Yes sir! It was a very odd experience I wasn't able to move my body but I can move my head around a little bit and I just laid there in my bed and this Critter was out in the tree on the second floor at first I was horrified when I recognized what I saw and then was immediately put to rest to say. Meaning I felt very unthreatened. And we just looked at each other. I felt at peace. It didn't make any threatening Notions or faces it just looked at me the same way a mother watches it's baby sleeping in the crib. If that means anything. It looked at me and felt like I was being adored. And then later on after about the 90 minutes I just turned my head slightly off to the left and went back to sleep. And then in the morning at first light I woke up launched out of bed and went to the window we did not need screens and look into the tree where the critter had its feet sitting on the branch and kept an eye on the exact spots on the tree branches where it was holding on to the tree and I was 100% positive I was not seeing a trick of light and shadows. And at that point I absolutely did not have one thought in my head. So I went and took a shower put on my uniform want to roll call and then went and did my job running a dozer out in the desert about 200 miles Northwest of the Great Salt Lake. Later in the week I decided to take my lunch for a walk up the side of the mountain and found a strange domed Rock as if I was subconsciously led to it and it was hollowed out like a sphere and it had Stone seats in it in a circle and there was some straw on the floor. The opening was about 2 feet around on the top of the Rock and the top of the seats where approximately 10 ft down from the opening in the rock it was about seven seats in the bottom a small area to walk around them and there was an area around the outside of the sitting area to probably allow about 10 to 12 people to camp out. It was built in the bass Rock not the loose roll which was everywhere I believe it may have been an ancient Native American Shelter. But couldn't imagine the life of me how did they clean that thing out. To chip all that rock out the way they did would take a man's lifetime. Unless it was not made by the Native Americans. It was about three to four hundred yards up the slope of the mountain from the area where we were working. After upon finding it I just came back down the mountain and something in my subconscious told me not to mention a word about it to anybody. Same as my other experience. So yeah there's some things out there. I did want to jump down into the domed Rock but it look like a perfect place for rattlesnakes plus the fact that never get out of the damn thing. I'd like to go back out there but itself in the middle of the dulsac range otherwise known as Area 52. And no I am not making this shit up. I guess it's better than being probed. It was actually a very interesting experience. And I kept it quiet for over 30 years. Anyway all y'all have a Merry Christmas!

Negative. Go on Google Earth leaving Salt Lake City going West on Route 80 about 200 MI or a little more and then there was a big sign that said military area heading north and the bus ride was another hour and a half at about 40 miles an hour or a little more when we saw a dim light out ahead where we pulled up to the area to have credentials checked. The area I'm talking about is on the west side of Grassey Mountain. Spelled correctly. I've looked for the mountain myself but Google Earth if you look for Grassy Mountain will take you somewhere over into the middle of Mississippi somewhere. It is a very big area. The way up through the big huge Valley traveling along the east side of Grassy Mountain bearing Northwest through the mountain pass hooking to the West and then finally hooking to the South and traveling almost one more hour or a little less to our work site. I got to run the Dozer in the Sun with no canopy. 117 degrees.

I made contact with the Nimitz encounters dot-com. They are the guys that do the UFOs investigations and was showing the F-18 footage on television for everybody to see. Anyway I told them about my experiences out in the desert in Utah and they seemed very interested. But all hopes were crushed when I told them where it was. A good sport to go park would be up on Route 80 about 200 miles west of Salt Lake City up around where the Morton salt Company is. You would have to park the car and climb the mountains on the south side of the highway and plunk down a lawn chair and a cooler full of beers and keep an eye out to the north. You'll be trying to look about 75 miles to the north at least. That's if there's anything to see