By Forest Crawford Reprinted from UFO Journal of Facts UFO Archives, Tucson, AZ The eggs had their typical lack of firmness and the sausage tasted more like greasy rope than pork links. The orders to mobilize saved me from this breakfast experiment. We proceeded down six flights of stairs below the COMPTRAPAC submarine base in San Diego to “shoot-the-tubes.” After placing my few pieces of jewelry in a container I climbed into the cylinder to travel the tunnels to an unknown assignment. I wondered what was so important to upgrade our pay from E-3 to E-6 before we left and besides that, we could not even finish breakfast. As I am told of our departure, a familiar, uneasy feeling comes over me. When you […] Read More