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26 Barbara Bartholic as told to Peggy Fielding like green satin. There was a flash of white, even whiter against the emerald green. Ah yes. My visitors were back and I was off my porch and out of my yard and standing in a green meadow at sunset, surrounded by a grove of trees. The unseen beings behind me and around me, radiated comfort and protection but still, I felt uneasy, maybe a little afraid. Why were they here now It was getting nearer to late afternoon back at my house and I just wanted to dance until my mother called me. Mama would worry. She’d warned me, “Don’t leave the porch.” “Don’t worry,” the thought came from the presence closest to me. “You won’t be long. We’ll take you home in a moment.” I could feel the others agreeing with his reassurance. “Your mother will find you dancing on the porch when she comes for you.” I relaxed a little bit. This was different than the times when I was just a baby, different from those two visits to the “doctor’s office.” The three of them were wearing the heavy linen-like cover-up suits they’d worn before. These were the ones I’d seen before. Back again. And they were talking to me like I was a big girl now. “Are we going to see the big globes again” I smiled at the being nearest me who was sending the waves of comfort toward me. Of them all, he was my best friend. I knew he was the leader of the group of three. The one on my left signaled “No.” The one on my right, the one I knew best, the one who was the leader, lifted a lock of my hair. From the corner of my eye I could see my blonde hair curl around his hand. His touch against the skin on my neck caused me to shiver just a little. He was going to put something in my neck, he said. “No,” I shouted out the word in the quiet of the meadow. “No. I don’t want it.” Now I was changing my mind. These beings weren’t “friends,” not really.
Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator 27 “It’s just a tiny little box.” Now they were all reassuring me with their thoughts. “A communications box.” One of the beings took my hand in his. He lifted my little finger. “Look at your little finger,” he touched my fingernail so lightly that I felt no touch. “See The box is less than half the size of your little nail.” This kind of stuff didn’t feel like play any more. I shook my head and stepped away from the protective semicircle. I turned to stand facing them. They were making me kind of mad. “Can’t I just carry it or something I’ve got to get home. It’s getting late.” They walked to form a loose circle around me. “We’ll put the little chip just behind your ear. It won’t hurt.” He showed it again. “There will be a time in your life when there will be great catastrophes and upheavals on earth and this implant will allow you to talk to other people from other universes.” “Under my skin” Ugh. I hated that idea. “Yes. You’ll never even notice it.” I was then given some sort of vision of my grownup self working with people on a street. There were lots of injured people. I saw myself bend over one person after another, bandaging, comforting, and helping. Somehow I knew that the image of myself aiding injured people was set far into the future when I was in my sixties in age. “I don’t like seeing myself as an old lady.” I took one step backward. “Never mind the pictures. This is what will happen to you one day but it will be a long time before it happens so you don’t have to worry now. When you have this little piece imbedded in your neck you will be able to understand languages never understood before. That’s why we want to put the device behind your ear.”
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Page 9 and 10: INTRODUCTION In the early 1980’s
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BIBLIOGRAPHY Books or articles ment
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APPENDIX B WHAT MEETING WITH OKLAHO
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About The Authors Barbara Bartholic
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