dramatically. He would come home late or not at all. He would exhibit alarming amounts of stress and anxiety, and he started to take up drinking. This is all from the testimony of my mother, as I was too young to realize what was going on. Not even one year after he had taken up the project, he announced to my mother that the experiment was shut down. Soon, however, he was involved in another program in which he worked directly with Dr. Delgado. He was with this project from 1954 to 1958. As I became older, I was increaslingly disturbed by his behavior. During this time his instability got worse. He became extremely uneasy all of the time, and rarely do I remember a moment that I saw him happy and at ease. His marriage with my mother dissolved, and my mother moved out. This was in 1957, and at this time I moved in with my mother, who now lived in New Mexico. For the next ten years, I rarely saw my father. When I saw him again, I was in my teens. My father was retired, and in shambles. I tried to forget him and go on with my life, but it was hard. I graduated from high school a year early and went to New Mexico State University. I got my degree in Political Science, and shortly after attended University of Texas at Austin to get my Masters degree in History. I got a job as a High School teacher. After a few years, I enrolled at Rice University to obtain a PhD in European History. At this time, I was struggling greatly with depression, partially caused by my fathers absence in my life. I dropped out of Rice and moved to Maryland where I got a job as an exhibit researcher for a museum. It wasn't long before I got a call about my father's cancer.
When my father died he left boxes and boxes of old stuff, what we thought was junk. Most of it was, but when it came time to search through it, we
found some items that shocked us: These things not only made us believe what my father had said, it expanded upon it! It turned out that when my
father started on his second project, he started to keep a journal. I imagine this is because he couldn't communicate the horrors he witnessed to
anyone else. In any event, I spent the next few months piecing together a puzzle that grew more and more horrific as I went along.
From what I can gather, my father knew no more about the first project he participated in than I did. He was simply a subject. However, I believe the
second project, the one that relocated me to America, was Project CHATTER. He didn't mention this name anywhere in his writings, but I've come to
the conclusion through my own research that it's likely that was the project he worked on. The third, and longest, of his projects is one that I can
find no trace of on the internet. In his journal, he refers to it as Project HEDON. It is a much more sinister project, and ultimately the one that
nearly drove him mad. According to his writings, the centralized focus of the project at first was testing the effects of neuro-electromagnetic waves,
EL and UL frequencies and microwaves on the human brain.
The test subjects ranged from as old as mid-80's to as young as 9. The young patients often exhibited the behavior of savage animals, and most died
or were killed. The adults were more resistant, but suffered nonetheless. They became extremely rash in their emotions. Rage was brought on very
easily, and there was much fighting. The scientists watched as their subjects suffered. According to the diary, some subjects committed suicide.
Eventually, Project HEDON was not moving along fast enough. There were many casualties but almost no information had been proven. This was midway
through 1956, nearly two years from when my father said he "retired" (though in his diary he alluded that he was actually fired due to mental
instability). Dr. Delgado, one of the leaders of the program, brought in a new batch of scientists to pull the project in a new, more innovative
direction. No names except Delgado's are mentioned in the diary, but my father does