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Age - ~ 18.8 Million Minutes
Status - Single
Here For - Friends/Networking
Orientation - Straight
Children - None That I Know Of
Location - Howland, Ohio
Height - 6'1"
Body Type - Above Average
Ethnicity - White
Religion - Athiest
Smoke - Weed
Drink - Beer
Education - Some College
IQ - 128
High School - Howland
College - Kent State
Occupation - Graphic Design/Sales
Income - Poverty Level
The Coming of Tan
I was but seven years of age in November of 1953, when I first saw the strange lights above the river near my home in Northeastern Arkansas. At the time my family lived near the western bank of the Saint Francis River, which is one of the tributaries that feed into the Mississippi.
The lights had appeared above the river for three nights straight at around the same time in the late night or early morning, coming closer with each successive visitation. On the third night the brilliant lights were close enough to our house to cast the glow of their presence onto the walls of my bedroom. It was on this third night that I decided to go out and investigate.
Strangely, my two brothers, who shared the room with me, never awakened to witness the lights. Even when I tried to awaken them, I was never successful. Perhaps this was by design, because ordinarily I would not have been awake at that hour of the morning.
There were four of the lights, and I had watched them, fascinated by their acrobatic displays. They would shoot across the starlit sky from the west and come to an immediate standstill above the river. Then slowly they would circle in a follow-the-leader manner. Or the fourth one would remain stationary while the smaller three circled it. After a time, the fourth light would disengage itself from its companions and descend, glowing ever larger, toward the treetops near the river.
I could not detect any sound. The lights would often change in color and intensity from yellow to white, to red, green and shades of blue. And when they departed, they always buzzed the house, all four following in a row. It was on these occasions that I could feel the vibrations of their engines. The vibrations would grow in intensity as they passed over and diminish as they went away. They would circle back over the opposite direction, move away for a few miles and then just stop and shoot straight upward until they disappeared into the night sky.
On the third night the lights were very close, and it seemed to land behind the trees less than a quarter mile from my home. I put on my jacket and went out. Having explored the river bank on many occasions, I was thoroughly familiar with that area. I was accompanied by faithful and fearless mixed breed dog, Brown Boy.
We soon approached the spot where the ship had landed. Peeking through the bushes, I saw the saucer. It stood in a clearing suspended about twelve feet above the ground, and, though it was moored by three flexible legs, it slowly danced about, like a cork bobbing on water.
Shortly, the ship pulsed pinkish, and I found myself focused in a light beam emanating from the ship. Out of the light strode two little people. They were dressed in shiny blue jump suits and wore bubble type helmets. I was only seven, but they were hardly as tall as me. My faithful dog, Brown Boy didn't make a sound of protest as the two beings took me by the arms and led me toward the ship. When we stepped directly beneath the saucer, there was a blinding white light, and the next thing I knew we were aboard. I found myself laying nude on some kind of table, similar to an operating table.
I can now speak with clarity upon that first encounter because the memories were reawakened in me through hypnosis in early 1988 by the UFO author-researcher Barbara Simon, whom I had met shortly after my 27 December 1987 sighting over the Ozark mountains in Arkansas, during which time I managed to take several Polaroid photos of the craft, before being taken aboard for the fourth time. Since Barbara and I started those regressive hypnosis sessions, my memory of those past incidents has been returning to me with a flood of recall, so much so that it is no longer necessary to undergo the hypnotic sessions in order to key up my memory.
Further, I've learned that the alien Tan told me on that last occasion that all of my memory would shortly return. Possibly engineered by my meeting with Barbara. Certainly a great number of things have transpired since our meeting to substantiate this belief. I will rehash these things in detail later in this book.When the little people first approached me on the river, I was momentarily terrified. My fear was the result of my not being able to physically resist when they laid hands upon me for the first time and by my inability to move my arms and legs as I lay on the examination table aboard the ship. The presence of a third and fourth alien, whom I later learned to be Stagyians, didn't help matters either.
After we entered the craft, the two small aliens had removed their helmets, and I could now see them clearly from the waist up. The male was about four feet tall, and the female was a few inches shorter. In actual appearance, male and female differed just slightly in features. The heads were noticeably larger than normal in proportion to the body. The eyes were large, unblinking ovals. The male's eyes were a light to deep gold color, while the female's eyes were blue. The shades of their eyes tended to change depths, depending upon the light and perhaps the emotion.
Their arms were long, the fingertips reaching almost to their knees. Their feet looked flat and kind of splayed. Their hands were long and delicate and had only three fingers and a thumb. The forefinger was longer than the middle finger. They had no outward ear flaps, but tiny holes where the ears should be. The nose had no cartilage and was almost flat against the profile. The mouth was thin-lipped and looked like a slit on the face. The teeth were tiny and uniform, like baby teeth. The chins were sharp and receding and gave the face an egg-like shape.
The female's skin tone was a gray white, and the male's complexion was yellowish brown or golden. The skin colors also changed at times, not in basic color but in subtle tones. They did not look like dangerous monsters, but I could not call them cute either. They did not articulate with their mouths but communicated via telepathy.
The actual physical examination was left to the Stagyians. I could see and feel their long spindly hands. Their touch was cold and clinical. As I've said, I could not move my body, but I could move my eyes and my head with effort.
The Stagyians, by any stretch of the imagination, are very ugly creatures indeed. They stand nearly six feet tall and have dark red leather-like skin draped loosely over their skeletal-like frames. The head is long and prune-like, and the eyes are tiny, black and close set.
Even aboard the craft, they both wore some kind of breathing device over their mouths, and at times you could hear their rapid shallow breathing.
I was later to learn that the Stagyians, in spite of their physical appearance, are considered to be the Pacifists even among the aliens because of their ability to store and retain vast amounts of data and recall and disseminate the same. The Stagyians hold many scientific and other brainy positions among the Biaviians, with whom they are affiliated.
I further learned that the Stagyians are the ones who perform most, if not all, of the physical examinations for the Biaviians on abductees. It is apparently the sight of these ugly but harmless beings that has caused many abductees to remain terrified of the experience.