This series of events occurred not far south of me in
Dearborn County. On a sunny afternoon in January 1967,
schoolboy Reed Thompson took an amazing photo of a
monitor-type UFO as it moved slowly through the trees
within 32 feet of his home. Dead tree limbs later marked
its route. This was the start of a series of events that
I would investigate continuing into the 1990s. Reed
experienced lost time during the event, and later had
On a warm April day in 1973, two thin, long-haired,
grotesque-looking individuals entered Reed's auto parts
store in Milan. Reed's shepherd dog ran to a corner and
whined in terror. Several patrons in the store could not
remember the event. The beings were dressed in tan jump
suits, and wore heavy gloves. It was their faces that
were upsetting. A local news reporter later coined the
term, "Plastic facers" to describe them. One
of the creeps speaking in a mechanical monotone voice
and knew exactly when Reed had taken the UFO photo. He
demanded the photo and negative immediately.
Being of a stubborn nature, Reed replied that the photo
was in a bank vault and would stay there. "Plastic
face" said it didn't matter they would get it
anyway. Meanwhile a man named Craft, a friend of Reed's,
had hurried outside to see the car in which these
weirdos had come. It was a 1969 bright yellow Buick LeSabre.
Peering through the dark glass, Craft was
stunned to see that the auto had no steering wheel or
seats. As the creeps neared the car, Craft's elbow brushed one of
them and this seemed to disturb it. Craft died two years
later and two autopsies failed to find the cause of his
early demise. Reed hoped his strange visitors were gone
but as he was enroute to the welding shop.
In Versailles, a wild twilight chase began when his
nemesis appeared inches from his bumper. At the welding
shop the Plastic facers parked right behind him and
followed him to the shop door like shadows.
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Alien Abduction Researcher
As Reed opened the door a blue arc-welding flash was emitted.
Reed looked around and was shocked to see that the
unwelcome pair and their car had vanished.
Reed Thompson had his share of abductions. His exits and
returns at the hands of the aliens are phenomenal. He is
no stranger to scoop marks, puncture marks, Grey alien
faces, debilitating accidents, and ill luck in general.
Big black Cadillacs or Lincolns might be thought to be
out of place in quiet Milan, but Reed and his friends
have seen them usually following at a distance.
Reed never suspected these were his persecutors until I told
him. I urged him to make the UFO photo available to the
intelligence behind the "Plastic faces" by
putting it on his bedroom dresser for the sake of his
loved ones and himself. My own planned presence on the
scene always seemed to be countered by them in various
ways so I stayed clear.
Reed still has the photo as far as I know. Stay tuned for we will next hear about the
amazing MIB drama involving one Pamara Jackson in
Richmond, Indiana just 15 miles northeast of here.
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