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55 close it, I was standing in the main room at the gallery going through some art show invitations I was readying to hand out. Two people stepped into the room. For a moment light seemed to blaze around the figures of the man and woman and I lifted the invitations to shield my eves against a 1 the glare. “May I help you?” The man held a printed sheet toward me. Across the top of the page was printed “UFO II.” “What is this?” I put the invitations down and took their brochure into my hand. “There’s going to be a lecture at the library. Two people from outer space are going to be talking.” I looked _ at the brochure again. I remembered my wee nate ae Ae Write al i reaction to the Weisendanger’s suppositions about the cave paintings and carvings. Longings to know about UFOs flooded through me. I couldn’t believe that it seemed so important to me. “Give your notice to me, please. I want to go to the lecture myself and I’ll put the notice right up here on the gallery bulletin board so everyone can see it.” I looked carefully at them again. “Could I make a tape of you two? Film an interview?” When they agreed I walked them the block to Bill Blair’s studio and he alerted his crew for the interview. After the taping, the two strangers chatted for me for a time and then turned to leave. They had explained during the interview that they were disciples of two people, extraterrestrials, a man and a woman called Bo and Peep. “Oh, yes. I’ve heard of them. Will Bo and Peep be coming? Could we tape them too?” “Who knows? Have your camera ready when you come to the library and we’ll see.” I watched the two disciples leave, then back at the gallery I carefully read the brochure through again. Disciples of Bo and Peep? Coming to Tulsa? They were to Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator interview that they were