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Same outcome of realization for me as well. He made more money from 411 than he did Bigfoot.
However, if there was an agenda to undermine the efforts and research of Paulides a good start WOULD be to discredit him. It comes down to, at this point, choice. Do I choose to see the merit behind ALL of his effort, or do I choose to buy into he is more of a con and somebody looking to make coin on selling books.
originally posted by: KTemplar
a reply to: BiffTannen
Me too!
I was either 12 or 13. Can’t really remember,
It happened at a park in Rockland, MA. Park is Hartsuff Park.
I was lured there by my friend and neighbor with a story of a plane crash. It was Sept I believe, after school approximately 3 something.
We rode our bikes there, which now that I’m older and question things, I should have realized there should have been no way she could have predicted where this plane crashed, it was miles from our houses, and way too specific in retrospect.
I made a thread about it here!
Long story short, against my gut feeling, I followed her to the swimming hole. Witnessed a huge bipedal creature, machine head spinning bot high in the trees fly towards us, and as I turned to tell her to run, she was no longer there, when I turned to run I was confronted by a grey alien literally 2 inches from face.
I have no recollection after that, don’t remember how we got home, but occasionally have images of running through the woods telling her to hide and not breath.
According to my mom, who never remembered anything lol. When those particular memories came back 25+ years later, and I asked her if she remembered anything weird about me Becky and Hartsuff Park. She gasped and said omg yes, I asked her what she remembered and she said. You and Becky went missing on your bikes, our families searched whole neighborhoods, went through woods in back of houses, contacted all friends. They had just decided to contact the police, it was about 9:00pm so any flashlight tag games should have ended and it started to
Pour out. They were growing desperate when we suddenly appeared on our bikes, no shoes, pouring rain (wasn’t raining before that). Also, no damage to feet.
When they asked where we were, we told them we saw a monster at Hartsuff Park.
I blocked it out for years , Becky contacted me some years later to get together since we both moved and she wanted to see me. Towards the end of the night, she asked me what did we see that day, unfortunately, I got very upset and refused to talk about it.
The only comment that made it out of my mouth, and I didn’t even know why I said it was, “I don’t know what we saw, all I know is I don’t like red eyes”.
I wish I had spoken to her now, and I haven’t been able to locate her. I’m always hoping she’ll come here and see our story and reconnect so we can fill in some 6 hour gaps 🥲