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Computer Drawing By James H. Baker
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Although I still had occasional nightmares, things were normal through my later teen years. At seventeen, I dropped out of school and married Julie, who lived in the Camrose area. She, too, had had an experience with UFOs in 1968. After our marriage, we lived in Edmonton where I worked at Cine Audio, a motion picture developing company. Julie worked as a nurse.
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Pencel Drawing
By James H. Baker
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One night, Julie and I were driving on Hwy. 21, on a trip back from my dad’s farm. As we were coming up to a set of curves in the road, we saw a bright fireball come out of the sky. Then, in what seemed like only seconds, we drove into and out of a fog bank. I pulled over and stopped. We looked at each other. We were both as white as ghosts and said, at the same time, "What the hell just happened." We looked around and realized that we were on a straight stretch of highway. To the right were the radio towers, which seconds ago, were not yet in sight. Neither of us said anything else. I started the car and drove home.
When we had almost reached Edmonton Julie said, “Look at the time.” I said, "Yes, I know." It was a good hour and half later than it should have been. Funny thing, the next day, after we briefly discussed the events of the night before, we never talked about it again.
It was all but forgotten until one day I had to go through a security clearance at Cine Audio.
At Cine Audio, I had to have a security clearance in order to work on some sensitive film for CFB Cold Lake…”Air Force stuff.” An airman from the Cold Lake base called me in for an interview. He opened a folder, which I assumed contained information about me obtained through a background check, and started asking questions. He hit me with one that floored me; he said, "I understand that you are in possession of some UFO pictures that you have taken. Is this correct?” I had to answer yes and he wanted to know if I would bring them in so he could have them analyzed. I agreed to do so. He questioned me a length about my encounter and then ended the interview. Note: I gave them my photos and they give them back to me about a week later with no explanation or comments.. They never asked any more questions.
I was given clearance to work on the film, but an Air Force officer was watching every step of the process as I did my work.
Now that I think about it, I’m not sure why I was given clearance. They knew I was some how involved with UFOs. Was this some kind of test?
How did they know I even had UFO pictures?
I have more questions than answers but I do know the Air Force is definitely interested in the subject of my encounters with UFOs. I have had several hits on my Web Page from various Government, Air Force and military addresses, and they stay on line and look at more page views than most people do. I went down to the front lobby and my boss asked me why my interview had taken so long. I reluctantly told him about the UFO questions. Coincidentally, as we were talking in the lobby, someone from Access TV was dropping off film for processing and heard our conversation. This person from Access TV said they were doing a documentary about UFOs and wanted to interview me and show my pictures in the documentary. I agreed to the interview.
I was taken down to my dad’s farm to shoot the interview in the field were he sighting had taken place. I told the reporter my story and he asked me repeatedly if I thought I had been abducted at the time of the sightings. This idea had never occurred to me before and I told them that I was sure that I would remember such an experience. He then told me about an incident in Calgary where someone had been abducted by aliens. He said that the abductee had not remembered the experience until he was placed under hypnosis. Access TV asked if I would allow myself to be hypnotized while they recorded the experience. I was unreasonably upset by this suggestion and I refused. "I don’t want to know!” I told them.
Because of the interview, the nightmares and night sweats came back and were worse than they had ever been. I felt like I was losing my mind. I tried to talk to Julie about it and asked her about what she remembered from the Hwy. 21 incident. She became upset and told me that she did not want to talk about it either. However, I needed to talk about it. Within a year, a very close friend convinced me to go to a hypnotherapist.
Some of the memories I recovered because my session with the therapist are as follows:
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Computer Drawing
By James H. Baker | 1. Several times, as a child, I was taken to a large clearing in the woods; other children were there. Some of them I already knew, as they were friends of mine from the area around the farm; others were strangers to me. We would stand in a big circle and the aliens would give us information in the form of pictures and colored lights. The colored lights would put thoughts in our heads.
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Computer Drawing By James H. Baker
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2. I was abducted the night that I took the pictures in the field. This was not the first time. The abductions had started at a very early age…even as young as age six. I recalled that Julie was one of the children from the circle even though I had not met her until I was in junior high school.
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Computer Drawing By James H. Baker
| 3. During the Hwy. 21 incident, the car was sucked into a loading bay and Julie and I were floated out through the windows of the car and taken to separate rooms. I was floated onto a bed and as I looked up into a large disk of light, it took me through a swirling maze of color showing me images of war, starvation, and chaos. I assume that Julie had a similar experience.
One day at work, I picked up a piece of clay whose texture and color reminded me of the aliens. I suddenly had a vivid recall of the three aliens who had examined me. I could see a clear image of their faces in my mind. I made sculptures of the images with the clay. I also recalled their hands and I drew pictures of them. |
