An Aside to a boring long Story

Posted by dt on Sunday, 11 May 1997, at 4:46 p.m.

readers:

I just realized that I left myself at Ft. Belvoir reading some unusual
documents. Before I go on, a short commercial break:

Believe it or not, although I had a strong interest in the subject matter
beginning from the time that I saw "War of the Worlds" as a kid, my training
at Belvoir did not nurture my direct participation in any ufo information
collection or related activities (say like the FBI giving Mulder the "X"
files).

No, I was instead shipped to work with Marcos' state police, then onward to
South Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos, etc. I will skip this period of my life in
that the various operations that I was involved with, I believed, only
served to get my ticket punched or pay my dues. However, as I mentioned
before, one of my first assignments in Vietnam (in late 1968 I think) was
the protection of MMM (Minnesota Mineral & Mining) civilian employees (who
were not acknowledged by our government as being there at the time) who were
mining tungsten like hell for our space program. This metal was not shipped
directly to the US but to Canada or somewhere in south America first.

My real inspiration (partial purpose for being here)-

Actually, I just wanted to be a shoes salesman. But, I went back to school
again. It was all that I knew outside what I've been doing and I was in
control again. I met my future wife in school, but she was an "English"
major....yuccy! She thought me very primitive at first. After some time, we
married; initially, things were pretty normal for us.

But, one day she blew my mind. I knew she was an air force brat from San
Antonio, Texas (I think it was part of the Union by then?) as her father was
an air force master sgt. with a lot of stripes. Of course, she told me alot
about her family and all but nothing really caught my attention (although
now it seems out of the ordinary) until one day I mentioned my reading a
bunch of documents about a place called Roswell. Nope, this didn't ring any
bells with my wife. She is not a ufo buff. No, she was never abducted or has
never seen a ufo or ace.

However, I was telling her about the part about the military cleaning up the
supposed crash site. Then, my wife starting telling me about her father (who
was in the Army Air Corp, who later elected to serve in the newly started
USAF) being called suddenly away from home (Randolf around San Antonio) and
how he was only gone for a short number of days. More importantly, he was
mad when he got home. He told his wife (who my wife says was somewhat of a
hysteric personality) how he was made to do some demeaning work - cleaning
up a crash on his hands and knees- he was a ranking NCO at the time. He said
he was treated like s*#t, etc. Furthermore, my wife said this spoiled her
mother's 4th of July family plans.

Upon telling me the above, I proceeded to question my wife more. You see her
mother died unexpectedly shortly afterwards on the air force base hospital's
operating table and her father committed suicide a little later (found
sitting in his car in a closed garage). You see after he came home (my wife
showed me his military papers) he was awarded the Army Commendation Medal
and was transferred with family to Hawaii in early 1948. I could not find
out the reason for his award or sudden transfer (Her family was isolated on
the far side of Oahu in a single family unit on the beach not a military
installation?).

I never told my wife I felt her whole family's situation at the time was
very strange and what I thought to this day. I asked if her mother was a
talker - she was.

dt