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future where they were trying to cure some kind of disease. I'm not sure what
it was. And I was taken out of my bed and onto a cot and out on the porch."
"Who took you out of your bed and onto the cot?"
"Some kind of doctor."
"What did he look like?"
"Oh, he was a very short and fat man with glasses that came out pointed upward
like that.
[Gestures as if eyes have a pronounced slant.] And he always has a big fake
smile on him.
[Smiles from ear to ear with his mouth closed.] He kind of kept it there
except when he was asleep."
"How did you know he was asleep?"
"Well, he had  well, that's because he worked in the night and slept in the
day "
"What did his eyes look like?"
"He was wearing regular glasses. His eyes were a kind of greenish-blue color.
Dark. The only two faces he had was this. [Again demonstrates smile.] And then
a small one when he was sleeping. [Makes an O.]"
"Mouth open?"
"Yeah."
"When his mouth was opened, it was round?"
"Yeah. Puckered. Big puckered."
"Did you see him when he wasn't smiling?"
"Yeah, when he was doing the operation on me." "What kind of operation?"
"Well, it was kind of like a test."
"What did he do?"
"It was a disease on my arm."
"He did something to your arm?"
"No, wait. He kept your nose cold like when you eat a lot of ice cream."
"Did it hurt?"
"No, not really."
"You say you were examined on the porch. What do you mean by that?"
"Well, they took me onto the porch. There was no way to get me into an
operation room because of all the moving equipment. And then by the porch
light I mean kind of like the outside lights at the country house. You know at
the country house there's that porch light?"
"Yeah."
"That's the light that was on. Then they took special lights and examined my
nose and took X rays and stuff." (This last statement could easily be a buried
memory of a babyhood injury to his nose. which involved an X ray to determine
whether it was broken. But this memory seems to be mixed in with other
material of a totally different nature.)
"What kind of lights?"
"Some were blue lights and they would look through the front of it and the
blue light would make them see through me without an X ray."
"And there was an orange light that was supposed to see not my bones but the
inside skin and what was happening. Instead of having X rays and stuff, they
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had lights. They had big lights. Green lights."
"Ever remember a dream where a monster came in the house and Mommy fainted?
What's that from?"
"That's one of my journal stories."
"Yeah. Why'd you make that one up for your journals Do you know?"
"I don't know Not really. I remember it vaguely. Because I wrote that one
along time ago." (Early Call. It watt now March.) "It was free journal story
period and I couldn't think of anything. I was tossing and turning in my desk
truing to think of something. And then suddenly that dream just popped in my
head "
"What was it like, that dream?'
"I was in a  I didn't explain it totally on the journal. It was in a
cornfield, my mommy and me, and I was chewing on a piece of corn and my mom
was telling fairy tales. And then suddenly this big, big  about let's say
from the lobby of this building up to the top 
hovered over us. It was colored orange, green, had blue feet." (Orange and
green are colors associated with lights on the flying disk that has been seen
in our area.)
"It was a thing, like an animal or a creature?"
"It wasn't like anything. It was just this big, massive thing. It had these
big bumps all over it that were blue and its feet were orange  "
"Do you suppose you were seeing something flying over- you that was blue and
orange and green, and you were confused as to what it was?"
"It was like it was flying. Kind of."
At this point I felt that I had made a mistake with me last question, in that
it was so heavily weighted with suggestion. I concluded our conversation by
reassuring my son that he'd had some really neat dreams that were very
interesting to hear about.
He then went about his afternoon business, reading
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