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 The following was taken from a newspaper from Springfield, Missouri,
 dated Sunday, December 9th, 1990.  The name of the newspaper I think,
 is the NEWS-LEADER and article is in the section called Ozarks Accent.
 BY: Mike O'Brien
    What sets Gerald Anderson appart from the thousands of other
    American's, including scores of Ozarkers, who say they've seen
    UFO's or even insist they've been kidnapped by creatures from
    outer space?
    Why are Gerald Anderson's childhood recollections stirring
    international interest among UFO researchers whose reputations
    have been built on healthy skepticism and willingness to
    debunk hoaxes?
    Because of little things he has to say and how he says them.
    Stanton Friedman, a nuclear physicist who has lectured on more
    than 600 college campuses about UFOs, decribes Anderson as "a
    really significant, potentially the most important" witness to
    what both men believe was the aftermath of one of two space
    craft crashes in New Mexico in mid-summer 1947.
    Friedman is co-authoring a book based upon several years of
    painstaking investigation into the haunting mystery.  He was
    startled, upoln meeting Anderson for the first time only a few
    months ago, to hear the Springfieldian echo details of the yet
    to be published research.
    "There's no way he could know some of these things unless he
    had been there at the time," Friedman believes.
    Example:  only days before first talking with Anderson,
    Friedman coaxed a heretofore reluctant New Mexico mortician
    into recounting a run-in he'd had in 1947 with an especially
    unpleasant red-headed captain who was heading up a team
    recovering bodies from a hush-hush aircraft crash.  Anderson,
    too, spoke of a red-headed captain with a mean disposition.
    Friedman says the descriptions of the ornery officer provided
    by the two match precisely, although Anderson and the mortican
    never have met.
    In sketches of the desert crash scene drawn by Anderson in
    Springfield following a hypnosis, a lonely windmill appears in
    the distance.  When Friedman later arranged for Anderson to
    return to New Mexico to pinpoint the long-ago crash site, no
    such windmill could be see on the horizon-- until, almost by
    accident, the windmill wa spotted behind tress that had grown
    up during the 43 years since Anderson was last there.
    "I got shivers over that one," says John Carpenter, who has
    extensively debriefed Anderson over the past 4 months and went
    along on Anderson's return trip to New Mexico in October.
    Capenter holds degrees in psychology and psychiatric social
    work from DePauw and Washington universities and trained in
    clinical hypnosis at the Menninger Institute.  He's in his
    12th year of work at a psychiatric hospital facility in
    "When Gerald tells his story, it's not just a story -- it's
    his life he's telling you, intermixed with his feelings and
    his beliefs and all that is Gerald," Carpenter says.
    "When someone is spinning a hoax or tale, they only give you
    enought to reaise your curiosity.  Not Gerald.  He gives you
    everything, in detail, much more than you ask him for.  He'd
    be setting himself up to be found out if it wasn't true.  He's
    so confident, he goes so much further than a hoaxer would ever
    Carpenter puts great stock in Anderson's recountings under
    hypnosis.  "It's what he didn't say that was significant."
    Caprenter says, explaining that despite clever prodding,
    Anderson never commited a hoaxer's mistake of "recalling"
    something that shouldn't be a part of his own memory.
    "And when he's under hypnosis, all the bigger, adult words
    drop out when he describes events from his childhood,"
    Carpenter found.  "He relates what he was in child-like
    Carpenter also detected "genuine amazement" when Anderson
    heard what had been dredged from his subconscious memory under
    hynosis.  "The look on his face was priceless when he realized
    he'd produced details he'd forgotten on a conscious level so
    long ago."
    Most subtle but perhaps most telling, in Carpenter's view, was
    Anderson's reaction to being accepted as a viable witness to
    an extrordinary encounter with a spacecraft and creatures from
    beyond Earth.
    "He was so grateful at being taken seriously.  You could see
    the relief and release after all those years, and the great
    hope that other people would take him seriously too, once and
    for all."
    Ironically, Friedman points to Gallup Poll results indicating
    that 60 percent of Americans who have college degrees say they
    believe UFOs are real.  With such a receptive constituency,
    why would government officials persist in what Friedman calls
    the "Cosmic Watergate" -- the coverup and denial of the New
    Mexico crashes?  Perhaps, some speculate, because it would be
    too embarrassing now to admit that some supposedly made-in-USA
    technologies actually were plagiarized from confiscated
    Friedman emphasizes that he's not as interested in uncovering
    past misdeeds as he is in encouraging future progress.
    "I believe we should have an 'Earthling" orientation rather
    than nationalistic orientation.  The easiest way to
    demonstrate the wisdome of this is to prove that lifeforms
    from other planets are coming here.  If we can do that, then
    everyone will be forced to look at our world differently, as a
    part of a galactic neighborhood."
    Ozarkers wishing to learn more about UFO research may attend
    meetings of the local chapter fo the national Mutual UFO
    Network.  The next MUFON gather is scheduled for 7pm Tuesday,
    Jan 29, in the private meeting room at Mr. Gatti's Pizza, 1508
    E. Battlefield Rd.
 --- via Quickpoint XRS 3.2 (286)
  * Origin: Pegasus flying to you via a Rainbow! (Quick 1:19/19.11)
 From:    Sandy Barbre 
 To:      All                                      Msg #293, 15-Dec-90 19:37
 Subject: 2ND HALF NEWS ART. PT 1
 The second part of the Springfield newspaper, dated December 9th,
 1990 is as follows:
 Titled:  Fact or Fantasy?  Springfieldian seeks validation of UFO
          encounter 43 years ago.
 Written by: Mike O'Brien
 ALSO NOTE: the actual newpaper article shows a scene of the UFO
 crash drawn by Gerald Anderson and also a sketch of a creature he
 believes was a visitor from another galaxy.
 -+-------------begin story--------------
    To a 5-year-old kid from Indianapolis, the mountains and mesas
 and vast scrubland surrounding Albuquerque seemed an alien world.
    "I was in awe" recalls Gerald Anderson of his arrival in New
 Mexico with his family in July 1947.  "I was in the wild
 frontier.  There were real, live Indians out there."
    Then says Anderson, on his second day in the Southwest he
 bumped into real,live creatures from a truly alien world.
    There were four -- two dead, on dying, one apparently
 uninjured.  The creatures were about 4 feet tall, with heads
 disproportionately large for their bodies by human measure and
 almond-shaped, coal black eyes.  They huddled in the shadow of
 50-ft-diameter silver disk - a "flying saucer" that had crashed
 into a low hillside on the rim of what locals call the Plains of
 San Agustin.
    Anderson, a former police chief at Rockaway Beach and Taney
 County deputy sheriff who now works as a security officer in
 Springfield, is adamant about events on the hot midsummer day so
 long ago.
    "I saw them.  I even touched one of the creatures.  I put my
 hand on their ship.  And I wasn't alone - my dad, my uncle, my
 brother and my cousin all saw the same things.  And so did a lot
 of other people.  But they aren't talking.
    Anderson is talking, pubicly, after 43 years of silence.
    Among those listening most intently are some of the foremost
 researchers into unidentified flying object (UFO phenomena.
 These experts say Gerald Anderson appears to be an important link
 in a frustratingly fragmented chain of evidence concerning the
 most famous - or infamous - chapter in UFO annals: the so called
 "Roswell Incident."
    No one denies that "something" happened in July 1947 in
 central New Mexico, cradle of U.S. nuclear and rocket technology.
 However, military authorities insist reports of strange craft in
 the sky and bizare wreckage on the ground were traced at the time
 to an errant weather balloon and other manmade or natural
    Nonetheless, over the years, persistent whispered rumors grew
 into published articles and books, even movies, which fanned
 speculation that what actually occured was a visit by creatures
 from another planet - an intergalactic expedition that turned to
 tragedy on the high desert and then into a massive coverup in the
 highest circles of the U.S. government.
    Anderson says he was unaware of ongoing fascination and
 controversy over the strange episode from his childhood until one
 evening this past January when he was flipping through channels
 on his television set and stumbled across the popular program
 "Unsolved Mysteries."
    "I wasn't looking for any unsolved mysteries - I have enough
 mysteries in my life that are unsolved, and I don't need any
 more," Anderson jokes.  He is a burly, barrel-chested man
 standing 6-4 and carrying a muscular 250-plus pounds, with
 reddish hair and a rudy complexion creased from easy laughter.
    "But, bingo! On comes this story, and everything was wrong,"
 Anderson recalls of the TV show.  On sudden impulse, he dialed an
 800 phone number that flashed onto the screen. "I guess I figured
 that if people were still interested in this thing, they might as
 well get it straight" is the only explanation he can muster for
 speaking up after years of keeping mostly mum on the matter.
    "These people don't know what they're talking about," Anderson
 told the operator on the other end of the long-distance line.
 "The shape of the craft is totally wrong. 'And how do you know
 that, sir?" she asked. ' I saw it, I was there,' I told her.
 "Whoa!" she said.  "Thee are some people who will want to talk to
    Anderson's phone soon was ringing with calls from UFO
 researchers around the country.  One in particular, Stanton
 Friedman, a nuclear physicist and popular lecturer who had
 advised the "Unsolved Mysteries" producers, was struck by
 correlations between Anderson's recollections and obscure
 details Friedman uncovered while sleuthing for a book to be
 published next year.
 -+----- continued ----------
 --- via Quickpoint XRS 3.2 (286)
  * Origin: Pegasus flying to you via a Rainbow! (Quick 1:19/19.11)
 From:    Sandy Barbre 
 To:      All                                      Msg #294, 15-Dec-90 19:37
 Subject: 2ND HALF NEWS ART. PT 2
 PART 2 of:
 The second part of the Springfield newspaper, dated December 9th,
 1990 is as follows:
 Titled:  Fact or Fantasy?  Springfieldian seeks validation of UFO
          encounter 43 years ago.
 Written by: Mike O'Brien
    Friedman, who lives in Canada, contacted John Carpenter, a
 Springfield professional therapist who in his spare time serves as a
 director of investigations for the local chapter of Mutual UFO
 Network, a nationwide orgainization of UFO researchers.  At Friedman's
 request, Carpenter conducted extensive in person interviews of
 Anderson, including sessions under hypnosis.
    The results excited Friedman.  "Powerful stuff!" he exclaimed upon
 hearing interview tapes.  Friedman arranged airline tickets for
 Anderson and Carpent to join him in New Mexico to pinpoint the crash
    Anderson says the flight was his first return to New Mexico in more
 than a quarter-century.  After poining the pilot of a chartered
 helicopter to a spot in the desert 75 air miles southwest of
 Albuquerque, Anderson gazed at a hillside, strewn with boulders the
 size of Volkswagens and dotted with a few gnarled pinion trees, that
 he says he saw in the summer of 1947.....
    The Anderson family arrived in Albuquerque from Indiana on July 4,
 1947.  they took up temporary residence at the home of one of Gerald's
 uncles, Guy Anderson.  Gerald's father, Glen, was about to take a job
 as a master machinist involved in nuclear weapons design at the
 super-secret Sandia base on the outskirts of town.
    The next day, another uncle, Ted, struck up a conversation with
 Gerald's older brother Glen Jr., who was on leave from the Marine
 Corps.  Glen Jr. was a rockhound, and his uncle piqued the young
 Marine's enthusiasm with talkes of gorgeous stones just waiting to be
 collected in the desert.
   " Ted told my brother, ' I know where there's plenty of moss agate.'
 So we all piked into a 1940 Plymouth - Uncle Ted, my cousin Victor
 (Ted's 8 year old son), my brother, Glen, my dad and myself.  We went
 out into this area where the moss agate was supposed to be - followed
 two ruts into the desert, bounced along out there for a while, and
 ended up on top of a ridgeline.  We parked the car and started to walk
 down an arroyo (gully) and dry creek bed and out onto the plains.
    "But we came around a corner and right there in front of us stuck
 into the side of this hill, was a silver disc.  There were some
 remarks like"There's a crash up here!  Somthing's crashed up here! And
 then someone saying 'That's a goddam spaceship!"
    "We all went up there to it.  There were three creatures, three
 bodies, lying on the ground underneath this thing in the shade.  Two
 weren't moving and the third one obviously was having trouble
 breathing, like when you have broken ribs.  There was a fourth one
 next to it, sitting there on the ground.  There wasn't a thing wrong
 with it, and it apparently had been giving first aid to the others.
    Anderson animatedly acts out the fourth creature's reaction when
 the family members approached. "It recoiled in fear, like it thought
 we were going to attack it," anderson recounts, covering his face with
 crossed arms.  The adults tried to repeatedly to communicate with the
 frightened creature, Anderson says, but there was no audible response
 to greetings spoken in English and Spanish.
    A few minutes after the Anderson clan happened upon the bizarre
 scene, six other people arrived - five college students and their
 teacher.  They'd been working on an archeological dig around cliff
 dwellings a few miles away and had decided to hike over after seeing
 what they thought was a firey meteor crashing the night before.  The
 professor, a Dr. Buskirk, tried several foreign languages in
 unsuccessful attempts to coax a verbal response from the creature,
 Anderson says.
    The sun had climbed to a midday peak by this time and recalls
 anderson, "to a kid from Indiana, it was hot brother, let me tell
 you."  He chugged a chocolate flavored soft drink an hour earlier and
 the sweet soda pop was churning uncomfortably in his stomach. so he
 sought shelter in the shadow of the spacecraft.
    "It was 115 (degrees) out there that day.  But around the craft,
 when you got close to it, it was cold.  When you touched the metal, it
 felt just like it came out of a freezer."
 --- via Quickpoint XRS 3.2 (286)
  * Origin: Pegasus flying to you via a Rainbow! (Quick 1:19/19.11)
 From:    Sandy Barbre 
 To:      All                                      Msg #295, 15-Dec-90 19:38
 Subject: 2ND HALF NEWS ART. PT 3
 PART 3 of:
 The second part of the Springfield newspaper, dated December 9th,
 1990 is as follows:
 Titled:  Fact or Fantasy?  Springfieldian seeks validation of UFO
          encounter 43 years ago.
 Written by: Mike O'Brien
    Anderson also touched one of the creatures lying motionless on the
 ground - and it, too was cold.  In his child's mind, he had thought the
 figures looked like dolls.  But when he felt the colk skin, " I knew
 something wasn't quite right.  Yuck!.
    Anderson says he ran to the crest of a nearby knoll to take stock.  A
 pickup truck arrived on the ridge, and a fellow whom researchers believe
 was a civil engineer named Barney Barnett joined the curious audience.  "I
 remember thinking he looked like Harry Truman.  In 1947, every kid knew
 what Harry Truman looked like," Anderson says.
    After a few minutes, Anderson summoned the courage to agin creep close
 to the strange saucer.  It was then more chilling than the surface of the
 craft of the skin of the corpse; The upright creature turned and looked
 right at me and it was like he was inside my head - as if he was doing my
 thinking, as if his thoughts were in my head."
    Anderson remembers a mental sensation of falling and tumbling
 end-over-end. "I felt that thing's fear, felt its depression, felt its
 loneliness.  I relived the crash.  I know the terror it went through.  That
 one look told me everything that quickly," he says with a snap of his
    Other things began happening quickly about this time, Anderson says.  A
 contingent of armed soldiers suddenly appeared.  The creature, which had
 calmed down after its initial fright, "went crazy" at the sight of the
 soldiers.  Thinking back on the creature's plight today brings on the
 "awfulest, horrible feeling," Anderson says.
    "His situation was hopeless. He knew it.  He'd just lived through a
 nightmare that most of us wouldn't be able to psychologically stand.  He'd
 watched two of his crew, his friends or maybe even his family die.  He's
 watching another one die. He knows there's no chance of rescue, because the
 military is here and his people aren't going to be able to get him.
    "God only knows how far away from home he was, and he knew he was never
 going to see - if they have loved ones - his loved ones again.  He was
 totally alone on a hostile planet, and the only people who where showing
 him kindness were being run off by the military at weapon-point.
    "As a kid, I was aware of what being afriad of the dark was like., and
 the feeling I got from him was that feeling multiplied a million times.  It
 was scary.  It was terrifying.
    Anderson says he lost sight of the creature as the soldiers swarmed over
 the site.  The civilians were brusquely shoved from the craft. Anderson
 remembers shouts and threats.  His uncle Ted threw a punch at one of
 the GIs.  "Things got very tense, very dangerious," Anderson says.
 "The soldiers ushered us out of there very unceremoniously.  Their
 attitude, to describe it at best, was uncivilized."
    Anderson has an especially vivid memory of a tough-talking red
 haired Army captain and an equally gruff black sergeant.  "They told
 my dad and my uncle, who also worked at Sandia, that if they were ever
 to divulge anything about this - it was a secret military aircraft,
 they said - then us kids would be taken away and they'd never see us
 again."  It seems an outrageious threat in hindsight, Anderson
 concedes.  But at the time, he reminds, "These people had machine guns
 and you listened to what they said."
    Another recollection strikes Anderson as odd today:  The soldiers
 didn't appear surprised about the otherwordly craft and creatures.
 they didn't gawk, slack-jawed and awestruck as the Andersons had done.
 "The soldiers weren't saying, 'Gee, look at that!"  They were very
 cognizant of what they were looking at.  They knew what it was.
    And it soon became apparent, Anderson says, that the Army knew what
 it wanted to do with the find. "there was a battalion of military, a
 real invasion force, when we got back up on the hilltop.  Thee were
 trucks, there wre airplanes - they had the road blocked off and they
 wre landing on it.  They had radio communications gear set up.  There
 were ambulances, and more soldiers with weapons."
    In the days that followed, all of New Mexico was abuzz with talk of
 strange lights in the sky, strange echos on radar, strange doings in
 the desert.  On July 7, new reports told of remnants of an
 unidentified aircraft found by a rancher near the town of Roswell,
 N.M. about 150 miles east of the hillside where the Anderson's stumbled
 upon the saucer.
    Although several witnesses said it was like nothing they'd ever
 seen before, military officers insisted the metallic pieces came from
 an ordinary weather balloon.....
 --- via Quickpoint XRS 3.2 (286)
  * Origin: Pegasus flying to you via a Rainbow! (Quick 1:19/19.11)
 From:    Sandy Barbre 
 To:      All                                      Msg #296, 15-Dec-90 19:38
 Subject: 2ND HALF NEWS ART. PT 4
 PART 4 of:
 The second part of the Springfield newspaper, dated December 9th,
 1990 is as follows:
 Titled:  Fact or Fantasy?  Springfieldian seeks validation of UFO
          encounter 43 years ago.
 Written by: Mike O'Brien
    Forty three years later, Anderson smiles wryly when reminded of the
 Army's pronouncement, "A lot of people wondered why, if it was just a
 weather balloon, the military put the pieces under armed guard and flew
 them in a B-29 to Wright Patterson Air Force Base in Ohio," he observes.
    Anderson believes the wreckage scattered near Roswell and the barely
 damaged saucer on the Plains of San Agustin are connected.  "There was a
 gash in the side of the disc we saw, like it had been crushed in," he says.
 "The contour of the craft would fit into that gash perfectly - like another
 one of these things had hit it.  I think two of these discs had a mid-air
 collision.  One exploded and feel in pieces near Roswell, and the other
 crash-landed where we found it.
    With all evidence confiscated and the military steadfastly sticking
 by the weather balloon explanation, the story faded from the news by July's
 end.  And Gerald Anderson says he tucked away the memory as he grew into
 manhood.  "I learned you just don't go up to the average person on the
 street and say, "Damn, know what I saw?" The guy will go, "Get away from
 me, fool!  Are you crazy?"  In later life, he didn't mention it even to his
 wife until a few years after their marriage.
    Anderson joined the Navy in the late 1950s and served a dozen years in
 posts around the globe.  He lived for a few years in Colorado, working as a
 parmedic and working toward a college degree in microbiology.  In 1979, he
 moved to Missouri to better raise his daughter away from what he terms the
 "druggy" atmosphere of Denver.  In addition to his law enforcement posts,
 Anderson has worked for two southwest Missouri trucking firms as a driver
 and instructor.
    Anderson also has been active in the Episcopal Church.  He recently was
 elected to the vestry at Ascension Episcopal in Springfield and is studying
 toward becoming a deacon.   A gold crucifix - a cross complete with a
 figure of the martyred Christ affixed to it - suspended from a chain around
 Anderson's neck is testimony to his faith.
    Although he concedes his account might make some fellow churchgoers
 uncomfortable, Anderson sees no conflict between what he saw with his eyes
 and what he believes in his heart:  "When you're talking about the concept
 of God, you have to be talking in the context of a universal situations, a
 deity that built the whole universe.  And why should we assume that this
 speck of sand in the backwater of space would be the only place that an
 all-perfect, almighty God could create life?"

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