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An intriguing quote that reflects the high level of astronomical understanding of the ancients:
"The moon illuminates the night with borrowed light." - - 6th century BC , Parmenides

Wednesday, May 26, 2021

Talking About "Sooner Saucers" on KUSH (Cushing, OK)


 April 9, 2021, I had the fun experience of being interviewed on a regionally based radio station, heard internationally over the internet, KUSH (Cushing, Ok).  Host Molly Payne and I discussed some of the broad issues of my research into Oklahoma based UFO sightings as found in Project Blue Book.

The feedback was rewarding, with numerous people making comments that the topic was intriguing, the incidents fascinating and inquiries about purchasing the book (always a delight to an author!).

Several reviews (including OK MUFON and regional publications) and comments sent to me, have all expressed surprise at the stories most have never heard about and the intriguing additional information that provides insights into what was really going on in those years.

Project Blue Book is an example of obfuscation, in plain sight by the mis-filing of reports, cherry picking evidence, and numerous other interesting activities.

As we await the latest government report on what is now being termed UAP (Unidentified Aerial Phenomena), we can only hope it will be more even handed, balanced, scientifically rigid, and intellectually visioning than the Robertson Panel or the Condon Reports were.

Over the past 20 years there has been evidence that the rigid adherence to some mistaken scientific concepts (held to in the face of mounting evidence via new discoveries and techniques) will allow for new acceptance of possibilities. In a world where quantum physics and so much more are now seen as accepted science, a door has opened that beckons us to accept we may not know everything and might have much to learn. 


ENCOUNTERS OVER KANSAS : UFO'S AND THE SUNFLOWER STATE. "What Life was Like in A Small Kansas Town". Marilyn A. Hudson

 Kansas skies were always busy. Growing up in Kansas in the late 1950's - 1970's meant there were always things in the skies. Our father worked for the military, the government, or one of the huge aircraft plants in Wichita.

Name that plane was a popular school yard or back yard activity. News of new craft were features in the papers, radio, and television. Military flight, test flights, commercial flights, small private plane flights, and crop dusting flights were a normal part of nearly every day. We watched as several times each day dark blue jeeps transported crews to one of several missile silo locations around the state, several very near Wichita and Wellington.

We learned their shapes, their sounds, their lights, and their movements. They were a part of our world...of course we recognized when something strange showed up. No wonder we resented when officials told us we were seeing things, suffering from hysteria, or inferred we were low intelligent folk from the "flyover states" too dumb to deal with new technology.







Friday, April 9, 2021

SHAPES: Everywhere shapes in the UFO Storyline

 One of the most compelling aspect of the UFO story are not the stories alone, but the illustrations that often accompanied the reports of dry words and data. Often these were detailed and created by people with experience with construction, flight, and other technical aspects of a field.

Kingman, Kansas 1950:

Wichita, Kansas 1960 (an engineer observed and described this object):
Phoenix, AZ 1947 (pre-Roswell), AF declared it a hoax but it -oddly enough- matched what people were reporting across the country...


Military sighting, near Japan, 1948:


Monday, March 22, 2021

ENCOUNTERS IN KANSAS: UFO'S AND THE SUNFLOWER STATE, LATE 1960'S AND 1970'S. MARILYN A.HUDSON

Do you have stories of these times or more recent events? 


6  the 1960’s – part 2

 1965-

1966-

1967-

1969-

7 - the 1970’s

 Delphos – November 1971

 Larnered, Kansas and March – February, 1972

Minneapolis – July 1972

Colby – August 1972

 Dighton – 1972 

 

ENCOUNTERS IN KANSAS: UFO'S AND THE SUNFLOWER STATE, "The Lake", PART , 1965-66. AUTHOR'S PERSONAL ACCOUNT. MARILYN A. HUDSON


  Copyright, 2021/ Marilyn A. Hudson.


ENCOUNTER: THE LAKE: 1965-66

[Sumner County, Kansas; Date: 1965-1966; 4-5th grade time frame; Residence(s): Sanford Hughes Place, and the Pettigrew Place on N HWY 81.]

At Wellington Lake, west of town, there were small dirt tracks meandering through stands of pine and other trees planted much earlier to stop erosion rather than provide an attractive lake view. I recall being with some of my family, perhaps for a picnic or church event or just a happenstance of a pleasant day, but definitely something where other people were present.

Again, there was the odd silence that muffled sounds and a cloudy caste to the sky I would swear had been sunny – lighter- a short time earlier.

The silence was that cotton-in-your-ears kind of absence of sound.

I could hear the throb of my heart and the tide – the ebb and flow  of  blood flowing - - of my breath.

Movement is next. I recall a slow speed movement in myself and slower than normal movement in others I saw.

The sky draws my attention and I gaze upwards. It is a dome. I seem to recognize that or have some familiarity with that notion. No words just a concept of a hazy clear bowl upside down overhead. There is a hazy and gray cast to it that seems to explain the decrease of light and the muting of the hues and colors seen earlier. The wind has died down to utter stillness and the sweater I had worn because of the cool breeze now needless.

I glance upwards again. Something is up there.  I sense it and feel it to be there. Something is ahead as well. The sandy road seems very detailed to me as if I can count and touch every pebble and grain. The road stretches out in infinite detail and dimension yet nothing changes.  My soundless steps in the sandy loam of the road is distinct and I can feel the shifting as my feet move forward. I move yet do not actually progress forward.

Then there is a memory of cars and other people crowded to the side of the narrow curving lane. Tall pine like trees beyond them. Everyone is standing as if frozen. I walk past them... They stand motionless looking toward something and do not see me. One is a young woman in a wide floral skirt who is half in and half out of an old car (similar to an old converted hotrod). 

I was scared...but it was – distant, as if I was drugged or cut off from all emotion...

As I dug through some old family pictures to scan and preserve, I ran across several showing a trip to the lake in the fall of about my 5th grade year.  They appear to be early fall and there is no memory associated with the circumstances of the pictures being taken.

Oddly, for many years, the night sky would seem to call to me. There was a strange longing as I gazed into the inky blackness dotted by small glittering lights. That feeling, unlike the memories enumerated here, faded after some years. All I know is these were my experiences as completely and as factually detailed as I can make them. Perhaps it is all, as Charles Dickens, once suggested in ‘A Christmas Carol’ all caused by an undigested portion of poor beef or perhaps it is caused by some undiagnosed brain malady.

 Some might say the over active imagination of a child. Yet, it is the nature of the memories that give pause. They are sharper, clearer, and more significant seeming than any other memories of dreams or childhood play.

The Reports 1965 [fourth grade- fifth grade]

In Kansas July 22, 1965 a report of military witness (es) from Forbes AFB covered 13 pages in Blue Book. The trend seemed to be tossing out scientific terms to impress and astound. At a stop sign the witnesses got out to observe the object described as a small elongated object looking like a dime on its narrow side was observed and estimated to be about 15 miles away. It was shiny silver in color and the left side was brighter than the right side although the sun was shining on the right of the stationary object. It was finally obscured by clouds moving in and the witness left noting that there had been no motion and familiar with celestial bodies and aircraft could not identify the thing, Winds were clocked at 16 knots from 050 degrees. Inside the report the noted that no weather balloons had been reported by Topeka or Forbes. Small showers were west of Kansas City but did not show on radar. There was seven miles visibility and 6/10 cloud cover. Investigation had no scientific or technical background which would aid evaluation. Object was one half the size of a dime (held at arm’s length), was seven degrees above horizon. The summary conclusion for this sighting was “object astronomical (perihelia). Object was stationary. Position of sun in relation to reported object consistent with perihelion sighting.” Just what was in perihelion is unnamed. Perihelion denotes the time when an object is closest, or aphelion, to the sun (planet, asteroid, and comet) which occurs in December at the solstice and furthest in June. So the use of the term appears incorrect without naming what was close to the sun; what they end up saying is basically something was close to the sun. Well, duh.  Also, unaddressed is the fact that the side of the object opposite to the sun shone brighter (65-07-7437955 Forbes AFB,KS. PBB).

August 1, 1965 was a Sunday and reports of UFO’s cropped up over eight western states and Monday officials at Wright Patterson said they and Project Blue Book they represented were “satisfied they were the result of natural phenomena,”  except for one radar blip in Wichita, Kansas. The military spokesman from Tinker in Oklahoma City also had a blip but indicated that what hundreds of people saw had been the planet Jupiter or assorted stars. The writer added, “Ordinary radar does not pick up planets or stars.” Local planetarium director in Oklahoma also noted the stars and planets suggested were not in the sky to be seen at the time.

Closer to home on that first Sunday of August 1965, however, was the report that a Deputy Sheriff Everett Tucker of Wellington, Kansas, along with his wife had seen a “cigar shaped silvery thing in the sky” about 4:50 a.m. CST. It had a reddish vapor trail and moved rapidly to the north. A Wellington police officer had observed one object through binoculars and said it was about the length of three cars, was egg-shaped, and moved in an erratic manner along a straight path.”[i]

Again as evidence of strange things in the neighborhood - August 8, 1965 ten miles east of Seneca, Kansas a 22 year old from Kansas City, Missouri observed an object for about 1-2 minutes. It was described as oval-fat, almost round object grey-white in color noted because it was a light object in a night sky and because it remained near the ground. Estimated it to be about a half mile away from observer but moving toward him to within ten yards. Object then made a sharp turn to the right and disappeared suddenly. Size of an automobile about ½ mile away. Windy, cloudy with moonlight. Noted inversion at 8000 feet. Summary conclusion was “insufficient data” since FORM 164 sent but not returned with further information. (1865-08-7472489 Seneca, KS. PBB).

As summer was winding down in 1965 and the first days of August arrived headlines bloomed with the news “Flying Objects Zooming Over State” by a Bill Stevens from an Oklahoma City paper informing readers of sightings from Purcell (southcentral), to Tulsa (northeast), and to Guymon (in the panhandle). A similar article by a Jack Taylor in an unidentified newspaper was “Sky Objects Excite Region.”

In northeastern Kansas and the community of Prairie Village on August 10th something strange happened when a civilian witness saw an object for 3-5 minutes.  The night was clear with a moon when the witness saw a silver-white triangular object- with a red glow above the triangle. Red light appeared larger than an airplane. It came from the SE then turn sharply north before it disappeared from sight. An airplane was seen a few minutes after the object disappeared. Plane was clearly visible and contrasted with object. (1965-08-7473144, Prairie Village, Kansas, PBB).

In mid-September near Lyons in central Kansas an observer sighted an oval-shaped silver object with white lights extending out in all directions. The summary page of the Blue Book file read a “single object” and it was labeled with ‘insufficient data” and a probable sighting of Venus except for the duration and positional data omitted because the witness had not filed a FORM 165. Inside the report was a letter the witness had sent to someone at the Department of Defense (dated 14 September) “I saw aircraft which was unlike anything that the general public is aware of…This was witnessed by thirty other people…one was a police officer… I am very concerned...” and the President (dated 15 September 1965) where the witness stated “…three round objects flew over my community…not airplanes.”

These letters earned a response that would become standard with requests to fill out the FORM 165: “In 18 years of investigating over 9000 reports” the Air Force was noted as the report agency for such phenomena, “the evidence has provided almost conclusively that “they are “objects either created and sent aloft by men, generated by atmospheric conditions, or caused by celestial bodies or residue of meteorite activity…” (1965-09-8677117, Lyons, Kansas. PBB).

 


ENCOUNTERS IN KANSAS: UFO'S AND THE SUNFLOWER STATE, "THE SCAR. cont." PART , MARILYN A. HUDSON

The Scar (not to scale)

Copyright, 2021. Marilyn A. Hudson

Continued....from 'THE SCAR"...

....was first diagnosed with asthma and it was attributed to the proximity of the elevator.  I remember walking home with kids from school, cutting through the park and going under the street to cross Harvey (even though we were not supposed to do that).  In later years, I recalled the fear we all shared but refused to acknowledge as we crept through the tunnel dripping with water or sluggishly flowing across the concrete bottom of the tunnel, emerged whole out the other side, and then ran triumphant up the hill to the grassy verge and home.

I remember – because memory is so much a part of this catalog of events - that on the 22 of November 1963 the teacher and principal informed the class that the President had been shot and school was being dismissed. All the students shouted in happiness; a response I remember things was rather shocking and crass – later I realized they had missed the social implications, the political nuances, or cultural fallout of a dead president and were merely excited for a little holiday.

As 1963 appeared a sighting of a bright orange to red object was reported from Forbes Airforce Base at Topeka, Kansas. It was at 20 degrees elevation in the SW moving east with no trail and no sound. It was estimated to be two miles distant and was observed for 2-3 seconds in a foggy light drizzle. Inside the report it read that the bright light increased from low level to headlight held at arm’s reach size. Brightening from orange to red. Inside Airman Russel R. Newton, FAFB, suggested reflection on the fog. A Lt. Lampert saw a similar object the year before in a clear pre-dawn sky but did not report it. That August would be the Wayne County, Ill UFO chase (4 August 1963) where police chased the object and electromagnetic and radiation presence were investigated by NICAP and the Air Force. The Air Force explained it as a sighting of Jupiter. On September 30 in Muleshoe, Texas, a stone’s throw from the New Mexico state line in the Texas panhandle, report of two shiny objects, round with a red-orange glow, on a course heading SW were reported.

 Reports from 1964 [spring of third grade, summer, fall grade] of fourth

In January of 1964 the only grandfather I knew – a step grandfather – died in Nebraska. I would miss his circuit visits as he left the great northern cold, went to Georgia to visit a son, and then heading back to Nebraska would come through Kansas to visit us. He taught me – with gentle patience and willing ear, to play checkers and we had many a marathon game.

The mid-years of the sixties were the time of the UFO’s. In 1964 there were sightings in many locations. Historians recognize several “flaps” – major sighting events – occurring in 1952, 1960, 1965. These flaps were all part of a buildup of sightings.

 Limiting the list  to the area in and around Kansas where I lived sightings occurred In: Ardmore, Oklahoma (April 9 – insufficient data) the object showed an apparent “maneuvered course” and a drawing of the same showed an object with windows, appeared large, resembled an old blimp, appeared over trees in the west. It made a sharp turn and disintegrated (disappeared?). The Air Force conclusion was an aircraft pulling a banner but labeled it “insufficient data”; Sayre, Oklahoma (July, an apparent sighting of ECHO 1 for 6-7 minutes); Oklahoma City (November 6) where a rare 23 pound meteorite was found after the sighting in the area of suspected landing, rock was considered odd because of the lack of ‘space residue’ (sent off to a lab for analysis it revealed a high concentration of silicon; final disposition of sample unknown).


ENCOUNTERS IN KANSAS: UFO'S AND THE SUNFLOWER STATE, "The Scar" 1960'S cont. Author's Personal Accounts. Marilyn A. Hudson

Copyright, 2021. Marilyn A. Hudson

ENCOUNTER: THE SCAR, 1963-64

[323 South Ash Street, Wellington, Kansas; 1963-1964, 3rd Grade, Roosevelt]

My father had taken an older bike he had acquired somewhere and had plans to refit it for me to use.  It was still a little tall for me and I had been told not to ride it yet. He still wanted to make adjustments. The temptation was simply too much.


We had moved from the 412 E. 4th address to south Ash Street  late spring of 2nd grade and I looked forward to 3nd grade. That year, however,  is largely a blank to me. I had my tonsils taken out. That is about all I remember of that school year. 

On the west side of Ash was a huge wheat elevator and the streets on the east ended there. Just to the north of our house was 4th Street (several blocks removed from the old house) and a delightfully scary hill all the kids loved. It ran straight down into Ash Street in a T-bone. If you missed the turn, you bounced over the curb, and either crashed into the grass or the ten-foot chain link fence around the grain elevator.  Either one was a mark of accomplishment for neighborhood children.

I pushed the bike up the 4th street hill, took the bike to the curb, leaned it enough to hoist a leg over and – wobbling – pedaled to the middle of the street. A deep breath and I was off!  My too short legs did me in and my feet slipped off the pedals. I just did not have legs long enough to grip and gain control of the bike. I tried to turn enough to sort of slide but instead I bumped into the curb at nearly full speed and sailed over the ground to slam against the chain link fence. Clutching the chain link, feeling the fence shudder from the impact, I slowly slid down into the grass and kicked away the bicycle.

As I sat there in the dead grass and collected myself, feeling tender and a little stupid, I saw I sported a faint pattern of a chain link fence – reminded me of a waffle - on the front of my thigh.  It had broken the skin slightly in a few places but was not bleeding.  All I had on my legs were shorts because my first grade pants and dresses did not fit anymore and- hey – it was summer! In the fall new school clothes would be coming but for summer the shorts were what I wore.

As I sat there getting over the exciting and scary incident I noted a scar just behind my knee. I admit to being much more flexible at that age and could easily see the scar when I lifted my leg up and twisted around to view the back of my leg. Lifting my white tennis shoe clad foot upward and twisting around I could see the skin just behind and above the crook of my knee.  On closer inspection I saw it looked a lot like the scar a friend at school had after cutting her hand and needing stiches. This was exciting!

I had a friend who had fallen off their new bike and had an impressive cut.  This scar had tiny web marks as if skin had grown together as if knitted by a loom and around the edges tiny mark that looked like suture marks. 

I had seen those scars before from friends at school and church who had made exciting trips to the emergency room or a doctor’s office for stitches. I admit I was a little jealous; the second grade equivalent of tattoo envy.  Excitedly, I jumped up and ran home to query my parents and my much older siblings. What had happened? To leave a scar like that something had happened! When? What is the story behind this scar?

The Scar (not to scale)
No one could remember any such injury. Not my elder siblings, some with children of their own, none of my neighbors, teachers, or church friends. In fact, my parents swore there had never been such an injury. I must have just scratched myself. Did you look at the scar, I asked, that did not come from me scratching myself!

No one knew?  My mother’s frown showed her total puzzlement. No one else knew anything about it. I had not been injured. I had no stitches (would not have until several years later). 

It was not long, it had a center section that looked like tiny lines of skin and joined together the cut. Around it were tiny holes similar to the stitch marks seen on my school friend’s scar. Surely an injury requiring stitches would have warranted remembering – by someone.  It was toward the outside of the back of my thigh, right leg, just above the knee bend.

The incident might have been forgotten as just another childhood event but it stayed with me because a week later I found this amazing stuff called “angel hair.” Someone had thrown out with old Christmas decorations this glittering and magical stuff. I picked it up, amazed at the scintillating nature of the fiberglass, and learned that “angel hair” and open scrapes (even ones looking closed on the back of a leg) when they met produced an uncomfortable and unforgettable discomfort. It seemed weeks before all that glass was removed from those exposed bits of skin.

Bike rides down hills, chain link fences, and close encounters of the angel hair kind all served to bring one thing in my mind and that was the question, ‘where did I get the scar?’

I remember this house on Ash Street because it was across the street from a huge concrete grain elevator. It was there that I was diagnosed with asthma.

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