Shoot It Down!

The Hartzler family farm was in complete disarray with fighter planes buzzing the property and HU-1 helicopters unloading troops.  The Lieutenant shouted out to Jerry’s dad, “UFO!” and then turned to command his troops:  “Charge the woods!  Shoot it down!”  Before the soldiers could reach the bright light, which had sat down in 5-acres of woods near the dairy cattle, the “craft” lifted and shot out of sight within 2-seconds.

Just like that, it was gone leaving behind no evidence other than a 30′ burn radius where it had been setting momentarily.  Incidentally, the Indiana Sheriff’s deputies arrived on the scene during this whole ordeal, but they were immediately brushed aside by the Air Force.


Read the first part of this real UFO encounter:

Don’t Look At The Bright Red Light!


The F-104 Starfighters retreated to Grissom Air Force Base and the soldiers loaded back up in the Huey’s they had arrived in.  The Hartzlers were left to wonder what had just happened.  Had an experimental aircraft experienced momentary trouble?  Was it the Russians?  What did the officer mean by UFO?  Why did it set down near the cattle, and then shoot away?  What’s with the big burn circle on the ground?

Project-Blue-BookThe next day Project Blue Book was on site to interview all witnesses while taking soil samples and additional blood samples from all the cattle and every family member.  The family was ordered by the Air Force to not sell their dairy milk.  They were to dump it on the ground out in the fields, and the government agreed to send them a check for their losses.  No explanations were given as to what exactly had taken place other than to confirm that this particular case was “unexplainable.”  Project Blue Book personnel confirmed that it was definitely not a weather balloon or experimental air craft, but fell within what they called “the 1%,” which was a category reserved for legitimate UFO activity.


Project Blue Book was one of a series of systematic studies of unidentified flying objects (UFOs) conducted by the United States Air Force.  It started in 1952, and it was the third study of its kind (the first two were projects Sign (1947) and Grudge (1949)). A termination order was given for the study in December 1969, and all activity under its auspices ceased in January 1970.
Project Blue Book had two goals: (1) to determine if UFOs were a threat to national security, and (2) to scientifically analyze UFO-related data.

Forty-eight years later, no further explanations have been given.  It was over as soon as it had begun.  The military had rushed to the sight, and the local sheriff’s department likewise.  But just as soon as they had arrived, they left with loads of collected evidence, leaving no explanations behind.  Years passed in silence while the work of the farm continued on as it always had.

Years later, one night while Jerry’s dad was working the fields alone, he saw the shadow of his diesel tractor on the ground.  How odd it was; after all, it was night-time.  He looked up to see the massufo1ive, silent light hovering over he and his tractor.  All of the sudden, the diesel died and then the light shot away just as it had years earlier (any farmer can tell you a diesel doesn’t just die immediately).  His dad, a complete UFO skeptic, leaped from his dead tractor and ran to the house, shaken and very nerved.  He frantically described to the family what had happened and didn’t return to night work in the fields for a short season afterwards.  Remembering the circus like atmosphere that had occurred years earlier, they chose not to report this incident.

In the years that followed, Jerry’s parents refused to speak of the night when the Air Force descended on their farm in full force.  It was just one of those things that they would have liked to forget, as if it never happened.  However, the motive for not speaking may not be what you think it was.  It was due to what happened on Day-3 of the original sighting October 9th, 1967, which insured a lifetime gag-rule.

Curious?  Stay tuned.  More about Day-3 to come shortly…

Don’t Look At The Bright Red Light!

UFOs, yeah right…

When someone brings up the subject of UFOs in a manner that is not skeptical or satirical, eyes usually roll and “behind-the-back” whispering soon follows.  I know; I’ve experienced it firsthand.  However, not because it was me being vocal in the coffee shop.  Whimages-1en it comes to UFOs and the unexplained, I’m predominantly a writer and not a talker.

Due to my internet articles, the kind of chatter I commonly experience is remote and far away from my hearing.  But I’ve seen the rolled eyes and heard the whispers as it relates to others who are raising the topic at work, family gatherings, restaurants, and the like.  Interestingly, with less than 36% of people outright rejecting UFOs, the negative reactions are far less than what they used to be.  Statistically, one has a 50% chance of finding a sympathizer.  This is why the following 48-year old story is now coming to light, and the eye-witness was willing to talk… to talk with me.


Hello, 1967?

I heard of Jerry’s story just a few short weeks ago.  The lead came to me through my mother-in-law who follows my writing closely.  One of my recent articles caused her to remember an incident that took place in 1967 with one her schoolmates.  She got in touch with him, explained who I am and what I do, and he agreed to chat with me.

Jerry is a busy guy, working his dairy farm, trucking, and keeping up with his family, but he found time to talk with me one evening last week.  He explained that, as a rule, he just doesn’t talk about what happened to he and his family years ago.  Initially, the incident made heaphone_f018-20111111231509-00005dlines, the military was heavily involved, and everyone wanted to know what had taken place.  But, that immediate curiosity eventually turned into years of general public skepticism.

Jerry told me about the few times he had been flagged down off of his tractor by a neighbor who wanted to wave a Bible around and tell him how the universe really works.  Jerry loves his faith, but doesn’t have a stomach for arguing.  He shared that he was willing to talk with me because I had been vouched for as an honest person, not interested in debates, just an open-minded guy searching for answers, as he has been all these years.  It’s always nice to hear that about yourself from someone else.


Don’t look!

The incident took place after dark in rural northern Indiana, October 9th, 1967.  Jerry was 10-years old at the time, and was at home in bed.  His dad was away on local calls (he sold insurance on the side to supplement the farm income).  The phone rang and his mother answered.  It was a call from his aunt and uncle who lived near by.  They were seeing a bright light moving quickly over the Hartzler farm fields and were concerned.  Jerry’s mom looked out the window to see the light racing towards the 5-acres of woods near their dairy cows on their 105-acre farm.

It was so large and fast she thought it must have something to do with Grissom Air Force Base not far away near Kokomo, Indiana.  So, she called the base immediately!  Remember, this was during the Cold War, and people in northern Indiana were concerned.  Thduckandcover_bert_the_turtle_0ey had an Air Force base in the community, and were located in-between the big cities of Chicago and Indianapolis.  At school, atomic bomb drills were just as common as tornado and fire drills.  Jerry recalls being told by his teachers, in the event of a giant mushroom cloud, drop to the ground, cover your head, and don’t look at the bright red light.  Years later in reflection, Jerry says: “Boy, were we stupid!”


Shoot! Shoot!

After making the call, 15-minutes later three F-104 Starfighters were buzzing their farm with their landing lights on.  It was deafening, blinding, and ground shaking, unlike the previous bright light that had made no sound at all.  Jerry jumped out of bed to join his mother’s side 3View-Color-Lockheed-F-104as they watched the mysterious large bright light touch down in the woods on their family farm.  As the fighter planes continued to shake the ground and scare the cows, soldiers arrived from Grissom in HU-1 helicopters.  Jerry recalled the commanding officer ordering foot soldiers to charge the woods and shoot whatever it was.  In the middle of all this, his dad arrived home, having no idea what was going on (this was long before cell phones).  He immediately called out to the Lieutenant in charge, “what the bleep is going on?”  The Lieutenant simply shouted back, “UFO!”


It’s classified…

Stay tuned; there’s more to the story, and I won’t keep you waiting long.  By the way, this incident is still classified by the United States Government.  Jerry will have his first look at the “Top Secret” documents in two years, and hopefully they won’t be filled with thick, black lines.  Fifty years are a long time to wait for answers…s119571398957059959_p71_i1_w1706