Mass UFO Sighting at the 66 Multiplex Drive-In

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After my girlfriend and I stopped seeing each other socially, I did not pursue another. During this break time, I was seeing some craft. Mostly they were night time sightings. Quick and gone as I like to describe them.

I started working a clinic job. During this time I met my next companion. She was an intake RN for this clinic. It was only a short time before we started seeing each other. I opted not to share my personal beliefs with her, feeling that what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

One evening, in a cold November, we went to the 66 Multiplex Drive-In to see “Transylvania 6-5000”. We were snuggled in the front seat, covered with a blanket, when from out of behind the screen came an object. The total length looked to be about 3”. It was composed of 4 white lights in a row, then a white light at about a 60 degree angle above the 4, and then 2 more white lights in the same row as the four. It looked like a constellation. 

I rapidly rolled our windows down, it was completely silent. It covered the distance between the multiplex, which was just off of I-25 on the West side of the freeway, to over the Sandia Mountains in less than 10 seconds and it was gone. Multiple movie viewers had gotten out of their cars to see it more clearly. However, my girlfriend at the moment did not see it. Not at all. This being about 1984-85, I couldn’t take a picture with a cell phone, nor did I have a VHS recorder. This would have been a very close range photo.

We finished watching the movie and headed back to our apartment. I tried to nonchalantly quiz her about the object. But she was adamant that she did not see anything at all. Just as we were approaching our apartment complexes parking lot, in the foothills of the Sandia Mountains, a golden orange globe of light hung just above Sandia Peak. As I mentioned this to her, it shot straight up into the clouds. Once again, my relationship was on the way out. 


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Me and you and a ...Silver Disk? Remembering Grand Canyon Memories

After leaving Socorro I played in bands, met the ex, went to Nursing School and led an extremely robust existence. For the 3 years of my first marriage there were no “sightings” just awkward transitions of my body from one space to another.

The first sighting that took place after the divorce was during a trip to the Grand Canyon. I was excited about going as I had always meant to go there, but never really had the chance to do so. 


On the morning of the trip, I was loading up the car preparing for a weekend of relaxation. My girlfriend at the time and I headed out of Albuquerque going West towards Arizona via I-40. Just outside of Grants NM I felt an odd tingling at the back of my neck radiating up over my scalp. 
There, sitting about 11 o’clock in the sky, was a brilliantly reflective disc.


 It was about the size of a match head held at arm’s length. It remained motionless for 30-40 seconds, long enough for my girlfriend to see it just before it shot straight up and out of sight. She looked at me, and I said that these things sort of followed me. She had a hard time resolving what she had just seen.


We made our way thru NM and AZ, winding our way to what I still consider an awe inspiring sight. As the pine trees dropped away and the canyon walls came into view, I felt that tingling once again. I tried in vain to find the source, but I could not.

We made camp at one of the campsites along the Village Loop. We hiked most of the day taking photographs, then went back to set up camp. I had a quickset dome tent, so camp was up and going in no time. After supper, we retired to the tent and got to sleep around 11 p.m.


At 3:00 a.m., on the nose, the inside of our tent was lit up like a light bulb. The light was intense, white. So intense that you could feel the light. Just as suddenly as it was on, it was off. There was not a sound to be heard around the campground, but the tingling sensation was as strong as I have ever felt it.


On the way back from the canyon, we stopped at Barringer’s Crater. I was impressed by the site, but my girlfriend was extremely quiet. Our affair lasted 2 more months after this trip. She felt that she was never quite alone with me. At least that was her excuse.

A Signal from M Mountain and Missing Time.

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This will begin my post-Socorro experiences. They are frequent and continue to occur regularly.

I left NMIMT after graduation in the spring of 1979. 

The band I played in at the time played a farewell performance at the swimming pool. During our rendition of “Whipping Post” I got the strangest feeling along the back of my neck. I looked to the West, and sitting above the M on M Mountain, glinting light , was a lenticular disc. It hovered for about 1 minute and shot straight up and was gone.

The next day I left Socorro.

After leaving Socorro, I felt that I didn’t have the drive to pursue my biology. I worked at several minimal wage jobs and played music. It was a good time in my life. Then I met my ex-wife.

I tried to explain to her about the experiences from Socorro. But her paradigm did not allow such occurrences, therefore she blew me off. Until one night when I was gone for about 20 minutes.

According to my ex-wife, she had fallen asleep rapidly after we had gone to bed. She didn’t remember having any dreams and woke up feeling something was amiss. She rolled over to wake me, and I wasn’t there. Then according to her recollection, she went directly back to sleep. She was awakened when the bed “bounced”, much like I had jumped on it from dresser height. I was now back in bed and still sleeping.

I tell this from her perspective, as I have no recollection of anything, not even dreaming. I must admit at the time I had trouble believing her story, and chalked it up to her dream patterns. 

During my brief marriage to my ex, there were several occurrences of the “bouncing” feeling to the bed after we had gone to sleep. I began to mark these up to having out of body experiences. I’ve had those since I was very young. There were no sightings of craft during the three years we were married. 

That would change after the divorce.

Abduction, Budd Hopkins and a Backward American Flag.

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This will bring the beginnings of my noticing of what was occurring, to a close. Next post will start my post-Socorro life, which has been as interesting to me.

We Continue…

I got the feeling that someone wanted me to walk forward, and I immediately walked up the ramp. 

On either side of the ramp were markings, on my left side was an unknown symbol, which I cannot for the life of me remember. 

However, on the right side was the American Flag. I remember thinking that the star field was in the wrong place. Instead of being in the upper left, it was in the upper right of the flag. Years later I would notice that on aircraft, especially military aircraft, that the star field is on the upper right.

After all of us had entered the craft and were safely belted in, the Earth rapidly fell away from the ship. That is the best explanation as to how it felt. We were able to view the Earth thru the floor getting rapidly smaller.

At this point all went black. I woke up in my bed, just as tired as when I went to bed, 8 hours after I had initially went to sleep. Very reminiscent of how I felt in Socorro, after that first incident.

This left me feeling that I had questions. So I contacted the Intruders Foundation and Budd Hopkins. He felt that I had had some sort of incident and referred me to a female investigator in California by the name of Kathryn McCampbell.

I spoke with her for over 2 hours via telephone. Told her the exact same story that I am telling you now. She felt that I had definitely been abducted. And, due to some extra information, the beginning of the story if you will, from my childhood, she felt that these events probably started shortly after I was born. 

Her concern however was with the apparent military involvement. According to her research at that time the military had been working on using sound to control human response.

I have withheld certain names. Some are dead, and some are just close friends that I would not share without their consent. Make of this story what you will.

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Editor's Note: Why the flag flies backward on military equipment and personnel: This flag is symbolic of the men who used to march into battle with an actual flag. So steady and strong, the flag would blow behind them. On the arms of our soldiers, the flag faces as if being carried into battle, blowing behind them.
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