Posted 09 March 2012 - 07:13 PM
I'm going to post this again, as it seems to be relevant to this thread. I posted this originally in 2008. I'm sure some of you will remember it. This is my experience...
First and foremost, I’m not gonna give out any real names because in the end it’s not gonna matter and we
all know this is going to be just another story told by someone who knows someone and posted on the internet.
After all, as I’ve said before, you’re not gonna find the evidence you need to convince you of anything relating to
Roswell or anything else alien on your computer monitor anyway and this isn’t gonna change that fact, but you
know that.
This is from Friday and I wasn’t about to write things down, so this is from memory as best as I can recall.
We spent Friday night celebrating our friends birthday by bar-hopping. There were three couples total.
We had lunch around two thirty and started the hopping around four o’clock.
It was a nice semi-quiet bar we landed in where I had to wait for a break in the conversation,
(With our three wives, those are few and far between) when I reminded our friend, we’ll call him ‘Steve’, that he
has to tell me about his dad and Roswell. This was completely new to our other friends because they weren’t at
the dinner where he dropped that bomb on us (this would only be the second time the other two couples had
hung out together). But, before Steve could even start on the story, the other husband, ‘Dave’, chimes in with,
“Y’know, the guy who lets us...’ but his wife covered his mouth before he could say anything else, telling him,
”Shut up, I wanna hear this”.
Keep in mind, I’ve known Steve and his wife about two years, the other couple, probably about seven years and
none of us had ever discussed a subject like this and they didn’t know of my interest in it.
In fact, I’m not sure they really care much about it much because I mentioned that I’ve had sightings of my own
(I told them this after Steve told his dad’s story) and they never asked me a thing about them.
Steve’s dad was fresh out of the Marines and went straight to work security at the labs in Los Alamos. He
found out much later in life that his father was a “bad-a--”, green beret type that even the FBI used on
occasion. Example: They had neighbors that moved in next door to them and lived there for about seven years.
Turns out this family was in FBI protective custody and he was their keeper (for lack of a better word), and his own
family was oblivious to that fact.
Anyway, he was fairly new to the labs when they got the call. According to his dad, they were the first to
arrive at the crash site (and it sounded like that was arranged, that they would be first on scene to examine things)
and only the state police were there sooner and only to surround the area on the ranch. They walked up to three
dead bodies near the wreckage ( I can’t remember how many LANL security personnel went, but it was at least three).
Typical grey alien description. The craft was broken up and appeared to be no more than 12‘ to 15’ in diameter,
or used to be.
Now, I haven’t studied the Roswell incident in-depth so I’m not sure how this coincides with other stories but
there’s stuff he’s telling me regarding the crash is completely different from anything else I’ve heard about it.
For instance, I’ve never heard these two things:
The first thing he said they had to do was strap the largest part of the wrecked craft down because it was
acting like it wanted to take off. I don’t know if it was jumping up and down, vibrating or what.
The second part I’d never heard before was that this thing was so light, two soldiers lifted and loaded the
largest part onto the truck with ease.
I then asked about the ‘memory metal’ and I guess he talked to his dad about this too. It had nothing to do
with the shell of the craft. The best that he could tell, it came from inside it. I thought this would be the extent
of the memory metal talk but then he said his dad played with it, and sure enough, if you were gentle with it,
you could manipulate it. It was when you traumatized it, a punch, hit it with a rock, it instantly became rigid.
I’d never heard that that was how it ‘worked’.
At this point, I’m starting my second or third beer of the night and wondering what the hell Dave was going to
interject before we began talking but Steve wasn’t done yet, so I would wait to ask him as I’m still trying to
absorb everything he’s telling us anyway. Even the chicks were quiet and listening intently! I know, right?
Steve had told me it wasn’t a long story, but try typing this out!
From there, they shipped everything off somewhere and I can’t remember if he said the base or the labs, but I think
he said the labs.
That’s where he was gonna stop with the story until I asked if his dad was ever threatened if he talked.
Holy crap.
He said his dad was never threatened and he assumed it was because of how high up the chain these
guys were at the time. If they ever signed anything promising to keep quiet about whatever, it was probably done
at the start of their careers at the labs.
Remember his dad was “fresh out of the Marines” when he started working at LANL. Two of the guards that were
with him at the crash site had been working there for awhile before he arrived. Six months after the clean-up at Roswell,
one of these men retired. One year after the event, the other retired. Both were dead within months of leaving the
labs. “If you were working for the labs, you were safe,” his dad told him. I didn’t ask Steve how they died and I’m not
sure he knew.
His dad had to retire too at some point, right? So I asked him how that went. “As soon as he retired, we were gone.
We moved so much man, it wasn’t unusal for me to go to two different schools in a year.” He said his dad never carried
a gun with him until he retired and wasn’t without after he did. “As soon as my dad got a ‘feeling’, we got lost.”
They eventually got back to New Mexico and stayed. That one incident in Roswell affected Steve’s life growing up and he
wasn’t born until 1963!
Now I turn to Dave and ask what he was gonna say after I brought up Roswell. “The guy that lets us hunt on his land,
in Corona, said he saw the wreckage too. He was friends with the guy that owned the ranch and he had him come down to look
at something. After he took a look at it, he said it wasn’t anything from earth.” Not sure he had any more details than that.
I figured that was about it and we’d finish our drinks and move on, then Dave added, “My dad worked at the labs for three
years too. He only had one thing really weird happen to him.” We all waited for him to continue and this is what he told us:
His dad was being escorted through a secure building by two guards and in one huge room that they were simply passing through,
he noticed a partition or curtain dividing the room which seemed out of place. “Is that where you’re hiding the little green monsters?”
he asked. They turned him around, escorted him out of that building, into another secure building, sat him down and threatened,
“Any more questions or talk of that nature and you will be stripped of your clearance.” I’m sure he never said anything like that again.
After this, talk turned to the hollowed out Manzano mountains and how Dave’s dad talked about being escorted through there also.
One armed guard in front of him, one in back and he was told to keep his eyes to the floor until otherwise notified. I need to
ask him what his dad’s job was at the labs.
That was about it. I couldn’t make that up if I wanted to. Since I began writing this out, I took a break and downloaded my first
book about the incident, “The Day After Roswell” to see if any of it matched anything these guys told me. Little if any did. Only
reference to how light the craft was (Corso’s version has it in one piece). I’ve only read his account of the crash and clean-up and
I’ll finish the rest of the book later. Now, I’m left wondering how different every book about this incident is from one another.
We had a blast the rest of the night with our good friends and it was never brought up again!
Record post for me!
Now I’m done.
"At it's most basic level, science is supposed to represent the investigation of the unexplained, not the explanation of the uninvestigated."
- Hunt for the Skinwalker
"So many people forget that the first country the Nazis invaded was their own." Dr. Abraham Erskine