What I am about to tell you, seems like a fantasy or a made up story; but I assure you that what I am about to tell you is true and it actually did happen.

I was twelve years old and was allowed to spend the summer with my “Aunt Mary” and “Uncle Bill”; whom I would find out nine years later, were my real mother and step father. It was during that summer of 1957, I would experience something I had never seen or heard of before that night.

Evidentially my stepfather’s parents called my dad and asked Him to come out to their farm, which was located on Jersey Swamp Road in Beekmantown, New York. Beekmentown, for all intents and purposes was a small farming town, just a few miles from Dannemora Prison and the Plattsburgh Air Force Base.

Dannemora was formed from Beekmantown, Dec 14, 1854. The prison originally served as a site where prisoners were used to work in local mines in both Dannemora and nearby Lyon Mountain. Now called the Clinton Correctional Facility it is a maximum-security New York state prison located in the Adirondack village of Dannemora. It is sometimes colloquially referred to as "Dannemora," although it takes its name from its location in Clinton County. Two of Dannemora’s notable Prisoners were, (1) Robert Chambers - the "preppy murderer," who served much of his sentence for the killing of Jennifer Levin here, as well as a later sentence for drug possession after heroin was found in his cell and new criminal charges were brought. (2) Charles “Lucky” Luciano - One of the driving forces behind the development of Italian organized crime in the United States served 10 years of a 30- to 50-year sentence for running a prostitution ring before being deported to Italy after World War II.

Plattsburgh has hosted military activities throughout much of the nation’s history. It was an Army Barracks during World War II; then the Air Force reclaimed the land in the early 1950s to host an Air Force Base for the Strategic Air Command. After extensive construction, the base received its first B-47 bombers in 1956. During the 1960s the base hosted the 556th Strategic Missile Squadron (Atlas F). Plattsburg Air Force Base is the longest active military installation in the United States, Plattsburgh AFB, officially closed its doors on 25 September 1995, the result of the 1993 Defense Base Closure and Realignment actions. Plattsburgh AFB closed pursuant to the Defense Base Closure and Realignment Act of 1990 (10 U.S.C. Sec. 2687 note) and the recommendations of the Defense Base Closure and Realignment Commission. The 310th and 380th Air Refueling squadrons were deactivated in a ceremony Sept. 26, 1994. The F series of Atlas missile silo complexes were the last type of Atlas ICBM bases to be built at this Base.

The reason I tell you this is because of what occurred that summer night in 1957 and their location to what occurred. Since denial is the norm for the federal government in instances such as the one I am about to tell you about, it doesn’t surprise me that this was also ignored and denied.

However, it would take years for me to understand that what I saw was not the norm for this planet. For a twelve year old girl who was abused, nothing was not “normal” for her. To her it was just another fascinating experience that she would have and remember for years to come. It alos helped her to escpae the nightmares of what occured at home on a daily basis.

My (step) dad was a Deputy Sheriff for Clinton County and he had authority to call in any form of help that was needed in certain instances. Before I go on, I just want to say that he was and is more of a father to me than anyone else, especially my adopted father who was abusing me. Now back to the story.

We went out to the farm that afternoon and my dad helped his dad around the farm with some things that my grandfather couldn’t do. I never got to know my fraternal or maternal grandparents very well, because I only saw them once. When I was old enough to understand that I was their granddaughter, it was too late. They had all passed away.

It was a hot summer day and lemonade was well supplied. The farmhouse of my grandparents was very old and constructed of red brick. The driveway went up from the road to the front door of the farmhouse which sat on the right of the driveway, with the barn off to the left, as you were facing it. The pasture where the cattle and horses were kept was about fifty in front of the driveway and to the right side of the barn and went quite a ways back.

My grandfather had Jersey cows and a few team horses for spring planting and plowing. After feeding the cattle for the night and making sure they had all the water they needed, they came in and ate supper. By that time it was dark and had cooled down some. I wanted to go outside for a while, so my parents and grandparents decided that they would as well, because of their concern for the prisoners at the Dannemora Prison. Some had escaped and they caught most of them and were still trying to recapture the last one. My dad was always on the alert and on the look out for the escapee, so I can understand his concern at the time.

As a girl of twelve, time had no real meaning to speak of. I would guess it was about an hour later, as they sat outside and talked and I petted and talked to the cows and horses, we heard this strange sound. We looked around and couldn’t see a thing. The strange humming was getting louder and we began to search the skies for a plane….only it wasn’t a plane we saw. It looked like a teacup and saucer with the teacup turned upside down with no handle and it was slivery with funny looking orange, red, and green lights blinking in order. The while light on it was the only stationary light.

The next thing we knew it had landed in the center of the fenced in pasture and my grandparents fled in terror, while my mom tried to coax me in. I was fascinated by it and insisted on staying and watching it from behind the bushes near the barn where I had a perfect view of the thing….which is now known as a UFO. Meanwhile my dad had gone in to call the Air force Base to report it. My mother finally gave up on getting me to come in and went into the house. She told me that if I insisted on watching this to stay well hidden. I promised her I would. Well, I did but I didn’t. I stayed behind the bushes but had my head over the bushes watching everything that went on.

What I saw next is etched forever in my mind as was the landing of this “other world” spacecraft. What came next still astounds me. I saw these four very different creatures, yet they seemed very humanistic come out of the spacecraft on a “beam of light”. They were silvery in color, not the dull gray, as they are always described. They had the almond shaped eyes that is usually described with no nose or ears to speak of. Their mouths were no bigger than that of a small dog like Shi-Tzu, but shaped like two small lines for the upper and lower lips. They had more fingers on their small hands than we do and were not more than three to four feet tall.

I continued to watch in utter fascination as they dug in the ground and filled their little “bags” with what they had gathered. They collected specimens from the cows and the horses, which didn’t seem to mind at all. I thought that strange because cattle and horses are easily spooked, but it seemed as it they were unafraid of them...even when the spacecraft landed, they just moved out of the way and just stood and watched the goings on - as I did. One of them came over to where I was hiding and took leaves from the trees and a few flowers. He looked straight at me and I was almost sure it was a smile I saw come across his upside-down pear-shaped face and his dark/black eyes sparkled. I say he because, their gender was not obvious.

I was never afraid of them and was utterly fascinated by this. He turned around and walked back to his partners and once again in that white beam of light they were back in the spacecraft and took off, in a flash. I finally went in the house after checking the cows and horses and told my parents what I had seen. My Mom and grandmother had watched from the window, because of their concern for me. Then my dad and mom saw my face and neck, it was beet red as if I had suffered a bad sunburn, but it didn’t hurt. For some reasons, although I was in a sundress, my face and neck were the only things that were that way. They asked me if I was alright and I said I was, except for feeling a little sick to my stomach. Dad had said the Air force wouldn’t come out and they denied that there was anything visible on their radar; althought there were reports by others including reports that a few of the prisoners over at Dannemora, who could see it as well from their cell windows.

It was an adventure of a lifetime for a twelve year old girl and something I held onto as a wonderful memory. It would be years later that I would come to know these were not “figments” of my imagination but they were very real. That would occur when I had a Near Death experience and the Lord took me to some of His other creations.

It is very naïve and idiotic to think that we are the only creations that the Lord every created and that there is no other life on other planets. Some more primitive than us or far more advanced than we are. On some planets, evil simply didn’t exist and when they saw the Lord they all fell down and worshipped him. The Lord also showed me the planets of Satan where total evil did exist and they were dark and horrible planets. There were evil looking creatures there and I still shudder at the thought of them. From the most primoral planet of the Lord’s to the most advanced, that he showed me, they all respected and worshiped God as he should be worshipped. Then tears came to the Lord’s eyes when He showed me our planet sinking deeper and deeper into the pit of sin and evil. It is not a pretty sight…let me tell you!

For those of you who have experienced a contact with a UFO and/or experienced a near death Experience, you will understand and know it to be the truth. For those of you who don’t, nothing more need be said.

The Farm no longer exists as it burned down and now had a housing development on it. The memory of that summer and what I came to understand about this world and the world of God will always be with me.Once you see things through the eyes of God, you never see them the same way as man does – ever again.

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