Welcome to my nightmare. Part 1

 The brain freeze wasn't working. Although I wouldn't understand anything that was happening to and around me for decades, I was, for some reason still unknown to me, going to remember large parts of the experience.
 The interesting thing is that the brain freeze, which is my nickname for the "twilight sleep" the aliens use to keep humans from remembering their experience, actually allows the person to be conscious and able to move around. But those few hours will not be remembered. It is amazingly similar to today's medical twilight sleep. Of course this was 1967, years before twilight sleep would be "discovered".
Unfortunately for the aliens, those few humans, that brain freeze does not work well on, give no tell tale evidence that they will remember the experience. Basically the aliens cant tell if your going to remember or not because everyone is conscious and able to move around. Most to forget the experience, some few to remember.
  I will now skip ahead a little to the part of the experience i remember most vividly. "Where is my mom?" I remember asking this out loud as I lay on the table. I had gotten scared because earlier they had taken my mother and sister together in another direction leaving me alone.
 I was able to turn my head and look around. The room was fairly small and  the two or three "people" on my right side were busy doing something that seemed to take all their attention. They did not look up when i spoke. On my left was "someone" that just seemed to be standing there watching me.
"She is in another room, we will take you to her when you are done." was the reply i got. It was so strange. It was like having a speaker in my head. I could hear the words clearly, but i didn't know where they came from.
 Occasionally one of the three on my right would say a few words or ask a question, one of them seemed to be in charge and would give short directions, ill cal him the "Boss". I don't remember the procedures that I had, or the exact conversations, I do remember that although I was hearing everything in English, I didn't understand most of what they were talking about.
 I asked for my mother two or three times and each time I got the same response. "She is in another room,We will take you to her when you are done." 
  After a while another "person" Ill call the "Doc" came in the room and asked if they were done. The "Boss" responded "yes" and a conversation ensued about the "results". There was a short back and forth about the "findings". I remember they had talked about finding something that seemed to bother the Boss. The Doc said it was something that wouldn't manifest until later in life and it "would be okay". The Boss asked something about  if it would effect my ability to have children, the Doc said  that it would not be a problem.
 The boss then asked " Do you want him kept in the program then?" to which the "Doc" said "yes". I remember the whole time they talked about me as if i wasn't there.
  I'm guessing that perhaps I had an advanced alien physical that included a mapping of my DNA and that they may have found a genetic marker for late onset type two diabetes, which I do have, and as everyone knows, didn't stop me from having children.

Coming up- Part 2- the nightmare ends... for now.
 

MIB part 3

I lay in bed watching the impossible unfold in front of me, I was frightened beyond belief, but also there was a part of me that was totally amazed. Because of the fear i felt I wanted to put my head under my covers and stop watching, but my curiosity and amazement just wouldn't let me.
 A minute or two after the entity stepped back into the darkness he again stepped forward. He stood there for just a minute when something happened that again made me so afraid that I felt frozen in place. I couldn't believe it when a second entity, dressed just like the first, stepped out and stood right next to the first one. They were identical in height and size, now i was looking at two skeletons in black suits standing in my room. This one did not carry a small suitcase when he stepped out.
 They stood there looking around, occasionally one or the others jaw would move up and down as if they were talking to each other. Interestingly, I heard nothing. A couple times one would raise his arm as if to point out something in my room, then lower it back down to his side. Again one tried to step forward but again it looked as if he hit an invisible barrier in mid step and then pulled his leg back.
 After a few minutes one then another stepped back into the darkness. End of story? no way.
 A minute later both the entities stepped back out of the dark and into my room exactly where they were before. Then once again i watched as a third entity stepped out and stood next to the others, all three looked identical. This one carried no suitcase either.
 They proceeded to do the same things as before, looking around, moving their jaws as if talking, occasionally pointing or trying to step foreword. I couldn't take it anymore, i needed to get my parents to come and get me out of this nightmare.
 I didn't want to jump out of bed and run because, up to that point, the entities had paid little attention to me and I wanted to keep it that way. So i decided that since my parents room was next to mine I would slip my hand down between my bed and the wall between our rooms and start banging on the wall. I don't know how long it was before the banging woke my mother up, but it was no more than a few minutes. When she opened my door and asked if that was me banging on the wall, i told her to turn on the light. When she did, they were gone, or at least we couldn't see them in the bright light.
 Were these entities the notorious men in black? I think so. Over time we had several more strange occurrences and sightings in that apartment. The last time, about a year later, my father watched the black portal open in his bedroom, we moved two days later.

MIB part 2

  So there I was, laying in bed watching something happen that, even at my young age , i knew was impossible. And yet I watched as the inside of my closet slowly darkened into a deep black nothingness. Then a leg, wearing black pants stepped out of the darkness and planted a foot just outside of the closet just inside my bedroom.
   I looked at the light switch on my bedroom wall. I knew if i sat up in bed I could reach the switch in a quick second.  I wanted to turn on that light badly, told myself at the count of three I was going to reach for it. But I couldn't move, I was frozen in  place by fear. I knew at any moment, whoever or whatever was attached to that leg, still standing just inside the darkness, was going to completely step out into my room.
  I watched as the leg lifted up, and surprisingly, it backed up, and was swallowed back into the darkness. I couldn't believe it, I breathed a small sigh of relief and was able to calm down a little. So many things had been running through my head, fear, amazement, confusion, curiosity. Up until that point fear was pretty much number one, but interestingly i found myself starting to be a little less afraid and a little more curious as to what and how this was happening.
   That is until, a minute or two later, the leg came back out of the darkness and again planted a foot just outside of my closet. Seconds later it again was pulled back into the darkness, this happened three or four times. And fear was back to its number one spot. The anticipation of the leg coming out and then going back in over and over again was excruciating.
  The last time the leg came out of the darkness, it planted a foot in my room and instead of pulling back in, the rest of the "person" stepped completely out. There standing before me less than a dozen feet away was nothing less than a vision from a nightmare.
 I now believe the nightmare that i was witnessing was caused by an x-ray effect that the blackness, which i now believe was some sort of inter-dimensional portal had on the " person" traveling through it. For what i witnessed standing before me was nothing less than a skeleton, in a black suit.
 The front of its long jacket was opened a few inches, just wide enough so i could see the spinal column. I remember thinking how the spine came down to a point which made it look like a long white tie. The head of course was just a white skull. Again, i believe the unbelievably high energy's needed to open this portal caused this x-ray effect.
 Of course at my age and the fact that this was the late 1960s, not I, nor anyone else I know of, had ever even heard of an inter-dimensional portal. Heck, we still had  black and white TVs. So to me, I was seeing a skeleton in a suit that had just walked out of a black hole in my closet....Wonderful.
  The "person" stood there, black jacket, black pants, I couldn't see his shoes as the light coming in from the window did not illuminate all the way down to the floor. In his left hand the entity held a small suitcase or doctors bag. As I watched I could see his head moving left to right as if he was looking around checking things out. After a couple of minutes he turned slightly to his left and put the bag back into the darkness.
 After placing the bag into the blackness which had,a few minutes earlier, been an ordinary closet he again just stood there looking around. Occasionally his lower jaw would open and close as if he were talking, but i heard nothing. His arm half raised and he pointed in my direction, at which time I thought i was going to die from fright. By this time I was shaking like the proverbial leaf.
He then pointed in several other directions. If I didn't know better id say he could see through the walls as he was pointing in the direction of my parents and my baby sister in the next room.  He lifted his foot and tried to step farther into my room but stopped in mid step and stepped back like he had hit an invisible barrier, he did this two or three times.never able to take another step.
After several minutes and several failed attempts to walk into my room the "person" took one large step backwards and was engulfed back into the darkness.
  I thought it was over, I hoped it was over, I prayed it was over... It wasn't. The worst was yet to come.
  




 
 

MIB part 1

 Ive had a lot of people ask me about the MIB, or men in black as they are called. These encounters  jump the timeline ahead a couple of years but I guess I can get back to the earlier alien encounters later.
  Do to the rising cost of alcohol and my fathers inability, or more like unwillingness, to pay the mortgage we had moved out of our home in West Corners and into a second floor apartment in Johnson City. That would be the last time we lived in our own home as a family. It was sometime in late 1967.
 I remember we were living there for quite a while and I was happily attending Abraham Lincoln elementary school, when Richard Nixon was elected President. Rumor had it that he was going to make us go to school on Saturdays, I was horrified. But back to my story.
 I remember we had moved into the second floor apartment without a hitch. The move was quick as a lot of our belongings were left behind in West Corners. We had been there for several days and life was going on as normal. It was the third night in the apartment that changed all that.
 I had gone to bed at my regular time and was fast asleep. I was a sound sleeper, not one of these kids that get up in the middle of the night to raid the refrigerator or sneak into their parents bed. When I went to sleep, it was a done deal. Except for that night. That night, in the literal blink of an eye, I woke up. I was not groggy, half asleep, or even tired anymore. I woke up and i was wide awake and fully alert. I was more than a little startled.
 It was dark outside and very quiet. If you knew my family, "quiet" obviously meant that everyone  was asleep. The only light in the room was shining in the window from a conveniently placed streetlight across the road. It gave me just enough diffuse light to be able to see in my room.
   I was just laying there looking around my room wondering why in the world I was awake and so fully awake at that. I lay there thinking of what i should do, I was considering maybe getting up and going to tell my parents i was awake when suddenly i noticed my closet was doing something funny.
  It was a long closet, there were no doors on it and i could see all my clothes hanging inside. The funny thing was, the inside of my closet was slowly getting darker. My hanging clothes were slowly being engulfed by a pitch blackness.  I wasn't sure what i was seeing, the rest of the room stayed dimly lit at the same low light level while the inside of my closet was growing darker and darker.
 It was not fast by any means, but took several minutes. The dark seemed to be confined to the area inside my closet. All the while the darkness grew, I was seeing movement, not constant, but every now and then it looked like a blurry hand would move through my closet, just outside the dark, much like someone was putting their hand through smoke, or testing the water. I realized there was someone, or something, behind the darkness, just a few feet away.
 I was pretty much frozen in place by fear at that moment. I watched both amazed and terrified as the inside of my closet, in about five minutes, turned into a very dark black hole.
  It seemed like hours but was probably no more than a minute or two,when I watched, while in an even more terrified state, as a leg slowly came out of the darkness and planted a foot outside of the dark, outside of my closet, into my room.

Aliens part 1

Okay, so let me list some of the the things Ive experienced, mostly from the mid 1960s through 1975. Its been pretty quiet since then, seems my children catch an occasional glimpse of a UFO or the mysterious men in black but as far as me, I'm pretty well alien free for the last couple of decades. As far as i know.
  When this all started our family only consisted of me, my mother, my father and my sister. A younger sister would be born shortly after the aliens started coming and a baby brother would be born pretty much after things were over. The day before alien contact our family was not much different than any other mid 1960s family, dad worked and mom took care of the house and kids. There was a black and white TV and plenty of time for playing outside of the house. Kids today wouldn't understand the wonderful simplicity which was to be a child of the 60s.
Then with no warning there were several things "alien"going on, all occurring at about the same time, some during the day, others at night.The exact sequence of events I'm not sure about as everything seemed to start all at once and lasted on and off for several years.
  Neither of my parents readily accepted the things that were going on, my father refused to talk about them and said they should be ignored, although i did get him to talk a little a couple years before he died, a very little. And my mother to this day swears we were being attacked by demons. 
 The aliens entered our lives around 1965 when i was four years old, and the last time i saw them was on August 4, 1975, while out walking my dog along the Susquehanna river.
 In the beginning there were several daytime visits by a grey alien. The exact number of visits I'm not sure, but it was at least three or four. He would show up at pretty much the same time of day, right after breakfast while my mother was cleaning up the kitchen and my sister was playing in her room. I would be sitting on the living room floor in front of the TV watching my favorite cartoons and of course, Captain Kangaroo.
  So this is where it starts getting weird. One day while watching TV I had the thought that someone was looking at me through the living room window, which from my position was situated over my right shoulder, but when i turned, no one was there. Although I thought i had caught a brief glimpse of something or someone moving down out of view very, very quickly. I kept getting this odd feeling every few minutes  and I kept looking and seeing nothing but a quick blur. I was getting annoyed at this distraction as it was taking my concentration off of my cartoons.
 I finally figured it must be a couple of my neighborhood friends, one climbing onto the others shoulders to get high enough to look into the living room window and then jumping down when he saw me start to turn and look.
 After a while i went over to the window and looked down expecting to see my friends on the ground  scurrying to get away. But again i saw nothing. The only explanation i thought of was that my friends were hiding behind the tall hedgerow that separated our yard from the neighbors. This hedge was no more than a few yards from our house. Although you could pretty much see through its thin branches it was the only place i could think of that my amazingly quick friends could be hiding.
 There was in my youthful estimation only one thing to do, it was an act of total defiance, something for which i had suffered several slaps in the face from both parents at different times. I did what any four year old boy would do when faced with such circumstances. I stuck out my tongue.
  I thought for sure this would elicit a response from whoever was hiding outside. when no one came rushing out of the bushes threatening to tell my mother what i was doing, i thought that a little more irritation was needed. I stuck my tongue out and left it out, looking back and forth so anyone outside could see that i was defiantly giving them the raspberry's. When nothing happened then, i took to sticking my tongue in and out over and over again. I was feeling really defiant knowing i was safe inside behind the window and anyone outside was getting the rasp-berrying of a lifetime. Thats when it happened.
   It was like an invisible window shade had been pulled up very quickly, The phrase that it "popped" into view is pretty close to what i saw. but it was definitely a bottom to up "pop". This was the sixties and the word alien wasn't being used yet, the word then was martian, and everyone knew martians were green and had antenna on their heads. So this was not a martian, it wasn't green and lacked the telltale antenna. What i saw made me freeze in my tracks, totally shocked.
  What looked back at me from the other other side of the window, no more than a few feet away was what we now call a gray alien. Again, I didn't have the vocabulary to explain what I was seeing and it would be many years before i did. It stood there looking directly at me with unblinking black eyes, its nose was no more than a bump with two small holes. I thought it was shaped like a dogs nose, and its face was long and narrow. I didnt notice its mouth.
  I remember wondering if it was mad at me since i had stuck my tongue out at it because it looked "mad". I stood there frozen in place, just looking into its eyes, waiting to see what it would do next. Remarkably, it did nothing. we stared at each other for several seconds, i was taking in as much as i could about what it looked like, what it was wearing, taking in as much as a young kid that had no idea what he was seeing could. My head was spinning and all the while my fear was growing.
  The alien was wearing a red shirt, i called it a vest back then, although i don't remember exactly what it looked like today, ill believe my four year old self and say it was designed like a vest. On this vest i saw an emblem, the emblem i remember vividly, I wont describe this emblem as i am waiting to see if anyone else has seen the same thing.
 I was both amazed by what i was seeing and scared half to death, after several seconds I decided I needed my mother to come and see this, and to also give me an adult to hide behind. I then let out a scream for my mother as loud as i could. As i inhaled air in preparation for my scream, the alien "popped" out, again it looked like an invisible shade had been pulled down in front of him and he disappeared in an instant from the top down. My mother ran in and looked out the window but of course saw nothing.
This was the first of several encounters at the window. The encounters were weeks and sometimes months apart. Each time i would feel watched, catch a blur in the window and go stick out my tongue, he would pop in. I think maybe he was curious as to how i knew he was there. I'm just guessing about that.
After two or three encounters i found that if i stayed perfectly still and didn't move, the alien would stay in the window longer and we would just stare at each other, but if i moved even a little he would pop out. My younger sister and i had a game we played called the blinking game, we would stare at each other to see who would blink first. One time i actually thought this alien was playing a blinking game with me, as he never blinked, and i tried to out-stare him. didn't work. I'm tellin ya, you cant make stuff like that up.

Alien Brain Freeze

  I have a large family, I have been blessed with several remarkable children and more grandchildren than you can shake a stick at. My wife is a wonderful and very forgiving person. which is a good thing for me. I have siblings, cousins,nieces and nephews All good people, not a bad apple in the bunch. (or at least that we admit too.) 
  Several of my children and one sister have had some experiences with UFOs, aliens and one even had a run in with the men in black. And these are just the few family that will admit their experiences too me, i am sure there are others. My own experiences were numerous and varied, lasting for several years from early childhood until my teens. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, for me the alien mind freeze, as i call it, didn't work too well on me so i retained many memories that I'm sure the aliens didn't think i would be able to access. I believe the alien mind freeze works in the same way our doctors use the modern method of Twilight sleep on patients. you will be awake, more or less functional, but the link to your memory is chemically severed, blocking all memories for a short amount of time. The aliens technique doesn't seem to involve chemicals, but works along the same lines.
  As happens with our method of inducing twilight sleep, on rare occasions, due to a persons brain chemistry or perhaps its unusual neural design the memories are not completely blocked and people will tell you the horror stories of remembering their procedure. Trust me, nobody wants to remember a colonoscopy.
  This also happens on rare occasions with the alien mind freeze. If a persons brain is somehow of a  slightly different design than an average human brain, "surprise" you will, as i do, remember a lot of your experience.
  Of course, I'm just guessing, but from my own experience and watching others under the influence of mind freeze, i think i might be onto something here. Also my memory does seem to be different than most peoples, i have many very early childhood memories from as early as a few months old. Things I remember from that young age have been verified by my parents and even my grandmother.
Besides, just ask any of the above mentioned family members and they will verify that my brain does seem to work a little different than most.

I'll just stay home.

I don't go out much, everybody knows that, but when i do go out, its usually at the bequest of one of my siblings. Let me tell you what happened the last time I was coerced into having a few drinks with some new friends and family.
This was no different than all late night gatherings that include large amounts of alcohol, the conversation drifted to the usual back and forth questions and answers and semi inebriated ramblings that covered a host of largely insignificant topics. The alcohol was doing a good  job of loosening tongues as it is well known to do and as the night went on the topics of discussion became more and more interesting, at least to me. I was enjoying the banter, when, out of the blue what does one of my new acquaintances just have to ask? He leans forward in his chair, slowly looks at each of the other half dozen people in attendance and with a deep, quiet voice he asks if anyone in the room believes in aliens... here we go again.

 The thing is, In my experience most people have never experienced anything truly "alien." At best they have witnessed some mysterious light in the sky, heard a funny sound from inside their closet or the biggie- they had a vivid dream....oooohh.

I mean seriously, this guy proclaimed himself  "expert" on all things alien. But of course after seeing that mysterious light in the sky and being "pretty sure it wasn't from around here." he was totally the man of all "alien" knowledge.

So Im sitting there, quietly, trying very hard to be nice and polite, listening to this guy tell me... ME, about aliens. I swear to God, after several painful minutes of listening to his totally fictional diatribe, I was getting ready to explode. All that was running through my mind was the question, "Is there no-one else out there that has actually met the aliens face to face and more importantly, remembers it?" Must the best they can do is to "remember" feeling a invisible presence in their bedroom or remembers an 'abduction" through a vivid dream or hypnosis?   Cmon  i cant be the only one that has had a daytime fully awake encounter with an alien. where are all the others??

Sure, i met an alien, several of them. Nothing formal, we didn't shake hands or exchange gifts, just the usual, taken at night, go to their ship, lay on the table and get examined thing. Yes,Ive been in their ship, I even went up and down in their anti- gravitational light beam... am I the only one? Another time I watched as an inter-dimensional Einstein-Rosen Bridge (a hole in space/time, kinda like the "Stargate" wormhole) opened up in my bedroom and three men in black stepped out....am I the only one??? seriously.

 I figure I didnt ask for this, what do i do with this. Im the only one that i know of that is telling the truth, and no-one believes me. Yet everyone was transfixed by the ramblings of this total alien expieriencer imposter.

You see, the thing is, this guy that was rambling on, telling everyone all about his expert knowledge of aliens, as full of shit as he was... he was the hit of the party...life sucks.