window of opportunity finally presented itself and I decided
to go and spend the weekend in Sault Ste Marie. The drive
took three hours and once I got to the city, I located
Rosemary's apartment block where she lived and I stayed
there, at her request. The following are excerpts taken
from audio-taped recordings that were done on October
16 and 17, 1993. It is important to note that these personal
accounts are all conscious recalls and that they are not
in any chronological order.
that evening, Kay came over. And after she had collected
her thoughts, she began telling me about some of the strange
events that had occurred since 1987:
morning, my husband and I were late for work. And I looked
out the passenger-side door and, hovering above an apartment
building was this massive disk! It was a dull grey. And
it was just huge! I couldn't get over it! The first thing
that I thought of was that we're being invaded! That morning,
it was light out! And here it was...real as life, right
there before me! And I asked my husband to stop, but we
were in a hurry and he says: 'No! No! I'm not stopping!
We've got to get to work...we're late!' So, I just kept
looking back! I just couldn't get over it...I was in awe!
And, all that day, I felt very excited about something!
I can't figure out what I was excited about. It was like
it was out of the anticipation of something. And that's
all I can say about that incident!"
following is a condensed version of Kay's recollection
concerning a strange dream she had, back in 1991:
night, my husband and I went to bed about eleven o'clock.
And I started to have a dream! And, all of a sudden, I
was in this white room! And I couldn't see...out the sides...the
side vision of my eyes! It was like I had tunnel vision.
And just all of a sudden, I'm on this table and I'm strapped
down! I keep struggling and I keep on saying: 'Why are
you doing this?' And I just keep on crying and struggling!
And I guess I was told, in my dream, to look over! So,
I looked over to the left of me and there was this little
girl...behind a window! And she was looking at me! And
her head was moving slowly to each side. And I said: 'You
can't take her away from me!? You can't do this!? I can't
have it! You can't do this to me!?' And I really started
to get angry and started to fight! And I seem to believe,
in the dream, somebody said to me: 'Well, she's yours...and
you can name her', almost like they said this to me to
me. And I also seem to think somebody told me that 'I
would see her again and that she'll be okay.' And, I named
her Abby. This dream is just so real to me! I will never
forget it! And I don't know what to believe about it!?
I can't get the dream out of my head! And whenever I talk
about it, I get annoyed! I should say that the little
girl was very thin. She looked like a two-year old little
girl. Her hair was pearly white! And it looked as if it
was all at different length. It also looked like somebody
just grabbed chunks of her hair in the palms of their
hands, in different spots and it stood up from that position.
It almost seemed to me that if I had touched her hair,
it would fall out...it would just all fall out! She was
wearing an opalescent outfit, just draped over her body.
Her arms and her legs were thin. Her features on her face
were very tiny, except for her eyes. Her eyes were big
and they were blue in color! I just remember saying: 'Can
I hold her?' And I don't remember the answer. But then,
all of a sudden, I woke up! And I'm struggling as I'm
waking up. I could feel my body lashing out! And me crying!
I'm crying so much! And my husband's laying right beside
me and he can't hear nothing. And I don't know what I'm
lashing out at!? And I don't know what I'm crying about...so
the end, Kay had this to say: "For me to remember
this dream, it's so clear and yet, I have feeling about
the dream when I talk about it. To have feeling about
the little girl and not to forget her! And just keep on
thinking about her...it just boggles my mind!"
soon as Kay was finished, I turned my attention to her
younger sister. Ali sat down and began telling me about
my childhood, I've always been rather artistic. I'd draw
these people! And they'd have big heads and large, dark
almond-shaped eyes! Very sad-looking eyes! And I just
remembered recently, that I kept doing that!?"
her mother told me that she couldn't understand why Ali
was drawing elfin features. She thought her daughter had
some sort of a disability because she was making the heads
and the eyes bigger than they should have been.
the '80s, about the same time her mother had been observing
lights in the sky, Ali started experiencing things. She,
too, had seen the lights in the sky on several occasions,
including the sighting of an orange ball of light, while
in the presence of a girlfriend, in May or June '87. Soon
after that, she and her mother decided to move to Maple
Ridge, B.C. One night, while driving home, they both experienced
a period of missing time. Here is Ali's recollection,
verbatim, of that event:
was working for an agency that hired out extras to companies
that produced television series such as Twenty-One Jumpstreet
and Wiseguy. And I was an extra. I was working odd hours
like...from 8 in the morning to 3 in the morning, the
next day! And it was during one of these times, I was
waiting off-set. My mom had to come pick me up from Maple
Ridge, B.C., which is just outside of Vancouver. I was
on UBC (University of British Columbia) campus. And...I
was waiting for my mother to pick me up. And I noticed
her car driving up and there was this light up above it!
This really bright, white light! And when I went to bend
down and go into the car, I saw the object! It was quite
high in the sky, but close enough for me to see! It was
quite large!..as a matter of fact. And it had like what
we would call maybe portholes, where the light was coming
out of! But the light was really...bright, white light!
Hum..I don't know if you've ever been in a nursery in
a hospital?! But, when a baby has jaundice, they shine
the ultra-violet light on the baby to get rid of the jaundice.
And that's the color of the light this was, but intensified!
My mother took one look at my face and she said I'd gone
completely white! And I just got in the car and said:
"Mom, drive!" Now, the drive from UBC campus
to our home in Maple Ridge would have taken maybe an hour
and a half, at most. During that whole time, we kept looking
out of our windows and it was following us! It was right
up above us! And we noticed that the guy in the car in
back, kept looking out his window and wondering what in
the world this was...and we could see the expression on
his face! And then, nothing! The next moment, I was sitting
beside my mom, in the car, and we're driving into our
driveway, at our home in Maple Ridge! We got inside and
my stepfather at that time, said: "Where in the world
have you been? I've been worried sick about you!"
And she picked me up at maybe..2:30 in the morning. And
as I said, the drive should have only taken about an hour
and a half! We didn't arrive home 'til maybe around 5!
Where those extra hours went, I don't know!"
one of our conversations, Rosemary had mentioned something
about Ali having had multiple miscarriages. I really didn't
know what to expect until I went to see them and listened
to what Ali had to say:
through my life, I've had multiple miscarriages. But no
fetus, as far as we could tell. I've had it confirmed
by doctors that I have had miscarriages but they're still
wondering where is the fetus? There is none! And during
those times I've had those miscarriages, only twice in
my life, did I have boyfriends. And during that time,
I did not have sex with anybody else, in between those
times. And that's when a couple of the miscarriages occurred.
So, I'm sitting here myself, wondering how in the world
I got pregnant when I was near nobody of the opposite
sex?! This does bother me, to some extent. Because all
this time, I thought I was having miscarriages. I've got
two confirmations from two doctors saying that because
of my tilted womb, my lower cervix, that if I ever conceived,
I would never be able to conceive full term or that it
would be hard for me to conceive. I have less than 50
percent chance of conceiving. I just know that I have
children that are half-human and half-alien. It's not
a figment of my imagination. I just know! I'm not apprehensive
about UFOs. Well, I am apprehensive but I'm not scared
of it. It's just that if they wanted to have children
with human kind, I would like consent, first. I would
like to know my children. It really hurts to know that
you've had a child in you and you've miscarried it and
you've lost it. It hurts physically and emotionally. It
reacted just like a miscarriage. You know, I'd have the
pains of the miscarry and then, I'd have the rush of blood
but there'd be no fetus! Nothing to take to the doctor
time, Rosemary told me that whenever she gets a flashback,
she remembers things in greater detail. And she would
usually put down on paper whatever came to mind. And the
next time I would call, she'd tell me what she had written
down. One night, she mentioned that she once found a tiny
object that had fallen out of her nose and she wanted
to know if I knew anything about that! At the time, I
didn't know what to tell her except to keep writing down
every little detail that she could remember. She also
told me that her daughter was present, when this took
place. Ali describes the event as follow:
I was around twelve or thirteen, my mother had been having
trouble with colds, migraine headaches, bloody nosebleeds,
all through her life! Since I can remember...since I was
born, anyway. This one time, she blew her nose and out
came this object. It was sort of six-sided but very, very
tiny. Maybe about the width a little bigger than a needle.
But it was just as long. And the colour of it was sort
of translucent amber. Now, you'd figure she'd feel something
like this that was shoved up her nose and she'd blow it
following is a condensed version of Ali's description
of the alien types that she sees, each time she has a
get flashes of an alien. And every time I get these flashes,
I get these emotions. I feel them very strongly. He looks
very old, very wise...and very sad. I feel the sadness...there's
a great sadness in the eyes. Also a curiosity...I feel
that he's curious about me. And I keep getting this buzzing
noise or humming noise in my head, as if he is trying
to communicate to me. The little people are maybe about
four foot, at the most. But then, the elfin people tend
to be a little taller, skinny, almost anorexic-looking
very pretty. It's their eyes that get you! You feel the
emotion coming from them!"
was now Rosemary's turn to speak. She began by telling
me of the numerous UFO sightings that she had witnessed
during the '80s. I was really looking forward to hear
her side of the story concerning that missing time episode
that Ali had related to me, earlier. After a few more
minutes of discussion, she went on to describe, in her
own words, what she saw, the night she and her daughter
experienced the missing time:
was very late. I thought it was around 10 o'clock at night
but Ali tells me it was later. Anyway, as I was going
there, something was following me. I got into a line of
cars on the direct road to UBC, in Vancouver. And all
these cars, mine included, we were just all stopped, all
of a sudden! And there was light beaming down on us. And
flashes...red, green and very bright, bright light! And
I saw the guy ahead of me trying to look out of his car
up at this thing, so I thought: 'Well, I'll try!' But
I didn't want to stick my head out too far. And I couldn't
hear any noise like a helicopter, you know, a traffic
helicopter. So, I knew it wasn't that! But what could
it be? All of a sudden, we started to move again. And
I got into the UBC grounds and got to the building, where
my daughter said she'd be waiting for me. And she was
standing underneath the lamp post. And her face was chalk-white!
I couldn't believe it! I've never seen a look like
this on my daughter. She was looking up at the sky, she
got in the car and she says: 'Drive! Quick, mom! Get out
of here!' So I started heading back and I never said much.
We were both so upset. We knew they were following us!
And three blocks from where we lived, there was a three-way
intersection, where we stopped. And from that moment right
up to when we were pulling in my driveway where we lived,
I don't remember anything! I don't remember driving the
rest of the way. We got in the house and my boyfriend
said: 'Where the hell have you been?' I said: 'What do
you mean? We've just been driving on the road!' He says:
'No, you haven't been driving on the road all this time!
Do you know what time it is?' When he told us, we both
looked at the clock and we couldn't believe it!"
she had finished relating this story, Rosemary made a
comment regarding her daughter Ali and the period of missing
time they both shared:
when we had that missing time in B.C., they took something
away from her. A baby. Now, that's very upsetting! She
talks about seeing them, at times
seeing other children.
And...I now believe that my family has been interfered
with, all of our lives. It's very frightening to think
that someone could just come into your house and do what
they want with you...without your permission. If they
need help, why don't they just ask!"
she goes on to talk about a strange episode that took
place at home, sometime, after that experience:
backed the car out and we're just about ready to go out
onto the highway and something happened! I got really
panicky and I couldn't remember how to drive the car;
how to do anything with it!? It just completely blocked
everything right out! I told my daughter: 'I can't drive!
I can't do nothing! I just can't! Bring me back into the
house!' I just seem to get worse and she was scared. She
phoned a friend and they took me in to see my doctor.
Apparently, I was babbling about little people, little
men. The doctor sent us to the hospital. It was the Royal
Columbian in New Westminster, B.C. And this psychiatrist
talked to me, and then proceeded to throw me in a "rubber
room", as they call it. And wouldn't let me out 'til
I deny these little men and wouldn't talk about them,
anymore. It was some experience, I'll tell you! I think
it was just some sort of a panic attack I had and I was
really traumatized with whatever had happened that night
that we had that missing time and that thing following
felt relieved when she finally told me about this experience.
From her facial expression, I could tell that this one
had been an exceptionally traumatic event. For her to
be put in a "rubber room" like that, she said,
it was a very humiliating and embarrassing situation.
Then, she went on to talk about the so-called implant:
was living in Queensborough, which is not far from Westminster,
B.C. And I had a cold. My family was all there except
for my eldest daughter. I was rubbing my nose and I sneezed.
Then, I blew my nose and this thing came out! It was six-sided
and it was very minute...but long. Like a sliver of glass
but perfectly formed. Now, you would think that something
like this would have bothered me. It would have fell out.
It would have showed up in x-rays because I've had cat-scans;
I've had EKGs, EEGs. I've had normal x-rays. Well, I took
it and I cleaned it up and I fold it in tissue paper.
I put it in my jewellery box and put it away for further
knowledge, if I ever found someone to show it to. I have
a lot of witnesses that know that this happened to me.
I've always had trouble with my nose...I've had nosebleeds
as a child. I've had nosebleeds all my adult life. Trouble
with my ears. I've had headaches most of my life. And
I'm now starting to think: "Well, it could have a
lot to do with what's going on!"
also told me that something similar had happened to her
son, including the recovery of an object identical to
the one she had retrieved. Like her, he also suffered
nosebleeds as a child. And terrible headaches...for no
reason at all! She went on to describe another one of
her missing time episodes:
was questioned by my family where I had been and I couldn't
remember. All I could remember was leaving my doctor's
office because I'd had an appointment with him. I think
it was 1:30 or 2:00. And I never got home 'til about 5:00.
That night, I ended up in the hospital where my husband
took me to emergency, to pump my stomach. My husband told
them I had tried to commit suicide by taking pills. All
they took out of me was my regular medication!"
is Rosemary's final consensus on this entire situation:
know what I saw. I'm not crazy. I'm sane. And I know my
family are. We just want a few things explained. And maybe,
us talking about this will help somebody else...who is
afraid to talk. Maybe it will help people realize that
these things have to be talked about. Something has to
be done. And the Government has to stop interfering with
everyone. It's too bad that more people can't come forward
and speak without being afraid..that something's going
to happen to them from our own government, never mind
the aliens. I don't know which is worse".
conclusion, I'd like to say that there is a lot more to
this case than what is being presented here. And Rosemary,
the principal witness in this case, has assured me that
she is going to try her best to get a copy of the medical
report from her doctor in B.C., as well as a copy of the
psychiatric evaluation. And as soon as I receive these confirmatory
documents, I will do a follow up on this story. As for the
recovery of the implant, we aren't as fortunate. Just recently,
Rosemary had an opportunity to go back to B.C. and during
that time, she looked for the jewellery box in which she
had placed the tiny object, but when she opened it, there
was no trace of the so-called implant! We hope to have better
luck, next time!