posted on Feb, 9 2012 @ 11:57 PM
Hello Friends, I would love the chance to introduce myself, If I may.
I have chosen not to reveal my true name, due to the nature of the subject matter on this website, and because of the things I know...but you may call
me Mr. Alonzo Typer. Fans of a certain H.P. Lovecraft, the greatest practioner of 20th century horror tales may recognize the alias I have chosen.
I am old. In my ninety years on this planet I have been witness to many wars, the stock market crash, the automobile, the space program, revolutionary
advancements in science, medicine, and technology, and the rise and fall of nations. My family is of privileged european descent, but I was born in
the USA. Due to the alcoholism, gambling, abandonment and over all debauchery of my Father, my childhood was one of squalor and uncertainty. For in
the days of my youth, it was unheard of for a single mother of seven children, to enter the workplace in an attempt to make ends meet. Then the Great
Depression occurred, my mother had a nervous breakdown, and I, along with my siblings were alone. It was at this time in my life that I learned the
value of hard work, at the age of 12 I had a full time job, working at a machine shop.
I enlisted in the Navy when I was 16. In those days, you didnt have to jump though hoops. Especially with the situations going on at the time. I was
on a ship, stationed in the Pacific throughout The War.
After returning to the states, I purchased my first automobile, a used Ford model T, paying fifty dollars. Using the government grant program for
education, I attended both USC and Notre Dame, where I attained a Masters in Engineering, specilaizing in aerodynamic applications. The thought of
flight was always a thrill, and soon had logged enough hours in the cockpit to become a licensed pilot. Using my new set of skills, I soon found my
career as a special consultant to aerospace companies of the day, McDonald Douglas, Boeing, Lockheed, Hughes just to name a few.
My career lasted almost fifty years, and my military background allowed me to work on classified "special" projects, I traveled extensively, and was
involved with development of some of the most groundbreaking projects at the time. Of course, looking back on the technology we had in those early
days, its laughable to see my grandchildren, barely old enough to speak, easily out navigating me on the various devices we all now use.
My grandchildren are the reason I am here. A few of them have an interest in flight as I do, but are also drawn to the popular television programs
that discuss the possibility of ET's and UFO's. They know fully well my background in aerospace, and constantly ask my opinion of supposed UFO
videos and pictures contained in the threads presented on this site.
As I have said, I have lived a long life, and have been blessed to have found success in all aspects. I consider myself very lucky. Being this age
certainly has its downfalls, ailing health being one of the most frequent. I have been diagnosed with two forms of Leukemia, one treatable, one fatal.
My body no longer produced fresh blood cells as yours does. I have to go in about twice a week to receive fresh bags of blood through an IV. The
doctors have given me roughly a few years, give or take, but I honestly dont mind if its sooner. I am not afraid, and have lived a good life, I know
when the time comes, I will have a smile on my face.
Throughout my career I was constantly being reminded of my oath to stay silent and tell not a soul of what we were working on, especially never to my
family. Eventually they just stopped asking, whivh made it much easier. One of the men I worked with, a man I knew for over three decades to have not
taken a drink, ever, no matter where we were in the world, came to me one day and told me he feared for his life and his families life. He told me he
screwed up and told his wife about some of the things we had seen. He claimed his house must have been bugged because shortly after his conversation
with his wife, he noticed he was being followed. Shortly after he was killed in a car accident, and the cause of the accident was deemed that he was
driving drunk on a secluded road at night. I think he definitely had an "accident." Thats what they call it.
I have shook hands with men you have read about in your history books, and worked on projects that would blow your mind even by todays standards. I
have first hand experience, working on black ops that are so compartmentalized, you dont even know how many floors there are in the building you work
in, you scan your ID and it just takes you to your floor. I have spent thousands of hours flying, and have personally experienced things that I
believe to have been hundreds of times more advanced than the things we were working on, and thats being conservative. I have never seen an "alien"
per se, but I have certainly seen objects both in the air, and on the ground, that to me looked "otherworldly."
I am not joining this site to sound off as some purported expert of any kind, nor am I seeking any reward or attention. Knowing that this road I'm on
will soon be coming to an end, I would love to finally share what I know, what I have seen, and engage in intelligent discussions on topics you cant
exactly bring up with your neighbor Joe. I have been silent for a very long time, and there are many out there like myself who know much more than I.
Keep in mind, I have no current affiliation with any of my old contacts or employers, and its stranger to think about, but my experiences are now
roughly decades old.
I thank you for allowing me this chance to introduce myself, and I look forward to getting to know you, or your alter ego. Hopefully, we can all help
each other use our knowledge to compile thought provoking theories to the strange things we so desparately need answers for. I hope I can be of