This file was provided by ParaNet(sm) Information Service and its network of international affiliates. You may freely distribute this file as long as this header remains intact. Date Prepared: August 9, 1992 Contributed by: Wade Kendall ============================================================ For further information on ParaNet(sm), contact: Michael Corbin ParaNet Information Service P.O. Box 172 Wheatridge, CO 80034-0172 or FidoNet 1:104/422 Internet mcorbin@scicom.alphacdc.com To request a files listing, request FILES or NEWFILES from 1:104/422 =========================================================== (C) 1992 ParaNet Information Service. All Rights Reserved Unless Copyrighted by Author. These files may not be excerpted unless prior arrangements are made with ParaNet. ============================================================ Budd Hopkins C/O Ballantine Books 201 E. 50th Street New York, N. Y. 10022 Dear Mr. Hopkins: I've read both of your books about UFO abductions, and frankly I feel that I need to tell someone about an experience I had about 14-15 years ago. It began about a year previous to that, but the details are not quite like the common abduction experiences that you've written about. Fifteen years ago I was a student attending college in a small town in New Mexico. The school was the New Mexico Institute of Mining and Technology in Socorro, New Mexico; I was pursuing a degree in Biology at that time. The school, due to it's hard curiculum, had three major stress relieving parties during the school year. In the spring it was St. Pat's festival, in the summer was August antics, and in the fall was the celebration of the 1849 gold rush called 49ers. During the fall of 1975, in the midst of the celebration of 49ers, a friend of mine and I had gotten into my Pinto and driven down by the local drainage ditch. We were in altered states of conciousness at the time, but not incoherent. While at the ditch my car engine, as best as I can recall, seemed to fail to perform properly. I remember looking up at the tree line when a large object passed into view in fromt of my car. I shook my friend and asked him to describe what he saw, and his description matched mine perfectly. The next thing I remember is heading down a highway towards Carizozo, New Mexico, trying to get away from whatever it was that we had seen. About this time my friend made a comment about what a pretty star that was over the road in front of us; I looked at the "star" and noticed that the road was bathed in white light. I did a fast U-turn and headed back to Socorro as fast as I could. After we had returned, we tried to tell people about this thing that we had seen. But due to the party attitude of everyone, we were told we had hallucinated the whole thing or it was a misperception of a common object. However, the city police had spent a large part of that evening responding to calls from local citizenry about a large UFO seen in several parts of the city. The radio also stated that it had been seen by the police department and pursued along the highway out of town. My friend and I thought it was probably the same object that we had seen, and did not give it much thought after that. Then about a year later I had a dream. Now at the time of this dream I had heard about the Hill case, but had neither heard nor read of the results of the investigation of that case. It is because of that dream that I am writing this letter to you Mr. Hopkins. It has been 15 years and I can still remember this dream as if I had it last night. The dream is as follows: I was sleeping in my dorm room in the bottom bunk of a set of bunk beds. When all of a sudden I am aware of a Light just outside of my dorm room window; associated with this light is a strange looking craft just hovering there. The next thing that I am aware of is being transfered to this craft (apparently through the walls or window of my dormitory). I am taken into a room which appears to be semi-circular in shape, the color is a strange shade of green (kind of like the color of an operating theatre). The light inside this craft seems to becoming from everywhere at once, even though it is bright, it does not irritate my eyes. I am placed on a table in the center of this room; the table seems to be a natural projection of the room. After I am placed on this table I am given a physical examination. I don't recall any of the details of the exam, except for an "eye" coming down from above the table. It seemed to scan the length of my body, first head to toe then it reversed. During this exam I kept trying to wake up from the dream, but I couldn't. It would all go black, and then I would be right back on that table with the exam continuing just as it had been. The table was surrounded by several short beings, I do not remember any physical characteristics of the beings outside of their size. There was one single being that was somewhat taller than the rest, and I got the distinct impression that it was female. It also seemed to be the one directing the whole examination. Finally, there came a knock on my dorm room door, the "female" looked at me and the others and said "We're finished.", then I woke up. It felt like I had not had any sleep the previous night at all. When my roomate came in from class I asked him if I had been in the bottom bunk when he had left that morning. He stated that there was a lump in my bed, the covers were up over it, so he assumed that I was there. This dream has bothered me for fifteen years and I can remember it as clearly as it was yesterday. I just don't know what happened that night or the night of the 49ers celebration. I cannot attest to any missing time as I just don't remember if there was any, or if I noticed any. I have no strange scars or fears or any of the other symptoms of an abduction outside of that dream. I am just confused, curious, and a little scared. If you can find the time to contact me I would be much appreciative. You will find my address and telephone number at the bottom of the letter. Sincerely Yours, Wade S. Kendall