"WAR STORIES"

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;D LISTING of "Enemy Helicopters" incidents in "Nam": "Iron Triangle", and DMZ had LOTS! April 17, 1967; May 15, 1967; August, 1968; March 14, 1969; William Cooper from Naval Intelligence reported MANY "incidents". My best buddy & I spent some time in D.C. back in 1981, and he told me he worked naval radar offshore VN, near DMZ; saw MANY "blips" classified as "Enemy Helicopters". He ended up working the SECRET Naval Radar in Australia, and saw MANY "blips" (identified as "Enemy Helicopters"). :D :wink: We were in D.C. as members of the Theosophical Society, and spent MORE time chatting about that. :D :wink:
 

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;D :coffee2: :tongue3: :thumbsup: Going up to the mountain while wife goes to church; "google" UFO STORIES OF VIETNAM WAR :wink: GHOST STORIES OF VIETNAM WAR :wink: Guys with PTSD have LOTS of "haunted memories". 8) KINDA "SPOOKY". It is thought that SOME "Missing in Action" (MIA) are simply "Alien Abductions", :o AND! There are SOME "incidents" of ENTIRE Vietnamese villages gone "missing" ie. MASS Abduction. HA! ???
 

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Hey, Rebel. I'm sure you know the difference between a Fairy Tale and a War Story. A Fairy Tale begins with, "Once upon a time..." and a War Story begins with, "Now, you ain't goin' to believe this sh--..."

Aaaaah, sweet memories. ;D
 

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Actually, Rebel, the modern day UFO's started during WWII. They called them foo fighters and thought they may have been a secret German aircraft. Wasn't too long after that, 1947, that Ken Arnold made his sighting and the term "Flying Saucer" was first used.

DM
 

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:coffee2: :tongue3: :thumbsup: MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND... gonna share MY NDE with MY "story" of coming back through the "ambers" (sounds like a CCR song... :thumbsup: LOL...); my cousin was KIA in VietNam, July of 1968. As I was coming back in 1993, I saw him in his uniform of the 25th Infantry Division of US Army, standing next to a helicopter, (think he "died" in a helicopter, after a RPG went through him...). ANYWAY, it was a happy/sad moment for BOTH of us; he had GREAT fear of "going into the LIGHT, because he didn't want to go to h...". I reassured him, since I was just coming back from there, and he was a good kid, growing up; don't know about his "NAM EXPERIENCE", tho. Walked him up to the LIGHT, he went on... will eventually tell this to his brothers & sisters; they PROBABLY will NOT believe me, tho. Don't care, if they don't. :D :wink: :coffee2: :tongue3: :thumbsup:
NEXT!
 

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My Grandfather as a young man was walking home. At the head of the bridge that he was to cross he met an elderly neighbor woman of his. He held her arm and escorted her across the bridge. He couldn't remember why he hadn't seen the woman in some time. When reaching the other side of the bridge, the woman held his hand and made her goodbyes...then vanished right in front of him. Of course he instantly came to the realization why he hadn't seen his neighbor for some time, as she had died months before.

My Grandfather also had a visitation while in the North Atlantic during WWII. He opened his cabin door, and there was his Mother in a rocking chair...she looked up at him...smiled and then disappeared. He received notice via the Red Cross that his Mother had passed.

When I was in Basic Training (USAF) at Lackland AFB, TX (Jan 1983)...I was ordered to report to the Orderly Room. Upon doing so, I was dressed down by a TSgt for not writing home...(I was a Squad Leader and just didn't have time to write). He pulled me into an office along with another TI and broke the news for me to call home.

I learned that my Grandmother had passed away from a stroke. My Mother later told me in private that she was with Grandma when she passed. She told me that Grandma had sat up and yelled for me by name...made a "God-awful noise" and then collapsed dead. I have yet to "see" Grandma, but I am sure she has looked in on me.

When I was 10 years old, I went to the corner grocery to "buy" milk and cereal as an errand. I came to the light and signaled a left turn. As I began to make my turn, I was hit by a plumbing truck and dragged 75ft with my right knee locked up beneath the front left wheel. The driver was drunk and thought his "tire fell off", so he was taking his sweet time to drift to the curb. A gentleman had to pull out in front of him to get him to stop.

Fast forward to 1989, I was a Buck Sergeant serving a TDY/TAD at Nellis AFB for a Red Flag Exercise. My buddy and I were talking to each other...I asked about his Grandparents(they raised him); he asnswered "poorly, poorly"...(Tim was from WV). His Grandparents were very old and of failing health...he asked me about my Grandfather. I replied, that I didn't expect Grandpa to last through the year as of my last visit, he was very frail.

Well, this being Vegas...we came downstairs, and I was hailed by the deskman to answer a call. On the phone was my Wife...she asked if i was sitting down...I replied, "NO, Why, whats wrong with Grandpa...he's dead isn't he?" She was stuppified..."how did you know?" I was just speaking to my buddy about him.

Fast forward to 2002...I was awakened by a call from my Sister (1030pm)...I asked what was wrong? She had been sick most of her life with digestive diorders, depression, addiction to prescription pain medications, etc...She said that she didn't want to get sick again and was afraid for Mom and Dad (Dad was terminal from carcinoid tumor of the bowel that had spread to liver and stomach)...I re-assured her that she knew what she needed to do to not get sick...to eat right, take her meds and get some exercise.

She was upset...she said she loved me and I told her goodnight and we'll talk tomorrow. She died around 1100pm according to the Coroner...her Son had found her in the morning as he went downstairs to her room to get his homework (she would review it for him). He ran downstairs and yelled "Mom, I need my homework"...she replied...or as it were...he heard, "OK Honey, its in the other room"...he went and retrieved it..."Mom, where are you?" He looked in the bathroom and found her there dead.

That was at 0700...eight hours after she had died. My dying Father (PA/HMC USN, Ret) struggled down the stairs to the cries of my Mother..."I think She's dead!!! Dad confirmed it. I helped to carry her out of the basement when the Funeral Home arrived.

My Sister died June 06, 2002
My Dad died Sept 11, 2002

According to FaceBook...I will die alone in my bed Jan 29, 2056.
 

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;D Interestingly, I NOW remember that I was "recruited" in the "psychic sense/self" to rescue MANY
more American VietNam soldiers, who were KIA; I was in "the AMBERS", and walked the KIA's "to the LIGHT"; they had SO much fear... were Ok, once they MERGED, and then went into the WORLD of LIGHT. It was a US ARMY/CIA "Star-Gate" Operation; in addition to my cousin... I remember a Joe Duggan. Hmmm... :dontknow:
 

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Hey, Rebel. I'm sure you know the difference between a Fairy Tale and a War Story. A Fairy Tale begins with, "Once upon a time..." and a War Story begins with, "Now, you ain't goin' to believe this sh--..."

Aaaaah, sweet memories. ;D
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Only the dead see the end of war..

Kilo 3/6 USMC 97-05
 

Would like to see stories since 9/11, 2001; gotta be stuff from Iraq, etc; I even think CIA used REMOTE VIEWERS, as "spies" (Intell-Ops).
 

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