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Monday, August 24, 2015

Reviving Ritchie, Part 2, His Visions of Hell

Source: George G. Ritchie, Jr., MD, My Life After Dying, Charlottesville, VA: Hampton Roads, 1991, 1998. Italics are quotes from the book.

In Part I of this series, we followed George Ritchie’s life as he joins the Army, dies of double lobar pneumonia, meets Jesus Christ, the Son of God, and accompanies his mighty Lord on a tour of inter-dimensional realms. When he returned, he married, went on to med school, became an MD, then proceeded to receive a degree in psychiatry. It took him many years to be able to process and describe his experience in 1943 when he was only 20 years old. He describes Jesus more fully in this second book. He had blue eyes and chestnut hair parted in the middle. He was over 6’2”. This was no sweet, gentle Jesus, meek, weak or mild. Here stood a robust male who radiated strength. [Note to the UFO community: Jesus was not an alien.]

The young George Ritchie was shown five inter-dimensional realms. The beings in those realms could not see Ritchie and Jesus, nor could they see the other realms. They could only see their own. This fact alone was worth the price of the book for me, because I have studied these realms long before being aware of Ritchie’s book, and I wondered why they were all so different and so oblivious of other modes of existence. When Jesus was on earth, He spoke of “many mansions.” Perhaps he was referencing what Ritchie called ‘realms.’



The first realm was earth. After an exquisitely detailed life review, in which Ritchie understood that the whole purpose of life is to learn to love, he and Jesus just went up through the roof and flew at an impossible speed toward a large city. There was no mention of them climbing into a UFO or flaming chariot, by the way. They just flew. In the earthly city he saw living humans and ghostly entities sharing the streets and offices together. The living, who were distinguished by an aura of light surrounding them, were utterly unaware of the ghosts, who had no such aura. Ritchie saw people who died in the thrall of addiction, unforgiveness, greed, selfishness, a desire for control, suicide, etc. They were all chained to the earth by their unresolved obsessions and emotions and the consequences of their actions, but they couldn’t touch, change, or influence anything. Still, they tried. They grabbed for cigarettes in a bar, fought over drinks they couldn’t lift, apologized over and over to hurt loved ones, and spewed advice to deaf ears. They were suspended in misery.

Ritchie calls this realm “astral.” An important insight from his first book is that certain conditions, like passing out in a drunken stupor, can crack open that protective aura, leaving an opportunity for a lingering ghost to actually enter that body and share its space and experiences. The original soul must then share the body with a completely different soul that can influence the mood and thoughts of the person affected.

The second realm, “Astral, Purgatory? Terrestrial?” was deeper into the astral dimension and was not mentioned in the first book. It was like a city imposed over the earthly city, but it wasn’t actually of earth. Dr. Ritchie wasn’t sure what to call it. It was a city like any other, but it was totally inhabited by astral beings. We were still in the same area where the large city had been visible, but all I could now see were dwelling places where the astral beings lived, which were definitely of a less dense, or more ethereal material than our dwellings. I had the impression they were more of a product of these beings’ thoughts than are dwellings in our human realm. In this realm people of like thinking congregated together. When souls arrived, as many did due to the war, they lingered in a trance-like state until angels helped them to awaken and realize that they are still alive in an eternal sense. There was no “soul sleep.” In spite of what Ritchie referred to uncertainly as angels, there were places in this realm where a soul might feel uncomfortable or threatened. In his uncertainty, he writes, Maybe this is the realm Jesus referred to as paradise when he spoke to the thief on the cross. As you can see by the various titles that I have placed upon it, I do not know what to call it.

The third realm was not difficult to name—“Hell,” but perhaps only a layer of hell. Here were suicides who killed themselves out of revenge, hatred, bitterness, jealousy, and a disdain for themselves and others. We were in another location of this plane. We were standing on a high porch in front of this huge building. What I saw horrified me more than anything I have ever seen in life. Since you could tell what the beings in this place thought, you knew they were filled with hate, deceit, lies, self-righteousness bordering on megalomania, and lewd sexual aggressiveness that were causing them to carry out all kinds of abominable acts on one another…Here was a place totally devoid of love.



My question: did these souls receive a life review? Dr. Ritchie wrote of his impression that it was still possible for these horrid beings to continue spiritual growth if and when they choose. Whether he was given to understand this or assumed it due to his own caring nature I cannot say. Christian doctrine says hell is final and eternal. Frankly, I hope Ritchie is right. Some NDEers have described being thrown into fiery caves or even total darkness. Robert Monroe’s weird OBE world was full of creepy, lewd, and dangerous entities that had to be avoided very carefully.

The fourth realm, “Knowledge, Paradise? Terrestrial?” It is this realm which removes forever the concept that we stop learning or progressing in knowledge when we die. I could call this realm the realm of research, or the mental realm, or the realm of intellectual, scientific, and religious knowledge. All would be correct. In his first book, Ritchie called this the Temple of Wisdom. In the second he describes a musical observatory from whence came glorious music. There seemed to be ‘centers of learning’ similar to our universities and research facilities. There was a building with at least four floor levels connected by escalator-like stairs.

I picked up an intensity of concentration, dedication and loyalty to their fellow workers that showed a high sense of integrity. So these were not the evil scientists who falsified data or plagiarized another’s work. Some of the instruments that Ritchie saw there in 1943 appeared in a 1952 Life Magazine article about the second US atomic submarine. That particular experience put Ritchie in the company of remote viewers. Remote viewing as a spying technique did not develop until the 1970’s.

Next they moved to the largest building that Ritchie had ever seen. All of the holy books of the universe were stored there. The researchers in this library wore brown robes like monks as they studied the various approaches to God in the universe. Jesus communicated an interesting, if not contradictory thought to Ritchie, “You are right, for if I, Love, be lifted up, I shall draw all men unto me. If you come to know the Father, you will come to know me. If you come to know Me, you will know that Love includes all beings regardless of their race, creeds, or color. In the Bible, Jesus said that if you came to know Him, you would know the Father. Here he turns that statement around for those seeking God with no reference to Christ. So jihad, in which we kill the infidel, does not wash in this realm of existence. (Jesus seems to be implying that somewhere in time, or timelessness, these souls will find their way to both God the Father and thereby to Himself. This is consistent with universal love, but Jesus is still the gateway to the Kingdom of God.)

The Fifth Realm was also easy to name because it was a glimpse of “Heaven.” To see it, he and Jesus had to leave the planet. Unlike beings from the other realms, two beings from the emerging holy city were able to see Ritchie and Christ, and like Him, they glowed with brilliant light and love. But before Ritchie could interact with these joyful entities, Jesus and Ritchie started the trip back. The Lord had one more revelation for the young soldier.

Just before losing consciousness Ritchie was shown two timelines. In the first, natural disasters such as hurricanes and volcanoes became stronger and more destructive. People became more selfish; governments fell apart as people thought only of themselves. There were explosions all over the planet and armies marched on the US from the south. In the second timeline, love increased. We took better care of the planet and of each other. Rather than extinction, mankind began to thrive. Jesus stated that He came to earth to show us by the life He led how to love. We must pay attention to that life and choose which fate will prevail on the earth. My own feeling is that, if Ritchie’s experience is real, then both of those timelines are happening at once. There is more love and more hatred on the earth today than ever before. More concern for the environment, and more greedy poachers with AK-47s.

There is a lot that is missing in Ritchie’s messianic revelation. There were no demons, and no mention of Christ’s redeeming grace in the sense of a Christian theology. I would say that God’s forgiveness and grace was shown in the lack of judgment and anger in Christ’s demeanor. Scoundrels were cast into lower kinds of existence because they were not ready for anything better when they died. God’s children received the reward promised them in the Bible, but it wasn’t that God hated the one and loved the other. He loved them all.


There is going to be one more part to this series. I have already blogged about Dr. Ian Stevenson’s work in reincarnation research. It turns out that Ritchie and Stevenson were good friends, and worked at the same Department of Psychiatry at the University of Virginia School of Medicine. In Part III, I want to revisit Dr. Stevenson’s work in reincarnation.

Reviving Ritchie, Part 1, His NDE Journey with Jesus

From the book, Return from Tomorrow, by George G. Ritchie, 30th Anniversary Edition, Grand Rapids: Chosen, 2007.

In my last post, I blogged about Kat Kerr’s visions of heaven. My conclusions as to the integrity of her story were quite negative. In 2010 I blogged about the story of Dr. George Ritchie, who passed away in 2007. That story rarely receives a visit on my blog, perhaps because his near-death experience happened a generation ago. The event occurred in 1943. His book came out in 1978 and was a sensation for quite a few years.

Today, however, few know who he is, in spite of the fact that his NDE experience was particularly enlightening. It occurred long before talking about NDE’s was popular, and way before any medical or professional personality studied these experiences in a scientific way. In my two-part series of 2010, I glossed over the details of Ritchie’s experience because I wanted to contrast his narrative with that of Michael Newton, a hypnotherapist who regresses his clients to discover who they were in past lives. In this series, I want to focus just on Ritchie. Assuming that my readers will not bother to buy his book, I will reproduce here many of his own words about what he saw and heard.

The story began in late September,1943, when 20-year-old George Ritchie of Richmond, Virginia signed up to serve in the Army. He was stationed at Camp Barkeley in Texas. He deliberately delayed his planned attendance at the Medical College of Virginia in his home town in order to emulate his father, who had enlisted when we entered the Second World War. Ritchie was ecstatic to learn that the Army would send him to that same college, and they would pay for it, and he was determined to be there when classes began on Dec. 22. Recruits trained hard that winter, sitting on the cold ground as punishment for lapses. An influenza outbreak hit the camp, filling the infirmaries with coughing, feverish recruits, some of whom contracted pneumonia and died.

On Dec. 10th, Ritchie ran a fever which turned from influenza to double lobar pneumonia. During days of recuperation, he lost a lot of weight. The Army arranged a jeep to transport him to Richmond, but first he needed to gain back 15 pounds and have a normal temperature. Ritchie feared that if he didn't show up on the 22nd, his place would be given to another, so he fought hard to recover. He also looked forward to Christmas with his family and girlfriend. He gained the required 15 pounds, but as the day drew near, his fever was still spiking and dropping. The day he was to leave, it spiked to 106. During an x-ray he passed out. He was carried to a small, single room in the ward. The next day on Dec. 21, he died.

In the first minutes after death, the now non-material soldier found himself in a strange little room with a bed and chair and the prone body of a young man in the bed.

But, the thing was impossible! I myself had just gotten out of that bed! For a moment I wrestled with the mystery of it. It was too strange to think about—and anyway, I did not have time.

All he could think of was getting to Richmond. As he raced down the hallway, no one at the infirmary would acknowledge his presence, so his soul went flying out of the hospital, across the desert, past farms and towns. He came to a stop at a café in a strange city. He tried to ask directions, but it was here that he finally understood. He was immaterial. He had to get back to the camp and find his body. Years later, he would find that same café again in the city of Vicksburg, hundreds of miles away from Camp Barkeley.

After a long, crazy, lonely search throughout the hospital, he found a small room where a sheet-covered corpse lay. The head was covered, but the arms were lying outside the sheet. On the finger of one pale hand was his fraternity ring. Dejected and confused, he lay across his body. Suddenly the room got lighter and lighter until it was so bright that he felt it would have scorched his living eyes. A man made of brilliance walked into the room.

The instant I perceived Him, a command formed itself in my mind. Stand up! The words came from inside me, yet they had an authority my mere thoughts had never had. I got to my feet, and as I did came the stupendous certainty: You are in the presence of the Son of God….This Person was power itself, older than time and yet more modern than anyone I had ever met. Above all, with that same mysterious inner certainty, I knew that this Man loved me. Far more even than power, what emanated from this Presence was unconditional love.  Pg.58



Ritchie then entered into the “life review” described by so many who have returned from eternity. It should have taken hours to see all of the scenes that were presented at that time. Although the data was immense, the purpose of it all became clear. It wasn’t to point out the minutia of his sins, but to ask, what did you do with your life? This was frustrating to a 20-year-old male who had never given the purpose of his life a moment’s thought. He realized that he was selfish. He saw only an endless, short-sighted, clamorous concern for myself. He thought, “I became an Eagle Scout.” The Voice retorted, “That glorified you.”

When Ritchie understood that the purpose of living was supposed to be about love, he complained, Someone should have told me! A fine time to discover what life was all about—like coming to a final exam and discovering you were going to be tested on a subject you had never studied….I did tell you…I told you by the life I lived. I told you by the death I died. And if you keep your eyes on me, you will see more. Pg. 64, 65.

At one point, Jesus laughed at him. He pondered the waste of having recently bought a life insurance policy that would last until he was 70. The words were out, in this strange realm where communication took place by thought instead of speech, before I could call them back…If I had suspected before that there was mirth in the Presence beside me, now I was sure of it: the brightness seemed to vibrate and shimmer with a kind of holy laughter—not at me and my silliness, not a mocking laughter, but a mirth that seemed to say that in spite of all error and tragedy, joy was more lasting still.

Then Jesus took Ritchie on a long tour. He describes in his next book (about his life after near death) that he saw a series of spiritual realms. First he was taken to a city with factory smoke stacks and lights burning in all the windows. He saw ghosts everywhere. Disincarnate people hovered around the living, trying to control what they can no longer touch. He saw regret, addiction, suicide, rage, and perversion.

He also saw a hint of our technological future, growth in the arts, and finally a glimpse of a vast, bright heavenly city. I will discuss these visions in Part II.

When it was time for Ritchie’s return, the ward boy had alerted the doctor on duty that the patient was unresponsive. That doctor declared him dead and ordered that he be remanded to the morgue. The ward boy finished his chores and returned. He thought he spotted a movement and called for the OD (Officer of the Day) to recheck. The OD confirmed the call. George Ritchie was dead and was to be prepared for the morgue. Depressed at the loss of such a young life, the ward boy suggested trying a shot of adrenalin straight to the heart. Although it was not an approved procedure, the doctor agreed to try it (remember, this is ‘43). To their astonishment, George’s heart revived, but he was still unconscious for 3 more days. The doctor claimed that 9 minutes passed from the time they first declared Ritchie dead to when his heart began to beat again. He also averred that there is no natural explanation for Ritchie’s complete recovery.

Weeks later, George was recovering and was on his way to med school. Because he was late and in ill health, he flunked out that year, but the following year he tried again and passed all tests. He became both a medical doctor and later a psychiatrist. His experience utterly changed his life. He spent the rest of it serving others and sharing his testimony.

In Part II, I will describe in greater detail the four realms that George was allowed to observe, and we’ll follow his own processing of those worlds.

An eternity like that—the thought sent a chill shuddering through me—surely would be a form of hell. I had always thought of hell, when I had thought of it at all, as a fiery place beneath the earth where evil men like Hitler would burn forever. But what if one level of hell existed right here on the surface—unseen and unsuspected by the living people occupying the same space? What if it meant remaining on earth but never but never again able to make contact with it? Pg. 72.


 Jesus described hell in several ways. One was “outer darkness.” It’s like being permanently locked out of a wonderful wedding feast. Another description was that it was a place where “the fire is not quenched and the worm doesn’t die.” Whatever it literally is, (and Ritchie may not have seen it all), it’s a place of regret…a place of “weeping and gnashing of teeth.” A place of spiritual “death,” reminiscent of the smoking trash dump outside of the city. George Ritchie told his story in the hopes that it would divert many from going there. Matt. 25:30; Mark 9:48. Please refer to Part II for more information as to what he saw there.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

A Book Revealing Heaven and Hell...Or Not

We all want to know what is on the other side of death. Such a compelling topic is certain to sell a lot of books. The latest set that I’ve read in this genre is by Kat Kerr, a handsome woman with purple in her hair. The books, Revealing Heaven and Revealing Heaven II are controversial, however. Several online reviews from bloggers like me are not flattering, and I’m afraid I’m going to add my voice to that chorus.

The format. The first irritant is the format, and not just because the books are self-published. The text is double spaced. New chapters begin on an odd-numbered page. If the previous chapter ends on an odd numbered page, the following even page is blank. There is enough wasted space in the 147 pages of the first book to add the information of the second book. But with two books, one can garner twice the profit. The second book is formatted in a similar manner except all in bold text, which takes up even more space. Many stories are similar between the two, so the promise of more information and deeper content doesn’t always materialize.

The endorsements. Most published books have endorsements by people similar to the author. My book has comments from Old Testament academics on the back, including Walter Breuggemann. A book written by a pastor may have 10 up-front endorsements from other pastors or evangelical leaders. Kerr’s book has a ‘youth leader,’ a couple of husbands, her daughter, a hair specialist, and an elementary school principal. Basically, friends and family. Her own pastors were not on the list. They did not even offer a personal endorsement of her character, which I find strange.

The Forward. It gets better. The Forward is written by Scribe Angels, “A prophetic Proclamation from God.” And who is the prophet who delivered this holy message? Why, Kat Kerr herself, of course. She is the “handmaiden” “chosen” to “reveal hidden things.” Wow. Such an endorsement. Never has a book included a Forward dictated by angels. Such an enormous privilege makes it difficult to question a single jot or tittle in the book. It must all be like holy writ. But, if so, why not just declare that it’s a prophetic revelation from the Holy Spirit, the biblical source of prophecy? Red flag number 3.

Racking my brain, I cannot imagine how anyone could so intently preach familiar, conservative, evangelical theology, most of which you could hear in any number of churches, and invent revelations to sell a book. I’m not accusing Kat Kerr of doing that, because you would have to be an atheist or psychotic to think that you could get away with it. Your whole family would have to be in on the conspiracy. You would have to invent all the sweet stories about how people were touched and convinced that her revelations were real. She doesn’t sound nuts…most of the time…but some of the things she writes about stretch credulity way beyond my wish to exonerate her. So I’m confused. But I digress…

The creation science. In a conservative Bible College you will learn that there are 3 or 4 theories about how to reconcile science today and faith. 1) No reconciliation and no dialogue. Genesis is to be taken literally, period. These are the creationists who believe that the universe is only 6,000 years old. Dinosaurs and men lived on the earth together. 2) The earth is old, but after Gen. 1:1, Satan was expelled from heaven. In his wrath he returned a perfect creation into void and chaos, so God had to re-create the earth and did it quickly (Gen. 1:2). Dinosaurs were part of the first earth. Before Satan’s fall, animals all ate plants. There was no death. 3) The earth is old and developed gradually, but God was the designer, terraformer, engineer, and instigator of each phase of development. These are the Intelligent Design folks. 4) Theistic evolutionists, who believe that God designed evolution to take care of itself and lead to all that we see today. These see God as the divine watch maker who set the process in motion and then walked away. 5) Atheists and humanists would only acknowledge random, accidental evolution.

God’s creation lab in Kerr’s second book (p. 50-55) seems to promote theory 2, and describes the creation process with the kind of faux science you might hear in a fundamentalist Bible college like the one I attended for two years. I KNOW, both from theology and from science, that what Kerr described seeing in the science lab did not happen as she presents it. She claims that all of Earth’s creatures lived in harmony until Lucifer and the angels fell. He filled them with violence, and they turned on each other. God got tired of it, so he broke apart the one large continent. Plate tectonics crushed some of the dinosaurs and the ensuing ice age killed the rest. That is unmitigated, breathtaking nonsense. Furthermore, science claims that some dinosaurs roamed even before trees and long before flowers. Kerr saw flowers as big as a 3-story house before there was an atmosphere and before animals and dinosaurs. See (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_the_evolutionary_history_of_life)

As for theology, the author of the poem that is Genesis 1 had NO thought of the earth being re-created due to the fall of Satan. That theory is contrived from our half-baked modern misconstrual of both science and scripture. A careful reading of Genesis 1 and 2, Psalms 104, 90, and 19, as well as other passages, affirm that we should not take any one creation passage too literally. For example, Job 38:8-13 [www.biblehub.com, NIV]:

Who shut up the sea behind doors
when it burst forth from the womb,
9when I made the clouds its garment
and wrapped it in thick darkness,
10when I fixed limits for it
and set its doors and bars in place,
11when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther;
here is where your proud waves halt’?
12“Have you ever given orders to the morning,
or shown the dawn its place,
13that it might take the earth by the edges
and shake the wicked out of it?

The above is beautiful, inspired poetry, written by the Shakespeare of the ancient world. Kerr’s description is a fantasy being passed off as divine revelation.

The Maurissa story. May God forgive me if this is a true story, but it’s too corny to be believable. Maurissa died in a ski accident in 2001 at the age of 13. Kat Kerr had a vision of her with her great grandfather who is taking her to a roller coaster called The Rush. She is very excited and happy. This was a great comfort to her grieving mother, Melodee. God told Kerr that Maurissa chose to stay. “She is now a leader of the youth (age does not matter here, I judge by a person’s heart) and is in charge of organizing the youths’ contribution to the Marriage Supper of the Lamb. It is a high honor for her, and I know she will do a super job…” etc. This message was passed on to Melodee sometime later in a face-to-face meeting. Melodee laughed and cried, because when she was going through her daughter’s things, she found a journal entry written in 1995 when Maurissa was 7. It reads like this: (It was scanned for Kerr’s book to show Maurissa’s own handwriting. I have reproduced all spelling and grammar):

Journal,           10-3-95
Once I dreamed…that Jesus took me up to heaven
early. And I got to see my greatgrandfather earlay.
I got to ride all kinds of rollarcoasters. I
did see all kinds of manchines.
It was wonderful. But
when Jesus took me
up he only gave me a
peek so as fast a
rollar coaster I fell
down.  Bye Bye.

Well, a 7 year old is in 1st or 2nd grade. The entry above seemed a little precocious for such a young child. There is a period after every sentence, a capital letter at the beginning of each sentence, and she spells like a much older child. So I ran to my neighbor across the street, who home-schools her children. She produced a writing sample from Holly’s 2nd grade [words underlined are her class spelling words]:

it  was  the  longest
way  tow  the  fishing
pond  I  was  careful  at
the  fishing  pond  I
cot  ten  fish  at  the
fishing  pond  but  one
fish  was  too  strong
I  fel  in  the  rivr
mI  perins  runed  too
get  me  the  fish
was  the  strongest
fish  uv  them  ol

So how does a 7 year old spell ‘dreamed’ and ‘Jesus’ and ‘wonderful’ without parental aid?

Other corny things. Babies. I know there will be plenty in heaven, but will they play games with animals and “slide down real rainbows?” (Bk 1, p. 79; Bk 2, 77-79) At the end of the day, animals carry them back to the nurseries where they get to have a party with Jesus. They stay in the nursery, visited by family members, until they are big enough to be sent to live with those kin until their parents arrive in heaven. Kerr’s heaven is like a cartoon of a small town with an amusement park, play parks, a downtown, and a throne room where you can sit in God’s lap. There is also a body parts warehouse, which God is going to empty in the next 8 years or so. That means we will receive amazing creative healings in our earthly bodies. I have actually read about this in two other books. The problem is actually accessing those new legs and lungs. It’s not so easy for us here. Surely heaven is bigger and more complex than all this!

Her description of hell is exactly what you would expect in a book like this. You either accept Jesus or you burn and scream and are tortured in a thousand insidious ways for all eternity. It’s simple and black and white. Turn or burn.

IF the people who claim that Kat Kerr heard things about their deceased loved ones that no one could have known, and IF these people are real and not fiction, then I would say that she has a familiar spirit and doesn’t know it. Her prophecies don’t always come to pass, and her heaven is way too small. There is much more to say, but I’m at my word limit. I cannot recommend this book. 

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

The Rendlesham Forest UFO Sightings, Part 3, The Underground Base and the Cover-up

Sources:
www.unknowncountry.com, 12-5-2014, Whitley Strieber’s interview with Linda Moulton Howe on Dreamland.
Larry Warren and Peter Robbins, Left at East Gate: A First-Hand Account of the Bentwaters-Woodbridge UFO Incident, its Cover-Up, and Investigation, New York, Marlowe and Co., 1996.
www.youtube.com:  interviews, TV shows, 2010 Disclosure Conference in Washington DC.
SciFi Channel, “Declassified Special, UFO Incident at Rendlesham,” 2003, with Bryant Gumbel, Part 1 and 2, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzuBkzLoPtQ.

In Part 1 and 2, I wrote about the incident that took place on two US NATO bases in 1980 near England’s east coast. One, perhaps three, UFOs landed in the forest behind Woodbridge AFB on two different nights over a period of 72 hours. There were many witnesses who, in spite of threats from officers, “suits,” and “plains” wanted to talk about it.

The Bentwaters UFO story has had plenty of media coverage and has been the subject of several books and blogs. The pieces of the story are scattered here and there on the internet. My effort here is to once again draw attention to this important saga by putting the pieces in chronological and concise order. Some of these presentations have discussed the inevitable military-governmental cover-up, but none that I have thus far read or seen has dealt with Larry Warren’s description of the underground base.

“We are in charge.”

Warren blacked out when the three entities floated out of the craft. By the way, Warren’s drawing of the craft of the 28th looked nothing like Jim Penniston’s drawing on the 26th. Penniston’s craft on the first night was not ailing. The one in the farmer’s field on the 28th was in trouble and was spewing ionizing radiation. Perhaps that’s why the men produced some conflicting facts. Ionizing radiation can affect brain calcium and may produce memory issues. Adrian Bustinza also had a difficult time recalling how he got back to the barracks. Both pretty much just woke up there with the trip back a blank.

There were many debriefings. In all of them, the men were told to not speak of the incidents to anyone, including wives and mothers. They were told that bullets were a dime a dozen. They were given sodium pentothol and fake statements to sign. Several were ordered to get into a car where they were immediately drugged. From there they were taken to a secret underground facility beneath the base. Bustinza doesn’t recall being underground, but Warren said he saw him there.

Under the influence of God knows what, Warren was ushered into a large, hangar-like structure with computers and human technicians. From there he found himself standing in a small glass observation room. Through the glass he could see a huge cavern with UFOs flying around. There were allegedly tunnels going to the North Sea. Next he was led to a room with cushioned seats. Bustinza was to his right. There was a large screen with a silhouette behind it, and a telepathic voice that reviewed his whole life.

The entity behind the screen unveiled many secrets:
He heard about the location of tunnels used by UFOs to enter the cavern.
“There are many civilizations from off this earth existing here; they are intimate with the U.S., USSR, U.K. and Japanese governments at their highest levels and have been here since WW II.”
Religion was created for the human race.
There is no cold war. In the future, all of our wars will be with third world countries.
Aliens have blended with our human society.
This base and others are vital. There was a veiled threat with this statement. The aliens have the technological ability “to make Bentwaters and Woodbridge vanish.”
Larry Warren and others were selected because “they” knew them. In other words, those that had been drugged and dragged into the facility were undoubtedly abductees from their youth. Warren certainly was.
The last one is my personal favorite. Warren was unable at the writing of his book to remember it well, but it pretty much hinted that the aliens are running the world, using politics, corporations, military, global elite, and intelligence services world-wide. “We are in charge,” they said.

Warren would continue to feel the presence of aliens and entities in his bedroom even after leaving Bentwaters and the military. One night they said to him, “You are our puppet.” Keep in mind, these are the SAME aliens that played with him as a child and told him not to tell his mother (she was a Catholic) because they might be made to be sent down a drain hole (think portal) in the front yard. Who do you think would have the power to send aliens down the drain hole? Perhaps a Catholic priest? Folks, I’ve studied shamanism for some of these blogs. I’m no expert, but I do know that there can sometimes be a strong connection between what the shaman does on this earth and what comes up from underground. If an entity’s abode is beneath the earth, I want nothing to do with it. If Larry Warren’s playmates feared that they could be sent back to where they came from, how in charge are they really if we don’t want them to be. Also, when they brag about being in charge and say things like, “You are our puppet,” does that make you want to be their playmate?

There is another important point to consider when contemplating this great cavern that Warren saw. I don’t doubt his story for a minute. He is describing what he saw. But anyone in the military knows what mind control drugs, brain washing, or common hypnotism can do to a person’s perceptions. Furthermore, alien abduction narratives are full of something called screen memories. Many hypnotherapists who deal with abductees have had to work past the screen memories, where an owl is really an alien face or something pleasant is really horrific. Beyond the technique of affecting a false memory in a human mind, there is an electronic cloaking technology. One abductee swatted a human on a space craft. There was an electronic zzzt, and the image of the human wavered for a second, revealing a reptilian reality. It is quite possible that some or all of the memories by abductees of underground bases with an abundance of human collaborators is nothing more than a mental construct forced onto the manipulated human. So, I’d say it’s quite possible that Larry Warren really saw what he described in his book. On the other hand, it is equally possible that much of it was psychotronically induced. Fortunately for Larry, he is aware of that possibility.

As for the aliens creating religion, much of it, perhaps they did. But in Genesis 3, God faces off with a creature that could be a Reptilian alien (or demon if you prefer). God is not an alien and Jesus is not the son of an alien. Check out my series on the rise of Mary. I hope you will see that Marian apparitions are not a work of God. The Mary entity is not the mother of Jesus, so if they say they are responsible for religion, perhaps that is partially true. 

“Bullets are cheap”

The way it works with cover-ups of every ilk is, cooperate with us and we promote you. We shake your hand, stand next to you in photographs that you can hang on your wall, invite you to our soirees and BBQs, and get your kids into the Naval Academy. Your phone number is in our contact list. You are a fine person. Intelligent, resourceful, and we are all bonded in a common goal. You say what we tell you to say, you don’t talk about what we tell you to not say. You get respect, status, more pay, and better benefits. The material benefits can reverberate all the way to your great grand kids.

If you don’t cooperate, at best we drop you flat; at worst, we do our best to crush you. If you commit suicide because of it, that’s on you.

So, starting from the 29th and 30th, word went out that nothing happened in Rendlesham Forest. There were strange lights maybe, but it was probably the light house or the planet Mars. When Warren and Bustinza got back to their dorm from the underground base, they discovered that they had been gone for at least 3 days. Years later, under hypnosis, Jim Penniston discovered that in one of his interrogations, he was given sodium pentothal. Phones were tapped. Scary looking NSA men approached Larry Warren and suggested that he drop his claim that Gordon Williams was present on the third night. Military records were taken from their usual storage and put where no one could find them without a great deal of trouble. In fact, they were located in NSA storage.

The Mysterious Col. Charles Halt

Charles Halt and Jim Penniston

What was going on in that man’s mind and soul? For years, he called Larry Warren a fraudster and liar. He claimed adamantly that Warren wasn’t at the third night’s confrontation and that his claims to have been given a weapon were bogus because it couldn’t have happened. He swore that Gordon Williams never left the party. When his famous memo, sent to the British Ministry of Defense, was leaked in 1983 through a chain of American contacts, he was given a call about an FOIA request for it. His response was, “Burn it, it will ruin my career.” “We can’t burn it. There’s an FOIA request for it, and we have to send it.” Halt’s memo opened a floodgate of interest in the Bentwaters case. The military declaimers were beginning to look cruel and callous. The witnesses were all military soldiers doing their duty that night. Their health was affected and many had long term PTSD. Alternate explanations by the Air Force of what happened that night were ludicrous.

It didn’t ruin his career. He was promoted to Base Commander, then Commander of another important base, then went to work for the Pentagon. He retired in good standing with the government and the military. Then he began to talk about the Bentwaters case. He hasn’t by any means told everything he knows, but he has confirmed a lot. For one thing, a phone interview with a UFO researcher and a person to person confrontation with Warren and his co-author Peter Robbins led me to believe that Halt was given false information about Warren by the military. They apparently worked up false documents that showed that Warren wasn’t assigned to the base until mid-January 1981. By the time he figured that out, he had smeared Warren all over the media every chance he got. After he retired there was no holding him back. His face became very familiar to all followers of UFO documentaries. He claimed to be outraged by the way the military scooped up all documents and wouldn’t release them. Charles Halt, if you are really so outraged, you can mitigate the travesty by spilling all you know. If they haven’t shot you by now, they probably won’t.
Lord Peter Hill-Norton, a strong supporter of disclosure about the Bentwaters case


Of all of the many witnesses interviewed time and time again, there was only one person who would neither claim nor deny that Bentwaters was a genuine UFO case. That person was Gordon Williams, who also took the promotion route. He was there. He did see the aliens. Whether he spoke to them or not, I don’t know. Whether or not we helped repair a UFO, I can’t say. But I do know that it happened, that a host of witnesses all pretty much confirm the same story, and that the whistle blowers were treated very badly by the U.S. military. We should all be proud of them. They took the road of being crushed and rejected. They are the heroes of the story.

The Rendlesham Forest UFO Sighting, Part 2, The Aliens Return

Sources:
www.unknowncountry.com, 12-5-2014, Whitley Strieber’s interview with Linda Moulton Howe on Dreamland.
Larry Warren and Peter Robbins, Left at East Gate: A First-Hand Account of the Bentwaters-Woodbridge UFO Incident, its Cover-Up, and Investigation, New York, Marlowe and Co., 1996.
www.youtube.com:  interviews, TV shows, 2010 Disclosure Conference in Washington DC.
SciFi Channel, “Declassified Special, UFO Incident at Rendlesham,” 2003, with Bryant Gumbel, Part 1 and 2, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzuBkzLoPtQ.

Suffolk, England

For Part 1 of this series, I trolled the Internet to find videos of the main players of the first sighting. We met Jim Penniston, John Burroughs, and Ed Cabansag. We learned that Bentwaters AF Base is only 3 miles from Woodbridge AFB in Suffolk County, on the east coast of England. At least 3 airmen from Bentwaters AFB were sent to the East Gate of Woodbridge AFB to access Rendlesham Forest, just outside the base, where a light was seen landing in the woods. The men encountered an actual landed craft. Tech Sgt Jim Penniston touched and examined it, then all three watched in awe and terror as it flew away. That was December 26, 3 a.m. to 5 a.m., 1980.

My impression is that there was also activity on the second night, the early hours of December 27, but I found no information about it. The “night of legend” was December 27 to 28. Larry Warren describes his personal experience in this book, Left at East Gate. In this post, I will combine his story with what I also found on the internet.

During the dark morning hours of Dec. 28th, Greg Battrum and 3 others, all stationed at Bentwaters, were on a routine perimeter patrol inside the fence at Woodbridge. They saw lights in the sky and a glow in a clearing in the woods that they thought might be a fire. CSC cleared them to go investigate. Battrum had been at Bentwaters for about two months, yet, in spite of Col. Halt’s insistence that new arrivals at the base were never allowed weapons without training, Battram claims they were armed. They left the base through the back gate and parked the jeep on the side of the road. They felt electricity in the air as they approached a glowing, shapeless fog. They saw strobing colored lights and heard a thrumming noise. The radios wouldn’t work. It was so unnerving that they left without verifying what it was. On the way out, they saw the light-alls and twenty or thirty people coming into the forest. At that point, no solid craft could be seen, but the fog was strobing yellow, blue, white, and orange lights.

On the 27th, UFOs were seen over London (as reported by the London Times). That evening, the base officers and their families were enjoying themselves at a party. A soldier came running up to Deputy Base Commander Charles Halt and said, “It’s back!” He was out of breath and white as a sheet. “What’s back?” “The UFO!” Halt’s response was immediate. He left the gathering, grabbed a tape recorder, a Geiger counter, and a night scope, and headed for Rendlesham Forest. According to East Gate, so did Base Commander Gordon Williams, although Halt denied that later. Williams has also denied being there, but Larry Warren swears he was, and if an unidentified threat was hovering over a major nuclear arsenal, why would the Base Commander send his deputy to investigate the intrusion? Halt’s group also included Monroe Nevel, who worked the Geiger counter, Master Sgt Ray Gulyas, who took pictures, and a few others. Nevel, Halt, and Gulyas would all share their version of events on the SciFi special decades later.

Larry Warren was assigned to night duty at Bentwaters Perimeter Post 18 the night of 27th to the 28th. He was there by 11:30 p.m. He had an M16 rifle and a Motorola radio at his side. He was far from other posts, at the end of the runway. He was unnerved by strange conversations between the Bentwaters 80-foot high observation tower and the Woodbridge flight tower. There were reports of lights bobbing in the woods. Suddenly he heard the pounding of hooves. Five panicked deer ran out of the woods, three of them racing across the runway.

A security police truck pulled up with Sgt Adrian Bustinza at the wheel and Second Lieutenant Englund in the passenger side. Lt. Englund got Warren relieved of duty so he could join two other SPs in the back. Their task was to pick up some light-alls, bright spotlights powered by gas-driven generators on trailers. Two trucks, each with one light-all and generator in tow, headed for Rendlesham Forest. The men had all been issued M-16s with real bullets. At the Bentwaters main gate, they all had to remove their ammunition clips. There were several other cars there outside the gate. The convoy headed down the road to Woodbridge.

After turning left at East Gate, They joined other cars and trucks parked in a clearing. By then it was the 28th. Deer and rabbits were running out of the forest, helicopters were flying overhead, weapons were confiscated. He was still mystified as to what was going on. Radios wouldn’t work, and the light-alls malfunctioned. There was an argument as to whether the generators had been properly gassed. Warren saw about 15 men heading off into the woods with flashlights. As his group headed out, they saw taped off “hot spots” that had to be avoided. At the farmer’s field, they met up with around 30 or 40 soldiers, including Bustinza, Burroughs, Halt, and Base Commander Gordon Williams. A farm house stood in the distance, and beyond that, low on the trees, the strobing beacon of a light house. In Larry Fawcett’s interview with Bustinza, several names were confirmed as to who was present: Medina, Verrano, Ball, Thompson, Combs, Palmer, Warren, Zickler. Notice that Penniston was not mentioned (p. 141).

Halt’s group found a landing site, but it must have been from an earlier hour. His tape recorder registered their voices as they checked broken branches and pod marks in a perfect triangle. Nevel was getting clicks on the Geiger counter on the crash side of several damaged trees and no clicks on the far side of the tree. They made plaster casts of the pod marks. Then one of them spotted a red light moving through the forest. It had a dark center, looking like and eye. They took off after it, and followed it to the farmer’s field.


Former Deputy Base Commander Charles Halt

Warren and Bustinza described seeing a fog with a light within it. Someone on the radio exclaimed, “Here it comes!” A red basketball-sized orb came from over the North Sea, hovered close to the fog, then exploded in multi-colored lights. What looked like molten metal dripped to the ground. Warren and Bustinza felt a burning sensation in their eyes. Suddenly in place of fog, there was now a craft. It had strobing orange, blue, and white lights around its perimeter. Bustinza whispered to Warren, “Oh, no, not again.” He had had a similar experience in [Mather AFB, Davis,] California.

While they all watched in amazement three entities floated out of the side of the craft. They had a bluish light around them. They wore silver suits. Warren, who described being an abductee as a child, immediately thought, “What are the kids doing here?” He was referring to the small gray entities that used to play with him when he was a child. They told him then to keep their presence secret because if people found out, they would have to be sent away down a drain hole in the front yard. At that point, Warren blacked out. The rest of his testimony about the events in the field were gained from hypnotic regression years later. It’s not clear whether Halt or Williams approached the entities.

Although Gordon Williams denies being there, and although Halt supports that story, Larry Warren asserts (under hypnosis) that the officer closest to the entities was Williams. And what kind of coward would Williams be if he were present and didn’t step up as senior officer in such an event? Bustinza, however, was quite adamant that it was Halt who communicated something to the aliens. The odd thing is that Bustinza claimed [p. 146] that he could not see the entities. He heard Halt say something about “We’ll get you the parts from our electronic division.” Warren saw the entities but heard no words. Many years later Bustinza would tell Linda Moulton Howe that as he and Burroughs ran up to the field, he felt pushed to the ground by some force, but he turned his head to see John Burroughs be engulfed in a blue light, then disappear.
Adrian Bustinza 
And where was Penniston in all of this? To everyone’s surprise, during the filming of the SciFi special in 2003, Halt and Penniston pointed to different sites for the landing. Penniston’s site had no possibility of seeing the light house. The key to that may lie on pg. 55 of East Gate, in which Warren is told that day by Steve Longario (sp?) that Penniston and others are out “creating a false landing site.” The base gossip may have misunderstood what was happening. Perhaps Penniston and the others did actually see a second UFO, and they were out examining the trace evidence. The SciFi special seemed to be the first indication for Penniston that he didn’t actually make it to the historic site where the aliens appeared.

There was also gossip about Burroughs jumping onto a UFO. He couldn’t recall any such thing, but in one video Warren states that a smallish orb was seen whizzing down the footpath toward a parked truck in which someone was sitting. It went through the windows of the truck and came around the other side. By that time, Burroughs, who is a tall, burly man, was in the parking lot. The orb approached him and morphed into a small version of a craft. Burroughs put his arms around it and was dragged several feet across the parking area.

Pictures of the landing site that night and the next day by Master Sgt. Ray Gulyas (flight commander), Jim Penniston, and others all came out fogged. Penniston’s landing pod casts matched those made by Halt. It was claimed that no pictures of the landing site or event survived, but in the ‘90’s, an airman who wanted to remain anonymous gave a strip of film to Gulyas showing pictures of Halt’s investigation of the landing site. Halt surmises that films were switched, but one person who did his own developing also came out with whited photos.

When Gordon Williams was confronted with the tape made by Halt, he said that it was an “abomination,” and he couldn’t make out what it meant. He said he played it for his bosses, including Charles Gabriel, Commander-in-Chief of all US AF bases in Europe. They decided that it indicated no threat, so they let it kind of fade away. Halt was then told to turn over a copy of the tape to the MOD. He wrote his famous sanitized memo for them and got no response, which surprised him. According to several witnesses, Gabriel made an unscheduled visit to Bentwaters-Woodbridge to collect evidence. The plane came from Wiesbaden, which at the time was the HQ of the US AF in Europe. Photographs, documents, logs were all seized. According to Linda Moulton Howe, this secrecy would enrage Col. Halt and annoy the MOD.


If the UFO returned after the night of the 28th, the vocal witnesses in our books and videos had no part in it. Nevertheless, their ordeal wasn’t over. There would be ongoing health issues, PTSD, continued haunting by aliens in their bedrooms, and persecution by the military and the government. That will be the topic of Part 3. The implications of the UFO being seen by so many US soldiers are astonishing enough, but that pales in comparison to Larry Warren’s description of the underground base. That base and the ongoing cover-up will be the topic of Part 3.

The Rendlesham Forest UFO Sighting, Part 1, The First Night

Sources:
www.unknowncountry.com, 12-5-2014, Whitley Strieber’s interview with Linda Moulton Howe on Dreamland.
Larry Warren and Peter Robbins, Left at East Gate: A First-Hand Account of the Bentwaters-Woodbridge UFO Incident, its Cover-Up, and Investigation, New York, Marlowe and Co., 1996.
www.youtube.com:  interviews, TV shows, 2010 Disclosure Conference in Washington DC.
SciFi Channel, “Declassified Special, UFO Incident at Rendlesham,” 2003, with Bryant Gumbel, Part 1 and 2, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzuBkzLoPtQ.

They say it was Britain’s Roswell. According to Nick Pope, former employee of British Ministry of Defense, it’s bigger than Roswell. As TV journalist Bryant Gumbel indicated, “This is the most important story you’ve never heard.”

Bentwaters and Woodbridge were two U.S. Air Force bases (now decommissioned) that lay about 3 miles apart in Suffolk County, on the east coast of England. They were two of the largest NATO bases in the world, secretly housing hundreds of nuclear weapons. They were commissioned in the 40’s after WW II, turned over to the US in 1951, and expanded in the 60’s. Security was always tight. No one could fly over the bases or get onto them without proper clearance. In spite of the seriousness of the storage responsibilities, life there was fairly routine. The most serious local events involved rumors of local witchcraft and sightings of the two ghosts that haunted the woods. There were also random sightings of lights in the sky over the UK, but no one paid much attention to those except the people who saw them. The events that began Christmas evening of 1980 turned the two bases on their heads and changed the lives of the many participants forever.

In spite of multiple witnesses telling and retelling their stories to public media, there are a few points of confusion in the saga. There are discrepancies as to what happened on which night. The events were so stunning and disorienting, the airmen were focusing on what happened more than on which exact date things occurred. The events crossed from late evening to early morning over a period of 72 hours, so the listener is sometimes unsure whether the date refers to p.m. or a.m.

Another difficulty in the retelling arose from the fact that the participants often had memory lapses. One airman would be told by other witnesses that a certain event happened at a certain moment, but that individual had no recollection of the event. This is a classic effect of UFO encounters. The men had a desire to get together and compare stories, but initially they were warned not to talk about it. In fact, they were threatened with death if they did. They were then reassigned in ways that kept them separated. Many were kept under surveillance for years. Larry Warren was determined that this stunning story, that really surpasses Roswell in importance, would get to the public. It was decades later, when almost all the witnesses were retired, that the story began to flow freely from those that were at the center of it.

Warren wrote a book, others went to a conference, another confided in UFO research experts, and several were interviewed on various TV documentaries. Former Deputy Base Commander Charles Halt and James Penniston thought that their testimonies were contradicting each other until, on a documentary for SciFi Channel, they discovered that they were describing events at different locations. The retelling brought a sense of relief, but such experiences can never fully be dismissed, nor can the ongoing PTSD and health problems that still plague many of those that saw the thing in the forest.

Larry Warren arrived at Bentwaters Base on Dec. 1. He was informed by Steve LaPlume that about two weeks before the main event, he and another airman were on swing shift duty at the guard post just inside the East Gate of Woodbridge AFB. The men saw “an unusual light formation moving slowly and silently over Rendlesham Forest” (behind the base), p. 68. They notified Central Security Control (CSC), and were told to stay put and keep watching. Shortly thereafter, Deputy Base Commander Charles Halt, Wing Commander Gordon Williams, Colonel Sawyer and other officers arrived, some with wives and children. Steve thought it very odd that they all went marching off into the woods with flashlights and cameras! He was puzzled that, at least to him, the response was more remarkable than the event itself.

So, late Christmas night, 1980, Staff Sgt Coffey at Bentwaters AFB saw a small light moving down into Rendlesham Forest behind Woodbridge (Staff Sgt Stevens (sp?) was also mentioned on one of the videos as alerting Penniston. One of the aforementioned Staff Sgts notified Tech Sgt Jim Penniston, who grabbed John Burroughs, Ed Cabansag, and possibly one other soldier some time after midnight, December 26. Cabansag was new on the base and suspected he was going to be the victim of a prank in which he would be thrown into a mud puddle. Penniston was sure a plane had crashed in the woods and he would find bodies and wreckage. Since the intrusion was off the base, the men had to leave their weapons behind. Approaching 3 am, armed only with radios and Jim’s notebook, they drove down logging road, then all three trekked through the woods on foot. There were men stationed along the path as possible relay if needed. Meanwhile, a group of security people, including at least one Flight Commander, gathered on the road to await the return of the 3 explorers.
 Ed Cabansag

Along the way, their radios ceased to work, so they were unable to communicate with Central Security (CSC). Static electricity filled the air. They could feel it on their skin and scalp. They felt tingly. Time seemed to slow down, and muscles became less responsive. They began to be alarmed when they saw a white glow in the woods. A much later hypnotic regression revealed that Penniston told Burroughs to shoot at the lights, but since they were off base, they had no weapons.


 Jim Penniston and John Burroughs

Eventually, they came upon a glowing craft. At first it seemed to be somewhat insubstantial, as it if were just shaped light and fog. It was approximately 9’ across and 7’ high, with three landing struts that were difficult to see, so that it appeared to hover just over the ground. It was essentially triangular in shape, curved in the back, pointed in the front. The white glow of light was also strobing orange, yellow, and blue lights around the perimeter of the craft. There were no windows or doors.

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Penniston touched it, running his hand across the surface. It was warmer than the cool air in the woods. It was like black glass with 3-inch high symbols on it, which he recorded in his notebook. Penniston always carried a notebook. He drew a sketch of it, recorded the size, and described various impressions. He felt his job there was to report everything as well as he could. [Symbols are often associated with UFOs and aliens. Linda Moulton Howe suggested on Dreamland that they may be a kind of mathematical language somehow involved with the functioning of the UFO.]

Penniston claims that at some point, he received a ‘download.’ First, he intuited that the craft was not from outer space but from our own future. Whether he was ‘told’ that or just got that impression is still uncertain. He was also given a clear mental image of ones and zeros. Today we recognize it as binary code, but in 1980 it was just one more incomprehensible mystery that overwhelmed Penniston. A telepathic voice told him to write it down. He didn’t want to, but the images would not leave his mind, so he filled 12 pages in his journal with the images, then forgot about them until many years later when he and others were working on a documentary with Linda Moulton Howe. Analysis by experts has not fully explained the message of the code.

Suddenly, the craft moved a quarter mile back away from them with no sound, no air disturbance, and no crashing into trees. It rose a bit, hovered, seemed to become reduced in size, then took off quickly into the night sky. By this time the airmen were totally awed, frightened, and confused. Other mysteries surfaced. The men were wet and could not recall how they got that way. On the way back, they found that they had crossed a creek, but didn’t remember going through it. Nothing looked familiar. A group of security men were waiting for them when they got back to the road about 5 a.m. By then the radios were working again. They were informed that radio contact had been lost for a total of 45 minutes, something that the AF denies. The three explorers were surprised because it had seemed they were in the forest for much less time than that.

There were other witness…Rick Vogul (sp?), the soldier in the guard tower who saw a ball of light land in the forest, the radar operator that saw the blip over Rendlesham Forest, and the occasional civilian on the road who saw lights in the sky. A debriefing took place. Burroughs and Penniston gave a sanitized version of it all. Jim tried to be thorough, but he didn’t mention his notebook or the plaster casts that he made of the landing pod indentations the next morning. Had he done so, they would be lost to history today. Objects ‘borrowed’ or confiscated by an intelligence service are never seen again. And, he was still at a loss to understand what he saw, let alone explain it to another. He still has the notebook and the 3 plaster casts. All the witnesses were told to drop the whole subject and not talk about it with anyone.

The witnesses were utterly unprepared to see what they saw and deal with the consequences for years to come. They wanted it to go away. They thought it would. It didn’t. It came back in spades, and that is the topic for Part 2.