The Politics of Extraterrestrials - Patrick Sullivan-pages

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I observed the fellow who was with them, and immediately knew that he was a hired bodyguard. He was not the run of the mill bodyguard. You could tell that he was well connected and well versed, and appeared as a highly able fellow. He sat behind the young men on the ride. When the coaster returned, they went for a second ride. Still laughing and having so much fun, yet something seemed different about them. As I checked their safety bar and then walked away, the one young man said to me “We Love you Pat.” Again I somewhat thought that there was going to be a follow up remark, yet he sounded sincere. When they returned, they left the ride, still laughing and having just too much fun. They said goodbye, and went on their merry way. Their bodyguard with them. I cannot say with any certainty, that it was a couple of ET’s children, yet when I thought it thru, I do think that they may have been visitors from some place far away. That they, actually one young man was the one that spoke to me, seemed to know who I was, and was kind to me, was real curious. As I had written previously, that they were welcome here, is the only thing that I could connect to his kindness. This combined with their excessive good time, caused me to think that they were ET’s children. Happy to see them nice folks anytime. In the summer of 1998 while working at the same park, I was running a ride called the wrangler. You may know of it as the scrambler. Just a plain spin around. Nothing scary or shaky, unless you’re a real youngster. Again, the ride ended, and a group of people got off the ride. This particular man looked to be about 18-21 years old. As he passed me, I actually felt something like a electrical surge, but of a biological nature. He was laughing uproariously, and said to his friends, “It was worth it to come all this way, just for that ride.” By this time I was looking for ET in the park, because I knew that he did visit. Or at least his children did visit. I looked closely at this fellow, and he had on brand new blue jeans, new penny loafers, a new shirt, a nice sport shirt, and he had pointy ears. Close cropped dark red hair and light skin. Again, I cannot say for certain, yet he was too happy for the circumstance. 123