hotline
never stopped ringing. Long Island UFO Network began reporting
on the activity on Long Island and made history. We attracted
national and international attention and little did we know we
attracted the attention of other nation's intelligence services.
In 1993 I retired from the courts because of a line of duty
back injury that resulted in a permanent disability. In 1995 my
mother died of metasitized lung cancer leaving me devastated at
the personal loss. I made up for the loss by concentrating on my
UFO research and investigating the South Haven Park Incident of
1992.
In January 1996 I was contacted by Joe Zuppardo to come to his
home and meet a close personal friend of his who wanted to join
LIUFON and get involved in investigating UFOs. So one night I
went to Zuppardo's address and met his child- hood friend Joe
Mazzuchelli. He appeared to be a nice guy and we struck up a
friendship. That night I drove him home and he promised to come
by my home and sign up as a member which he did a few days
later. He also took an investigator's application and applied
for a position.
After meeting him he became a frequent visitor and it was
nearly impossible to keep him away. He showed an impassioned
appetite to learn all he could about UFOs. He attended our
regular meetings along with his buddy Sal Marino who was a long
time friend who he brought to meet me at my home.
The one weekend in March of 1996 he came to me asking if he
could borrow my old pickup truck to move his girlfriend's be-
longings from her old boyfriend's house up to his uncle's place
in Port Jefferson where he was going to store it in his
basement. He had the truck for a week and came to my house on a
Wednesday night asking if he could keep the truck for a few more
days. He also told me he had a friend by the name of Rocket
who lived near South Haven Park and had gone into the park after
watching the UFO crash and made it to the crash site minutes
after it had impacted on a fire road in the park. He saw what
was left of the craft and mentioned that there were a lot of
Park Rangers and Police around the site. Joe said his friend was
willing to talk to us and he would meet with me at the
Manorville Diner in Manorville on Rte 111 on Friday morning.
That Thursday night Joe took my truck and drove up North Ocean
Ave to get to the LIE to get to visit Joe Zuppardo. He was
followed by four big men in an official Suffolk County Motor
Pool car. They cut Joe off as he entered the service road to the
LIE and forced him to the side and dragged him out of the truck
beating him severely about the face and the body. Before they
left they told him stop investigating things that are not your
business.
The next morning I was awakened by a early morning telephone
call by Joe warning me not to keep the appointment with Rocket
and to stay all day at home not to venture outside. He told me
what happened and told me he would be over to my house to return
the truck and show me what happened.
That afternoon he came to my house and showed me bruises and
lacerations about his face and body from the assault. He related
the series of events and told me what they had done and said. I
said it sounded like it may have been meant for me not for him.
He agreed with me that this was a possibility but for what
reason was beyond us. I photographed his face and body capturing
both the bruises and the lacerations. That afternoon we both
went to the scene of the crime and photographed the area.
End Part 1
Many of you may remember the John Ford affair back in the 1990's. He was the founder the Long Island UFO Network that was charged with the attempted assassination of several local politicians with radium. This all allegedly occurred post-Brookhaven; an incident in which he was deeply involved.
I recall Ford had many defenders including some people from the now defunct ORTK who loudly echoed his allegations that he was the victim of a government conspiracy to frame him. Ford is currently a permanent guest in an upstate New York mental institution. He recently sent this letter to Kelly Freeman to try to get his side of the story out, and asked that she make it available to researchers and post it on the Internet.
Sunday May 24th, 2009
Dear Kelly,
This letter is the one I promised you several weeks ago when I
last wrote you. It is going to fill in the gaps and spaces in my
story and my background. I don't know if you will value me as a
friend after I tell you the story or if you will understand my
perspective. I leave it up to you and hope that you'll
understand.
It all began in my college days. I was a college student during
the Vietnam War when the college campuses were aflame and there
were radicals on both sides of the political fence. I was an
outspoken Conservative student leader on my college campus and
led the fight on my college campus against the radical leftist
organization Students For A Democratic Society and the Black
Panthers. I also was involved in Conservative Party Politics off
the campus too. I was widely known on campus and off.
Little did I know that my activities would attract outside
attention. I learned the following years later from my friend
John who was in a position to know the truth.
I worked after school at Macy's Jamaica branch store in Jamaica
Queens about eight blocks from where I was to live in Queens.
While working there one night after school the personnel manager
for the store brought a new sales girl to my department to work
with me and the other salespeople. She immediately singled me
out and over a week began to flirt with me until I began to
notice her and finally worked up the courage to ask her out.
After the movie we went to her parent's home which was close by
the movie theatre. Both her parents were out visiting friends
leaving us alone in the apartment.
One of the things I noticed the moment I entered the apartment
was a floor to ceiling mirror in the living room. It appeared
unusual and also quite unique. After a short spell the girl
attempted to seduce me and made no attempt to conceal her
intent. I did not take her up on the invitation and left shortly
after.
Little did I know that I was the intended victim of a KGB Honey
Pot operation. The girl, her parents and the personnel manager
were all KGB agents assigned to compromise me and black mail me
into working for the KGB as a spy. I would later learn that I
was a victim of a nationwide operation by the KGB to recruit
Conserva- tive youth leaders as potential spies should they
enter government service. In the 1930's they did the same thing
with young liberals to turn them into red agents. Remember Alger
Hiss, Owen Hatlimore and Martin Currie? The Russians realized
that the voting patterns were changing in the sixties and
seventies drift- ing to more Conservative issues and political
leadership. They wanted to recruit spies so they could once
again infiltrate our Government. During my Senior and Junior
years in college I started working for the NYPD photographing
radical student leaders and their demonstrations on campus. I
was working for the police unit known as Special Services for a
detective friend of my best friend in college. He recruited me
to work for him. The detective's name was John Judge. Little did
I know this would lead me to a career in law enforcement and
also to a secret carreer in another one. It seemed that the
honey pot operation and my work for the NYPD attracted the
attention of another spy organiza- tion.
During my years in college I made very close friendship with
another conservative activist who will be known as Walter. We
became very close friends over the years and became very good
friends. Little did I know that he had another side and a very
sinister one.
In my senior year I made a friendship with another gentlemen by
the name of John who was working for the ATF dept. in the
Treasury Dept catching gun runners and gathering intelligence on
campus radicals. He knew of my work for the NYPD and got me
interested in joining the New York City Auxiliary Police. Little
did I know that he worked for the CIA also and was sent to
recruit me for the CIA. Later on he would orient me towards a
career in law enforcement and later train me to do covert
operations for the CIA.
It appears my friend Walter had a double identity and was in
fact a deep cover , deep penetration Soviet Agent for the KGB. I
was recruited to keep tabs on the red bastard and report on his
friends and activities. I would do this for some 16 years and at
great risk to myself. My mother, my father my brother and my
sister knew nothing of my secret life nor did the rest of my
family. It was a well kept secret.
Not only did I do this operation, but I also was used for
covert air operations and para-military operations. Again I
could not reveal anything of what I did.
I was also used for covert surveillance and monitoring assign-
ments on KGB operations in the New York City Metropolitan area.
After I graduated college I continued my operations agains my
old college buddy Walter. I was also used for the other
activities as I described.
In 1973 I joined the court system as a court officer and was
assigned to Brooklyn Criminal Court at Schemerhorn Street in
Downtown Brooklyn. In July 1974 I was promoted to Senior Court
Officer and assigned to Brooklyn Supreme Court on Adams Street
in Downtown Brooklyn just six blocks from the Criminal Court
House. In January 1975 I was transferred to the Dangerous Drug
Division of Supreme Court located in the Brooklyn Criminal Court
House. The C.O. of the Drug Division I would later learn was the
Mid Atlantic Regional Director for Covert Operations for the
CIA. It was no mistake that I was assigned there.
In 1978 New York State assumed direct administration of the
Courts County by County. The same year the Dangerous Drug
Division was reorganized with the Violent Felony Division of
Brooklyn Supreme Court. In 1979 I moved my mother and myself out
to Bellport after my father's death. In 1982 I won a transfer to
Suffolk County Supreme Court and there I remained until I
retired in 1993.
In 1987 Richard Stout and I met and became friends sharing a
interest in war gaming and military scale modeling and also the
subject of UFOs.
1987 was the same year I did my last job for the CIA and became
inactive. My friend Walter had been deactivated by us and
rendered useless by our operations to the KGB. In 1987, I
attended his wedding as my last surveillance duty and reported
on who attended the affair.
In 1988 Richard Stout and I began researching UFOs on Long
Island and talked about forming a research organization to
report on activity on Long Island after being urged on by
researchers such as Dick Ruhl, Phil Imbrogno, John Lear and
Linda Moulton Howe. In January 1989 Richard and I agreed to form
a new organization with Richard giving it the name of the Long
Island UFO Network. It was the same month as the animal
mutilation wave hit the island. In April Richard and I had our
first UFO sighting and after appearing on the Joel Martin Show
on which we reported our sighting announced the next month the
formation of LIUFON. With the formation of LIUFON the Hotline
never stopped ringing. Long Island UFO Network began reporting
on the activity on Long Island and made history. We attracted
national and international attention and little did we know we
attracted the attention of other nation's intelligence services.
In 1993 I retired from the courts because of a line of duty
back injury that resulted in a permanent disability. In 1995 my
mother died of metasitized lung cancer leaving me devastated at
the personal loss. I made up for the loss by concentrating on my
UFO research and investigating the South Haven Park Incident of
1992.
In January 1996 I was contacted by Joe Zuppardo to come to his
home and meet a close personal friend of his who wanted to join
LIUFON and get involved in investigating UFOs. So one night I
went to Zuppardo's address and met his child- hood friend Joe
Mazzuchelli. He appeared to be a nice guy and we struck up a
friendship. That night I drove him home and he promised to come
by my home and sign up as a member which he did a few days
later. He also took an investigator's application and applied
for a position.
After meeting him he became a frequent visitor and it was
nearly impossible to keep him away. He showed an impassioned
appetite to learn all he could about UFOs. He attended our
regular meetings along with his buddy Sal Marino who was a long
time friend who he brought to meet me at my home.
The one weekend in March of 1996 he came to me asking if he
could borrow my old pickup truck to move his girlfriend's be-
longings from her old boyfriend's house up to his uncle's place
in Port Jefferson where he was going to store it in his
basement. He had the truck for a week and came to my house on a
Wednesday night asking if he could keep the truck for a few more
days. He also told me he had a friend by the name of Rocket
who lived near South Haven Park and had gone into the park after
watching the UFO crash and made it to the crash site minutes
after it had impacted on a fire road in the park. He saw what
was left of the craft and mentioned that there were a lot of
Park Rangers and Police around the site. Joe said his friend was
willing to talk to us and he would meet with me at the
Manorville Diner in Manorville on Rte 111 on Friday morning.
That Thursday night Joe took my truck and drove up North Ocean
Ave to get to the LIE to get to visit Joe Zuppardo. He was
followed by four big men in an official Suffolk County Motor
Pool car. They cut Joe off as he entered the service road to the
LIE and forced him to the side and dragged him out of the truck
beating him severely about the face and the body. Before they
left they told him stop investigating things that are not your
business.
The next morning I was awakened by a early morning telephone
call by Joe warning me not to keep the appointment with Rocket
and to stay all day at home not to venture outside. He told me
what happened and told me he would be over to my house to return
the truck and show me what happened.
That afternoon he came to my house and showed me bruises and
lacerations about his face and body from the assault. He related
the series of events and told me what they had done and said. I
said it sounded like it may have been meant for me not for him.
He agreed with me that this was a possibility but for what
reason was beyond us. I photographed his face and body capturing
both the bruises and the lacerations. That afternoon we both
went to the scene of the crime and photographed the area.
End Part 1