Pascagoula River
Two local fishermen reported in person to the Coast Guard that they were fishing approximately 3 miles south of Pascagoula when they encountered a bizarre illuminated object which was 4-6 feet under the water and was estimated to be moving at around 6 knots. The two fishermen tried to figure out what this under water object was but could not fathom it out. At one point they tried to hit the object with their oars but the object would move out of the way. At 9.40 pm the Coast Guard at Pascagoula despatched a boat with two Cost Guard men aboard to investigate this sighting.
The object in question was located by the Coast Guard. They described the object as having an amber light that was approximately 4-6 feet in diameter which was attached to a metallic object moving at 4-6 knots. At one point the object ceased its illumination, changed course and then lit up again. This object moved around in different directions while still giving off this amber illumination. The Coast Guard men could not identify this object. Eventually the illumination ceased and after about 20 minutes and then the Coast Guard vessel returned back to the Pascagoula Station at about 10.30 pm.
As far as I’m concerned all four of these UFO sightings are significant and obviously the one by Mike Cataldo as it was in the same area at the same time. It could well by that Mr. Cataldo saw the same craft that Charlie and I encountered. Of course there is no way we can prove this but in my opinion it cannot be ruled out. I often wondered if anyone else had seen anything. I see that Mr. Cataldo also reported his sighting to Keesler AFB and waited for them to phone him back but they never did. This does not surprise me at all as they gave me and Charlie the brush off when we phoned them.
I know it’s a long shot but I would like to take this opportunity to ask if anyone else may have seen something on or around the 11
th October, 1973, in and around the Pascagoula River area. If you did I would respectfully like to ask you to get in touch via my publisher whose contact details are featured in this book. Any information will be treated in the strictest of confidence.
****** CHAPTER TWELVE
More encounters in 1993 and Budd Hopkins Someone once asked me about other adductions. Had I had any other encounters? . Let me explain what happened then you can decide for yourself. This really threw me a curve ball for a while until I got help figuring it all out.
It all started one day about 7:00am. I had decided to go fishing, just to get away for a little while. At this time I lived in Bay, St Louis, Mississippi. It was a six miles ride in a boat to Cat Island. I set sail off the Washington Street pier. It was around 8:00am when I left, going to the island. It was a beautiful day, bright and sunny, no wind, so the trip was really smooth going there. It took about 45 minutes to get to the other side of the island where I fished. I always thought that fishing was the best way to relieve yourself of any stress. I loved it.
When I got there I set the anchor about twenty five feet from the island because the tide was turning and if you are not careful it could leave you on dry land before you know what has happened. You could find yourself stranded until the tide came back in. All I’d brought with me was bait, four bottles of water and a fried blondie sandwich for lunch. I had planned to be home way before dark.
I was simply sitting there fishing. This was just about thirty minutes after arriving which was still a few hours until dark. There was plenty of time to fish and to get home before dark. Then, for some reason, I looked up and it was dark. I was thinking, “what the hell just happened? I don’t remember anything. It’s now dark”. I had bought an old cheap watch just a few days ago because for some reason time had become an issue in my life. I looked at my watch it said it was 23.00 hours. The watch was set on military time which would be 11:00 pm. What had just happen? As far as I was concerned I had just got here and it shouldn’t even be lunch. (At this time in my life no one had cell phones because of the price of them.) My mouth was really dry so I reached for one of my bottles of water but there was none, no water no sandwich. I knew I had bottles of water with me but what had happened to them?
I was thinking to myself that I needed to get home. I know Waynett would be worried about me. I sure did dread the trip across the water in the dark as I had no lights because I was going to be home before dark. Not thinking much about what had happened I started across the water. It was pitch black and the water was rough so it took around an hour and a half to get back to the boat launch. When I got there, there were a few people fishing on the pier. I went to get my truck and sure enough there was a note on the windshield saying where are you I am worried. Waynette knew that if I was catching fish I would sometimes let time get away from me but never this long. Living on the water we always had emergency phone numbers to call in case anything happened. I hope Waynett hadn’t called any of these numbers yet.
So I loaded my boat and made the fifteen minute drive to the house. Pulling up in the driveway I noticed the lights were on. Waynett was looking out of the window. She came out and said you must have broken down. She was just about to call someone to go and find me. I told her that I’d did not think I had broken down and that I didn’t know what had happened but I was really thirsty. While I was backing in the boat she got me some water. We then sat on the porch for a little while and I tried to explain what had happened. This was very difficult simply because I didn’t know what the hell had happened. Waynett said, well, did you Catch some fish? I told her, I don’t think so.
After our chat on the porch we went to bed and I slept like a baby. I woke up at 6:00 am the next morning because we had some company coming over. About 9:00 am our company showed up. It was Bill Robertson, he worked for Channel Twenty Five but he wasn’t there as a reporter. We just got to know him as a friend but never gave him an interview. Bill kept up with what was happing in the abduction world and he was just really interested in it. When he was there I sat him down and explained what had happened the day before. Without saying a word he said let me get back with you in a day or two. Then he wanted to see the boat, he gave it a really good once over. He then opened the cooler where normally I would keep the fish and said you must have had a good day fishing. I said why did you say that. He said the ice chest is full of fish. I didn’t remember catching any fish. But sure enough, I got on the boat and looked in it and it was full of trout and flounder. I thought to myself, what happened, I don’t remember catching any fish? I just passed it off without saying nothing else about the fish. Bill got off the boat and asked to use our phone. So, Waynett went and got our cordless phone. He walked around in the yard a little while talking on our phone. Hung up, came over to me and asked if we would go to a UFO conference with him, not as a speaker. He had someone he wanted me to meet and the conference would be in Tampa, Florida.
I knew Waynett had never flown before so I asked her she said okay. Bill said all expenses would be taken care of if I agreed to talk to someone and be hypnotized. I told Bill that was fine with me but little did I know who we were going to meet. So we flew into Orlando, Florida with Bill Robertson and he had someone pick us up at the airport and drive us to Tampa to some motel close to where the conference would be held. We got checked into the room and settled in and someone was knocking on the door. I got up and answered and it was Bill and someone else who I didn’t know. Bill introduced me to the other guy and it was Budd Hopkins. I still didn’t know who he was. Bill said that Budd Hopkins was going to be a speaker at tomorrow’s conference. I asked Bill and Budd to come on in and have a seat. Budd asked me if I would mind talking to him. I told him I wouldn’t mind at all, so he asked me a few questions about my fishing trip and the missing-time that I didn’t remember. Then he told me about different abductions with missing time and that some of the people would remember after a little while but he would love to hypnotize me to see if I could remember what had happened. I agreed and told Budd that it would be okay because I wanted to know, I wanted to know what had happened. Budd said that after the conference we would get together and try regressive h
yponosis giving us some time now to ourselves.
The next morning we woke up at around 8:00 am and went down for breakfast. Bill and Budd were sitting at a table and invited us over to sit with them. Budd was telling us about his book ‘Missing Time’. The book was all about people that lost track of time and who remembered an alien abduction while under hypnosis. This really made me think simply because I had experienced this ‘missing time’ while on my fishing trip. Did I simply get lost in my thoughts that day or was there something more to it?
After breakfast we left and went and got ready for the conference. At about 11:00 am we went to the conference hall and Budd was able to get us a front row seat I had never just sat and listened to anyone speak at a UFO conference before. That day I was truly blessed as I was introduced by Budd to lots of people They all wanted me to speak (up on the stage) but I politely refused. But I got to meet Stanton Friedman and several more speakers including Travis Walton. I listened to Budd Hopkins speak on the ‘missing time’ cases that he had written about in his book. I wanted to learn more. After the lecture we all went back up to Budd’s room and I agreed to let him hypnotize me. I asked Waynett to go back to our room because I wanted to protect her from all of this. I did ask Bill to stay and record the hypnosis and take notes of the session. I told Budd Hopkins that no matter what, I had to go through with this because I had to know the truth. Budd agreed with me and said that I would remember all of the details. He then said it might not be what he thinks but we would try to find out.
So Budd started a regressive hypnosis session and I remember him saying that my arm was getting lighter and lighter, then it was floating. Then he started asking me questions about that morning and I remembered seeing a haze in the sky, like a cloud, it looked just like a cloud then it was directly over me about 500 feet high. It looks grey in colour and I couldn’t tell how long it was. All at one time the bottom of this ‘cloud’ opened up. I started floating up with my back toward the craft and my face looking down at the boat. I noticed that I was still in the boat and I looked like I was asleep. As I went into the bottom of the craft the door closed but I couldn’t feel the craft moving. I then saw what looked like a female approaching me. She was gray in color, with brown eyes that were really almost black. I wasn’t afraid at all because I knew for some reason that it was going to be alright and I would be safe. That’s when I finally came to terms with what had happen in October of 1973 (with me and Charlie) and it was now 1993 .
I don’t know what else may have happened as I must have come out of the hypnosis. I really don’t remember nothing more. Budd tried to put me back under hypnosis but with no luck in doing so. Maybe it’s best that I don’t remember. After the second attempt at hypnosis we just gave up. This was hard, not knowing, I really wanted to know. I thanked Budd for his time and for trying. I wished him all the best and we said goodbye. Budd said I might remember more details later on and if so to call him, or if I needed him I was just to give him a call. That was the last I heard from Budd Hopkins, I lost all his contact information during hurricane Katrina. Bill and I got up and went back to my room and talked about what had happened. Bill agreed with Budd saying that maybe I was not able to remember what had happened on the fishing trip and that it might slowly come back to me as Budd had suggested. Maybe there was a good reason why I could not remember and I agreed.
The next day we all flew back to the Mississippi Gulf Coast, not saying anything about the hypnosis session with Budd. Bill said he would make a copy of the tape he had made and get it to me. Two days after that Bill Robertson passed away before he could ever get the tape to me. His death came as a shock to all that knew him. I don’t know what happened to his tape. I went to his office and they said that they had no idea where anything was or what he was working on.. Personally I think he was writing a book on different adductions accounts but I can’t be sure. I never talked to Waynett about what was done that night. I didn’t tell her anything of what I remembered under hypnosis.
Budd Hopkins hypnotic regression – full transcript If I’m honest I can’t remember a whole lot of what happened when I went under regressive hypnosis with researcher and author Budd Hopkins when I met him in Florida in 1993. I knew that Budd had passed some years ago and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get the chance to listen to the cassette tape recording that was made that day. However, once again I am grateful to my publisher Philip Mantle. Philip made some enquiries concerning who was now the custodian of Budd Hopkins’ research files now that he had passed away. One of those contacted was Budd’s long time friend and colleague Peter Robbins in New York. Peter Robbins informed us that it was alien abduction research and author Dr. David Jacobs who now was in possession of Budd’s work. Philip Mantle and I emailed Dr. Jacobs to see if he had a copy of the cassette tape in question and if he did could we have a copy. Dr Jacobs promptly replied and informed us that yes he had the tape and that he would be more than happy to supply us with a copy. The tape arrived safe and sound and a transcript of it is here in full. As far as I am aware this is the first time that this tape has been transcribed. Thank you once again to Peter Robbins and Dr. David Jacobs for their help with this.
In the following transcript Budd Hopkins will be highlighted as BUDD and I simply as CALVIN.
Cassette tape, side one.
The date on the cassette tape is the 14thMarch, 1993.
BUDD:
What kind of car was it?
CALVIN:
A 1973 Rambler Hornet.
BUDD:
Oh, a new car?
CALVIN:
Yeah, I’d just bought car.
BUDD:
What color was it, yellow?
CALVIN: Yellow.
BUDD:
Yellow, uh, uh. So you said you drove over and picked up Charlie, right?
CALVIN: Right.
BUDD:
And then you uh, went off, where was the first place you went to fish? The grain elevator.
BUDD: The grain elevator, yes. And did you catch any fish there?
CALVIN: No.
BUDD:
So you decided to move on?
CALVIN: Right.
BUDD:
What were you fishing for? CALVIN:
Really I don’t think I was fishing for much of nothing. Charlie was doing the fishing and I was doing the talking.
BUDD:
He’s the real fisherman?
CALVIN:
He’s the fisherman, yeah, Charlie’ gets in to his fishing. BUDD :
But you had a pole? Oh yeah, I had a pole and if was off in the water and, but I really didn’t care if I caught one or not.
BUDD:
Right. And you were 19?
CALVIN: Right. BUDD:
So then when you get into the shipyard did you did you have to go in, I suppose there was some sort of driveway or road?
CALVIN :
Yes, there was a road that went in and it is was, there was a lot of tall, tall reed cane, so we drove down this road and parked.
BUDD:
How far would you say the car was from the pier where you were sitting?
CALVIN:
I would say the car was 175/200 feet from the pier.
BUDD:
So just walked down and you were sitting on the end of the pier? CALVIN:
Right. I know the car would have been closer than that ‘cause later I stepped it off (paced it off) and it was 125 feet to where the craft had landed.
BUDD:
Yes, right.
CALVIN:
And the car was parked parallel with the craft.
BUDD: 125 feet.
Muffled third party voice in the background. Another person (sounds like a man) is speaking to Calvin.
CALVIN:
Yeah, that’s it, right there.
BUDD:
Well, we don’t want to record the induction (hypnosis induction).
Inaudible women’s voice in the background. Muffled voices. BUDD :
Okay. You said you had your t-shirt on and jeans and something like that. Get your shoes off and get yourself comfortable.
Muffled voices. BUDD:
(Putting Calvin under hypnosis). Now then come back to that beautiful place another time. Here right now I want to enjoy this wonderful sense of relaxation. I want you just to feel that soothing flow through your body, this warmth and relaxation. Feeling the warmth of the blanket (inaudible)….just feeling the sense of rest, so comfortable, so safe, feels so good, allow yourself now to go deeper and deeper into this sense of relaxation, deeper into this wonderful feeling, relaxation. Comfortable, relaxed, peaceful, relaxed. In this relaxed state your mind is so clear (inaudible)…I want to back many years, 20 years ago almost, back to October 1973. What I want you to do first of all, see yourself as if you are looking into a big, big full length mirror; I want you to see yourself as 19 year old young man. I want you to see the way you look. Look in that mirror, you’re 19 years old. Perhaps your body is shaped differently, I want you to look at yourself, your body, your face, looking at your jeans and t-shirt, look at your hair in that mirror, look at your face and realise that, look how much more innocent and younger you look. You are 19 years old, you’ve had some good times and you’ve had some difficult times, you can see that right in your own eyes, look in your eyes, look in the mirror, a young man, had some good times and some not good times, you look really different to now, you look young. Show me your arms (inaudible). Okay.
Now if we stayed away from that image, just stepping away from the mirror, I want you to see you parked up by that place, I want you to look at that Rambler that you got (car), the yellow Rambler, the car you had a lot of fun with, it was exciting to get a car like that. You liked to drive round in it, have some fun with it. I want you to look at it and, you are standing outside on the driver’s side, you can speak whenever you like, I’d just like to ask you a question or two. You are standing at the driver’s side looking at the car, the yellow Rambler. Answer this question for me; is it a two door car or a four door?
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