Wilbert Smith Archives Files Box 1131 03 1131-03-p206

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regale us with tales of lonely nights spent on flight lines, alert pads, and missile silos. They told of strange alien craft that would come down and paralyse the men on station and then remove the warhead from the missile and disappear at fantastic speed. I met a sargeant who told me that he was part of a team that transported such a large crashed disk that it could only be moved at night on back roads and fences and poles had to be torn down and replaced as the convoy passed I listened to all...