A Powerful True Story
has an encounter with alien beings
& Copyright ©1999 Christine 'Kesara' Dennett)
Gulf Breeze UFO Wave
Travis Walton Case
A Powerful True Story
Of all the cases in this section, I actually think this is the most
important one. It is stories like these that are occurring world-wide.
Hundreds of people have told me they have had the same kind of
experiences as the man who relates this story. If you, a friend, or a
family member has had an alien encounter it is more likely to be like
the case that follows than any of the others I have described in this
Here is how I found out about this particular case: I have a friend
named George who is about sixty years old and retired. In October 1996
George attended his high school reunion. In the update year-book that
is published after each reunion, George had written that many years ago
he had a dramatic sighting of a UFO.
Shortly thereafter George received a lengthy typewritten letter from
one of his former classmates, Monty. Monty related a fifty-year history
of his family's experiences with UFOs and extraterrestrial beings. The
letter included drawings of the locations of some of the incidents.
George then called Monty and both of them discussed the whole case. The
two men began a year-long series of telephone conversations about
flying saucers and ETs. In February 1998 Monty sent George another
letter, this time handwritten. George then related the story to me, as
a personal friend. Both George and Monty have given us permission to
share with you Monty's correspondence. What follows are three things:
* Monty's original letter to George. (Retyped to fit the format of this
* Copies of Monty's original drawings.
* A copy of Monty's handwritten February 1998 letter to George.
(Retyped to fit the format of this book.)
"I believe it was early spring, just after dusk. I was on my bicycle,
heading east on Garfias Street to North Roosevelt Street where I lived.
I was fourteen years old. There was a bright reflection on my left
side. At first I thought it was a reflection on the power line. I
realized this light was very high, very large, and the fastest thing I
ever saw. It was directly above Mt. Wilson, about a thousand feet and
following the main ridge line, heading southeast over Monrovia Peak,
Azusa, and Montclair, California. Then, south over Pomona. It was huge.
Disk, oblong, white, orange and as big as two Pasadena Rose Bowls put
together. It traveled that distance, approximately fifty to sixty miles
in about eight seconds, then shot straight up and out of sight."
"I was totally shook up and raced home a few more blocks and told my
family. They listened, but were very skeptical. They knew I saw
something, due to my excitement. I know what I saw was real."
"The next day, while reading the Pasadena Star News, there was a small
article, 2" x 2", explaining that several people at the Pomona
Fairgrounds witnessed this unidentified object for a (few) seconds. An
Air Force spokesman had no explanation for the event and that was it,
end of discussion."
"There is hardly a day goes by that I don't think of that incident of 45
San Bernardino, California
"My family: wife and four children (twins) Allen and Scott, four years
old. David, seven years old; Diana, ten years old."
"We were on our way home from San Bernardino, California to our home in
Twin Peaks, California, located in the San Bernardino mountains between
Lake Arrowhead and Crestline. It was late, 10:30 to 11:00. I was
driving a 1970 VW van. We were heading North on highway 18. I decided
to turn off on Old Waterman Canyon Road, thinking I could save some
time. This is a very narrow road, dark and curvy. This used to be the
original road to Crestline and Lake Arrowhead. We were about halfway
through, before this road intersects with the newer Highway 18."
"The next thing I remembered was waking up with the van parked on the
side of this narrow road. In fact, we all woke up at the same time. I
never pulled off the road to go to sleep. We were only twelve miles
from home. I was dismayed, confused, and very relaxed. Our kids wanted
to know why I pulled off and went to sleep, when in fact we were all
asleep, or so we thought. We continued home. Betty and the kids went to
sleep. When we arrived at home, it was 1:00 a.m. We had been asleep for
one and a half hours in an area where I would never pull off, except
for a flat tire."
"I was so baffled by this event that I found it difficult to carry out
my duties for the U.S. Forest Service for a few days. My family never
discussed this incident again, until December 1994, when my son, Allen,
asked me if I remembered. "Just vaguely," I said, and that was the end
"Allen asked me again about the incident. And in an instant, it all came
back, what actually happened."
"This is what I remembered on that night of 1974, 21 years after the
"I exited Highway 18 onto Old Waterman Canyon Road and continued north
where the road again intersects Highway 18. I was about halfway,
approaching the switchbacks, when I saw lights in my rearview mirror.
The lights were approximately 1 mile behind, very bright, and catching
up with me. I thought the lights were two motorcycles racing, due to
their high speed. I told my family to hang on, as I wanted to put
distance between us and them. The lights were almost behind us, very
quickly, when I realized the lights were above the road. I thought it
must be a helicopter, but there was no noise. Our kids began to yell,
"What is it Dad? Speed up."
"Now the lights were above us, bluish-white, and I thought there were
two red lights. The car was losing power, not missing, just slowing
down. Diana was now screaming, David was crying, and the twins were
silent. My wife, Betty, began yelling, "It's the Lord. The angels are
returning." The car stopped. It felt like the car was dragged to the
side of the road. I couldn't move. I could see straight ahead but could
not move my neck. It was like a blue fog. I heard the right sliding
door open with a loud bang. No sounds from the kids. I heard the driver
and passenger doors open. For an instant, I saw movement. I was out of
the car. The next thing I remember is waking up, parked on the side of
Old Waterman Canyon Road."
"My son Allen tells me what he saw and felt. When the lights were almost
on top of us, his mother yelled, "They are angels." He somehow got
under the middle seat. He could see between the floor and the cushion
approximately twelve inches. The car pooped out, stopped. Lots of
glowing blue light. So much that it illuminated through the twelve-inch
space he could see out of. He was curled up on the floor with his arm
wrapped around the seat pipe bracket, and his hands were interlocked."
(Allen to his Dad)
"I could see and think, but was paralyzed. The sliding door opens fast
and a loud bang. The front doors open. I could see them through the
open side door. They looked like giant bugs, long, spindly arms and
huge bug eyes. Like a praying mantis. Dad, they take you and mom first.
Mom was still screaming. Then Dave, Diana, and Scott. I'm last, but
they couldn't release my grip from around the seat bracket bar. The
bugs tell me to relax. I can't, nor would I voluntarily. My body
becomes relaxed and they release my grip. I'm terrified and again,
paralyzed. It was like I just floated out and up. Bright, bluish light.
I'm inside a dark place and then I wake up, in the car, parked on the
side of the road, wondering if I had a bad dream."
"Scott, Diana, Dave, and my then-wife Betty remember the event as I did.
Betty refuses to discuss the event, becomes very emotional."
"This event remained hidden in our brains for twenty-one years, until
December, 1995, when Allen said, "Do you remember?"
Twin Peaks, California
"Twin Peaks is on a ridge top that is located between Crestline,
California and Lake Arrowhead. Our home was located on top of the ridge
at approximately a 6,000-foot elevation. There was snow on the ground
and I believe it was March or April when this next incident occurred."
"We lived in a two-story Victorian style home. It was very dark that
night and all four children were on the second floor quietly playing,
which in itself, was unusual. It was too quiet. My wife Betty and I
were reading on the first floor. The kids began screaming their heads
off, yelling and crying. An extremely bright, bluish light from outside
completely enveloped our home, inside and outside. The kids ran
downstairs and I ran outside. This very bright light had just moved to
the north, below the ridge top. And light was radiating through the
pine trees. This event lasted no more than ten seconds."
"The kids were scared to death to go back upstairs. We were just baffled
by what happened. There was no noise from the light. I asked local
people if they saw this and none did. No reports were called in to the
local sheriff substation. I just couldn't believe no one else witnessed
this event. The San Bernardino Sun newspaper had nothing about unusual
"The last event took place from our home in West Hemet."
"It was an early fall night at approximately 10:00 p.m. I had just
stepped outside and was looking towards the east. While looking towards
the mountains, I noticed a very small, bright light that began to move
extremely fast in one direction, then quickly shoot in another
direction. No human could survive the G-forces of that type movement. I
estimated this light would move ten miles in one second, then instantly
go in the reverse direction. This went on for about thirty
seconds and the light shot out of sight. I believe this occurred east
of the San Jacinto mountain range, near the Anza-Borrego desert."
"There was no mention of this event on radio or TV."
My Thoughts (Monty)
"I wish our government would quit spoon-feeding little tidbits of
information. We all know something is going on and there is earthly
involvement by humans. Until those who know the truth come forward, it
will remain a mystery."
Letter from Monty to George
February 24, 1998:
Thank you for taking the time calling me on the A&E program.
Good program covering all aspects of UFO abductions etc.
What bothers me, is all the records are gone on Roswell (destroyed) and
probably on all sensitive UFO sightings and abductions that the Govt.
kept secret. I don't think the Smithsonian museum in Washington D.C.
What happened to me and my family has profoundly affected me. The
ancient world engraved their events in stone. It worked for them, 8,000
years and it will work for me. I engraved a saucer and electrical force
field with a hammer and cold chisel, summer of '97. I feel more people
should put their important events in stone. It may take another 1,000
years to solve the secrets of Government. It's nice to know that you
are separating fact from fiction and keeping the awareness level up
The Mantell Case