My story started at age five in 1951 when I saw a spaceship when we were living in West Virginia. I told my parents, aunts, uncles and cousins. I don’t have to tell you what their reactions were.
When I came home from Vietnam in Oct., 1967, I was twenty one years old and in the army. I was stationed at Fort Ord, California in what was called C.D.E.C. OR COMBAT DEVELOPMENTS EXPERIMENTAL COMMAND. We would be bussed eighty miles out into the Mojave Desert to “HUNTER LIGGETT MILITARY RESERVATION CA.” which was where we did our so called experiments.
One night while on guard duty around October 24, 1967, I was with three other soldiers who I thought were my friends. I noticed a strange light in the sky and called it to the attention of the three soldiers who were with me. At that point it became larger and brighter and started giving off an orange fluorescent trail when five smaller craft dropped out of the bottom and formed a V- formation and were headed right for us.
As the craft closed in on us, I began to hear a kind of echoing blip, like water dripping into a pool but with echoes. I believe these sounds are the beginning of the abduction and are what paralyze people for targeting, just like a poacher hunting at night with a bright light.
I don’t know how I got on the craft but, The first thing I knew I was placed on a table eyeball to eyeball “literally” [with the aliens]. My friends weren’t anywhere to be seen. I wondered if they suffered the same ordeal that I had. Next I was given some kind of examination. They began by looking at my feet and I couldn’t figure out why. Next they gave me an injection in my right thigh and then did something to my groin area. Then one of them came over to my left side and it felt like he stuck his whole hand inside my rib cage and then withdrew. One of them stuck a long needle up inside my left nostril and then one of them bent right over the table and put his fore-head right against mine and stared at me for a while. I was then escorted to another part of the craft where I was brought before and had a conversation with some kind of light being, maybe even an Angel, or what I perceived to be an angel at the very least. I was told many things of which I cannot recall except that something wonderful was going to take place in the not too distant future, whatever that is to them.
I was standing there looking up from the ground just like before but they weren’t there any longer and I was missing three hours????? My friends were not. When I was returned, I told my friends we had to tell my platoon Sergeant Sgt. Palmer about what had happened. This man then threatened me with the Psycho ward back at Ft.Ord if I didn’t keep my mouth shut. After hearing that, I became furious and insisted that it go on record. He said he would put it on record and then told me that he and others had seen them, too, and tried to talk me out of what I was about to do, I replied that it was my job as I was on guard duty and was bound by my oath to report anything strange or unusual and this was indeed strange and unusual! I couldn’t believe what happened next, for my efforts I ended up on the psycho ward at Ft. Ord, California and was diagnosed as a Paranoid Schizophrenic.
My executive officer LT. HAMMOND believed me and even came to the back door of the ward to tell me, at great risk to him- self that he and a couple of other officers had chased strange lights all over the desert for three nights in a row but could not catch up to the lights to get a look see. At the time of this event my Company was A Co 41st Infantry C.D.E.C. or Combat Developments Experimental Command. After the event it was changed to G company. WHY? {COVER-UP} Around the first of the year I went to the V.A. for a check up and was told that I was not psychotic but that I had PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Since that time I have come to believe that this is just one of many abduction terminals around the world with the blessings of our government. This is a perfect example of “military justice.” Years later I got with Budd Hopkins. Sometimes when I see old so called friends now, they want to talk UFOs and aliens. I tell them, “Wasn’t that you who told me 31 years ago that those things that you are relating to are insane thinking and you’re insane?”
George Ritter GWCRITTER- @ -webtv.net