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209 flash signals or return flashing signals. I felt like I was participating in a signal moment in history -- making contact with extraterrestrial intelligence's. The first contactee I ever met was a woman who lived alone in the desert. Her name was Doris LeVesque, but she went by the nickname Teska. Teska claimed to be in contact with fourth density beings, one whom she called Deska. Supposedly, Deska was her soul mate on another plane of existence where he cruised our skies in a Master Craft. She told me that she saw this master craft on many occasions and that it was crescent-shaped and glowed with a golden light. One night I witnessed Teska call down a craft that appeared to be a translucent disk about the size of a dime held at arm's length. There was no doubt in my mind at that time aoa ’ On June 3, 1958, I saw the master craft Teska talked about. It had a characteristic golden light. It glided silently over my driveway at 9:05 P.M. Its course was from east to west and first appeared about ten degrees from zenith. It came in response to my "telepathic call." As it drifted overhead, I felt an electrical tingling travel down my back. Then I heard a mental voice in my head. It said "This is Nah-nine of the Solar Cross. You are in a deep sleep. Awake!." As the golden light disappeared over the western horizon, I wondered if I had just received my first voice communication from an Extraterrestrial Source or if I had imagined it. And what was its meaning? 1 " waa " a 1 : rea ota bees ’ 1 a7 Iam well aware that by revealing these early experiences I had with contactee-type elements I am destroying any last vestiges of credibility that I have as a scientific investigator with other scientific researchers. I have witnessed the cavalier dismissal of these events by others who would rather guffaw at them than have the courtesy to listen and have an open mind. I have my own degree of skepticism. To superficially accept this type of contact experience and become a true believer does not satisfy my doubting mind. But, we will never get off first base or start asking probing questions until we can accept the reality of such reports. On June 10, 1958, I was observing the four moons of Jupiter through my telescope. My neighbor, Dwayne, came over to take a peek through my new telescope. He trained it on a bright star and remarked that he could see a tiny light orbiting the position of the star in the scope. I was standing back in the drive scanning the sky to the north. Suddenly, and more swiftly than a jet, a large luminous object descended on our position coming from the north and moving south. It stopped on a dime directly overhead. Its movement halted so swiftly that my eyes tracked ahead of its hovering position. It was huge! It was totally silent! This craft was shaped like two giant cones joined at the base. The entire craft was glowing milky white through a translucent skin. Bright white lights shone from the opposite tips of the cones. I wondered how such a huge object could hover in the air. As I watched it did an incredible thing. It flipped end-over-end along its longitudinal axis, but due to its symmetry, appeared the same as before. It then instantly accelerated and climbed swiftly into the clouds south of us. Dwayne glanced up as it started to move and exclaimed: "What is that?" Its awesome, silent power climb left me with chills. Later that summer I experimented again. I went out alone to the patio and turned the radio on, then went onto the driveway where I could view the sky. I started projecting my thoughts asking the saucers to come. I heard something like code coming over the radio. I had the urge to look southeast. Appearing out of nowhere a white glowing disk, surrounded by a glowing red corona and leaving a sparkling trail, dashed over my backyard only a few hundred feet above the ground. The disk appeared in a section of the sky and disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. As low as it was, I heard no sound. I wondered about the ramifications of this experience. I felt that it had come in direct response to my telepathic call. I never gave a thought to the logistics of providing me with such a show. Thad one daylight sighting that year. I saw six silvery disks performing intricate maneuvers in the eastern sky. In 1959, I had more frequent daylight sightings and even photographed two that the contactees were in contact with someone from out there.