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119 UFO’s. Jacques was always interested in any investigating I did on my own so I usually shared whatever my case might be, with him. He took copious notes but offered no solutions to my suffering clients. This case, which both Jacques and I found terribly fascinating is the one my co- author calls, “The Jack Black Story.” It started in the early morning in the spring in 1979. I rolled over to lift the telephone. “Hello?” There was silence at the other end of the line. “Hello?” I tried again. “Barbara Bartholic?” that panic lay just beneath the surface of his high pitched tone. “This is Barbara Bartholic.” “My name is Will S .I think I have a problem and someone told me you might be able to help me.” “What sort of problem do you think you have?” It was four o’ clock in the morning and I was pretty sure this young man had seen a UFO or had had some of his cattle mutilated... the usual thing in this part of the world. “Well...” He hesitated such a long moment I almost went back to sleep. “It’s these things. They keep showing up on the floor of my bedroom.” “Things?” Now he had my attention. The hair on the back of my neck bristled when he spoke again. “Yeah. You know. Like pictures and letters and stuff. Things are... Someone’s... Something’s happening over here. Some of it I wouldn’t want to talk about over the phone with no lady.” I was sitting up by now. “Can you help us?” When I had his address and number I reached for my clothing and left our bed. “Bob,” I shook him slightly. “I’m going out on a case. I’ll see you later this afternoon. Someone had been receiving photographs and other stuff in his room. Sounds like teleportation.” Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator “Yes.” I could sense fear in the man’s voice. It seemed