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Re: Abducted?

From: Jim Mortellaro <Jsmortell@aol.com>
Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 12:42:30 EDT
Fwd Date: Tue, 05 Oct 1999 13:12:49 -0400
Subject: Re: Abducted?


 >From: Harry Miller <Airknight@webtv.net>
 >Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 01:22:59 -0400 (EDT)
 >To: updates@globalserve.net (UFO UpDates - Toronto)
 >Subject: Re: Abducted?

 >>From: Jim Mortellaro <Jsmortell@aol.com>
 >>Date: Sun, 3 Oct 1999 19:16:55 EDT
 >>Subject: Re: Abducted?
 >>To: updates@globalserve.net

 >>>Date: Sun, 3 Oct 1999 21:17:58 +0100
 >>>To: UFO UpDates - Toronto <updates@globalserve.net>
 >>>From: Sean Jones <tedric@tedric.demon.co.uk>
 >>>Subject: Abducted?

 >I think it is the missing-time thing that bothers me the most.
 >Hell, biology, anatomy, physics... we're learning.

 >My problem is trying to figure out how I _really_ lost an hour.

 >The bruise on my neck, above the left carotid artery,
 >quarter-sized as it was, went away after 10 days or so...

 >Dreams?  Hell!, they are _all_ bizarre!

 >But, this missing-time thing...

You are not alone.  When I lived in the Bronx and was a very
young boy (I was _too_ a young boy!) of about five or six, I
never strayed more than a half block from home.  And since my
mom could wake the dead at two blocks (truth!), I was in that
safe zone where she could break an eardrum and ensure my
presence within nonoseconds of the first scream.

Also, I was never brave enough to explore the woods around our
home. There were virgin woods (but no virgins), streams, wild
berries and waterfalls.  Yup.  The Bronx in 1948.  And we lived
in the northernmost part of it in a place called "Wakefield."

One day right after lunch, I went out to play.  The next thing I
remember it looked like late afternoon, and I was walking up the
side entrance to our house, my mom in tears asking, "Jamey,
where have you been."  It was the very first time I ever saw her
in tears.  She was so freightened, she wasn't even yelling.

I had been gone for more than 2 and a half hours, no one could
find me, the neighbors were all looking, the next step was to
call the police.  I lived in the 47th pct. where I volunteered
my services as an AP for years.  IT had the lowest crime rate in
the City of NY in those days.  No one ever figured out where I
was, and neither could I.  Because I had just finished lunch and
went out to the front of the house to play and just decided to
come into the back yard.  To me, only a couple of seconds had
passed.

One night I went to bed and closed my eyes, only to open them a
second later, less than a second later, and it was morning. I
was in the same position I was in when I closed my eyes.  The
little scumbuckets are not often that accurate.

You are not alone.

Jim



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