The Flying Saucers are Real by Donald E. (Donald Edward) Keyhoe
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page 105 of 252 (41%)
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"You believe it.?"
"Well, it's not impossible. Those saucers were tracked about fifty miles up, where there's not much resistance." The elevator door opened. Steve waited until we were outside of the Commerce Building. "There's one other thing that gets me," he said. "Unless the radar boys are way off, some of those saucers are enormous. I just can't see a guided missile five hundred feet in diameter." He stopped for a moment. "I suppose this will sound screwy to you--" "You think they're interplanetary," I said. Steve was quickly on the defensive. "I haven't bought it yet, but it's not as crazy as it sounds." Without mentioning names, I told him about the aircraft designer and the airline pilots. "They're in good company," said Steve. "You know the Air Institute?" "Sure--the Air Force school down at Montgomery." "Six months ago, I was talking with an officer who'd been instructing there." Steve looked at me, deadly serious. "He told me they are now teaching that the saucers are probably space ships." {p. 75} |
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