Unidentified flying objects -- Sightings and encounters -- New Mexico -- Roswell
I’d seen dead relatives before and unfortunately made a mistake one
time in touching a relative that was in a casket and I just knew this
was a dead thing and it scared me, and I ran around behind my father
and my uncle and this thing was sitting there on the ground and it kept
looking back and forth. And it just had its hands like this in its lap,
and just kept looking back and forth between the three of them and—like
it was trying to understand.
And all of a sudden it just turned and looked right straight at me
between my uncle Ted and myself. And this is when—it was just like an
explosion of things in my head, things... I started, you know, feeling,
just terrible depression and loneliness and fear and just, you know,
awful, awful feelings that just suddenly burst in to my mind there. I
don’t know if that meant that it was communicating with me and I was
the only one there that it could communicate with because I was a kid.
I don’t know.
I turned and ran and I ran across the arroyo and up on the area that it
had bounced off of during the crash. I was just standing there looking
down at this scene, you know, at my family, and off in the distance I
could see cattle grazing. I could see a windmill and could see dust
trails out on the plains out there.
And, oh, I was there for a while and then I came back down. I guess we
were there—Victor was, when I got back down there Victor was up in the
craft and Ted yelled at him to get out of there and Glen went over and
grabbed him by the belt and jerked him around...
Q: That’s your brother?
A: Yes.
And jerked him off, says, “Get out because this thing may explode and
kill us all,” you know, and then of course he went prowling around in
there.
I was kind of standing off to one side looking. That’s why I knew that
there was—I can look off these rocks that I was standing on and look
right into this thing. That’s why I knew, you know, about the lights
and the components and stuff.
And then I heard other people talking. I turned and there was a group
of people coming up the arroyo from out on the plains from the south.
They had come up there and of course they walked up and was talking.
Q: How many?
A: There was an older man and five younger students.
Q: Boys, girls?
A: Three boys and two girls. And they were all, you know, introducing,
talking to my father and my uncle and my brother...
Q: What did the older one look like?
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