I asked him if he had ever been in on one of thee sessions. Dick said
he hadn't.

"But a couple of pilots talked to me later. They said these Air Force
men seemed quite upset about it; they pounced on everything these boys
said about the thing's appearance--how it maneuvered and so on."

{p. 79}

"What do your pilots think the saucers are?"

Dick gave me a slightly ironic grin. "Why ask me? Captain Blake says
you've been getting it firsthand."

"I wasn't pulling a fast one," I protested. "We're not going to quote
actual names or sources, unless people. O.K. it."

"Sure, I know that," said Dick. "But you've got thc answer already.
Some pilots say interplanetary, some say guided missiles. A few--a
very few--still think it's all nonsense, because they haven't seen
any."

"What do you think?"

"I don't know the answer," said Dick, "but I'm positive of one thing.
Either the Air Force is sitting on a big secret, or they're badly
scared because they don't know the answer."

During the next week or so, I covered several northwest and mountain
states. Although I was chiefly trying to find out about Project