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87 told other people that. These are benign creatures who are here to protect us from our own careless use of the earth. I said, and so did many others who were surveying the vessels in the sky. We all believed we had our feet firmly planted on the ground. Our understanding of the sudden spate of UFO activity was complete, we thought. Those creatures in the metallic-looking saucers were here merely 1 to observe. All of us in those years, in every state where we visited, local people and visitors, standing in groups or watching alone, we all stared up at them. All fascinated. All mesmerized by the displays. None of us ever t dreamed that ae ene a: i ers ree ie ay oe meee we, or anyone we knew, could ever be taken up or taken away in those swooping, hovering, illuminated, flying saucers that often filled our night skies. I believe I had completely forgotten my own childhood experiences. I never even spoke about them to anyone. One thing the aliens do very well. They can, with the greatest of ease, disguise, hide or wipe out your memories of any UFO contact whatsoever. I’ve certainly had proof of that in the years of my involvement with the victims of those aliens. I now know that aliens start by abducting the very young, then they continue to abduct and experiment with the chosen ones for the rest of that particular child’s life. The victims’ memories of the abductions are shrouded so the subject never knows exactly what is going on, only that he or she has had some sort of strange experiences. The experiences rise to trouble the surface of his o or her mind at unexpected mm at eer The victims’ help me? Am I going crazy?” My inner slate is wiped as clean as anyone else’s. Here is an incident from my own experience. At a party one night a friend of mine said, “Barbara, I want you to meet a friend of mine.” She pushed forward a well-groomed man in a three-piece suit. “He’s a lawyer. Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator moments. The common reaction is this: “Barbara, can you ote et