Officer Who Filmed UFO Downing Missile Units the Report Straight

A DETAILED TRUTH

The venerable Wall Road Journal not too long ago printed an article telling readers that the whole thing of the UFO/UAP problem in America from 1945 via at this time is nothing greater than an official DoD program of utter disinformation perpetrated to deflect the general public from what is actually occurring behind closed doorways, SCIF periods, trillions of {dollars} being spent on God is aware of what and the ruse has been perpetrated by a mysterious Air Drive colonel passing out photographs and movies of non-existent unknown flying objects. Supposedly initiated to dispel the mystique of Space 51 and Groom

By Bob Jacobs The UFO Chronicles 6-20-2025

Lake, Nevada this system now casts doubt on all UFO, alien abductions by these
craft on the folks, all the folks, who’ve reported sightings within the air,
land and sea.

I’m a kind of folks.

Many podcasters and one sensible researcher wrote about their and our
collective outrage at this disgraceful reportage. I wanted to personalize it.
Six million Jews murderd by Hitler is a horrible writ. One Jewish woman named
Ann Frank personalizes it.

Here’s a first-hand report of what I skilled. And in addition the results of my
having reported it to Sean Kirkpatrick, then head of AARO- the All Area
Anomaly Decision Workplace in DC:

In 1964 I used to be an Air Drive officer in control of the Photograph-optical
Instrumentation part of the 1369th Photographic Squadron at Vandenberg Air
Drive Base. (now Vandenberg House Drive Base).

I used to be OIC of this 135-man unit charged with offering each regular and high-
pace movement image protection of each launch from the bottom down the Western
Take a look at Vary. We had cameras on the launch pad getting detailed data from
engine ignition via liftoff. There have been 20 to 30 cameras at a time. I used to be
concerned personally in a whole bunch of such occasions.

Along with on the pad protection we additionally supplied monitoring from three
opposed websites triangulating every missile with 6 to eight cameras utilizing lengthy focal
size lenses to comply with the missile up and away on its flight heading for
targets at both Kwajalein Island or Eniwetok Lagoon within the deep south
Pacific.

I obtained excellent OERs (Officer Effectivity Studies) all throughout my three
and one-half years at VAFB in addition to commendations from my squadron and group
HQ, from contractors like Boeing, in addition to the Air Drive Guided Missile
Badge for “making a big contribution to America’s Missile and House
Program.” In brief, I knew what the Hell I used to be doing.

Someday within the Fall of 1964 I used to be referred to as into the workplace of Main Florenze J.
Mansmann within the Chief Scientists part of the first Strategic Aerospace
Division HQ. He and I had labored collectively earlier than figuring out methods to enhance
protection. He requested me if I knew something in regards to the coastal space north of the
base often known as Huge Sur. I instructed him that I did, having pushed my MG-TD up
Freeway 1 in my school days to take heed to Beat Poets like Alan Ginsberg and
Henry Miller at a resort referred to as Nepenthe.

The Main then requested me to take a movie digital camera and a radio unit up there,
staying out of uniform and make contact with a Forest Service Ranger who would
escort me as much as a spot near Anderson Peak. There I used to be to attend for a name
telling me {that a} launch was in progress to see if I may see the missile
via all three phases of powered flight from the facet. Since we weren’t in
uniform I took my Dad up with me. We had a digital camera and the radio and inside a
couple of hours on web site I received the decision. An Atlas missile was about to launch.
I sighted it, rolled my Bell and Howell and received the fowl seen from the facet.

Engineers hoped to inform extra a couple of flight if they might get a facet view
quite than as seen from the bottom, a shot up the tailpipe. They might and my
monitoring web site at Huge Sur was established.

A number of weeks after this profitable experiment and enjoyable with Dad, I needed to get
critical. In caravan I escorted one our M-45 monitoring mounts absolutely geared up up
Freeway 1 after which up the winding Forest Service street to a big flat cutout
space on the sting of a steep declining mountain facet with a sweeping, unimpeded
view to the Southeast wanting again from Huge Sur situated miles northwest of the
base. The map of California signifies how Level Arguello, the place VAFB lay, is
a number of miles farther east. Therefore our facet view. Nicely-established after three
days on web site we have been notified of an upcoming launch. With our 180 -inch
telephoto lenses on our tracker we supplied beforehand unavailable reactions
from contractor engineers. They have been thrilled.

The stage was set for a very surprising, unprepared for occasion that might
change my understanding of actuality and make my life in lots of respects a
persevering with morass of hazard and calamity and a fractured dream.

Subsequent time I met with main Mansmann he had a shock. At Cape Canaveral they’d employed an experimental giant astronomical telescope run by Dr. Walter Manning at Boston College. This system employed a folded Gregorian scope that, the sign from which, fed instantly into a big scale Picture Orthicon tube. The face of that tube was filmed by a 35mm Mitchell movement image digital camera. The combining of those devices allowed for optimum manipulation of the picture for definition and focus. It was a really giant system that needed to be hauled round by an enormous rig truck. And it was arriving in two days to be transported up the Forest Service street to my monitoring web site. I departed for the positioning that day with a crew of 1 NCO and two airmen.

We camped within the pickup truck with a camper and an Military tent. Within the morning
the crew and I awoke, had numerous espresso and Cheerios for breakfast and
waited. By midday, an entourage of Brass from VAFB arrived lead b Main
Mansmann, a Mister Poulson from the Cape and Walter Manning. Behind them got here
the BU telescope and pleasure as we positioned it in the most effective spot to view down
the coast.

L to R – CWO Man Spooner, Lt Bob Jacobs Mr. Paulson Main Mansmann

That afternoon the VAFB guests went again dwelling, Mr. Paulson and his crew
working the BU telescope retired downhill to rooms on the Nepenthe, Workers
Sergeant Dodd, Airman Top notch Williams and I labored on our gear to be
prepared for the promised launch tomorrow morning. And with all assembled again on
web site by 0600 hours we, with our M-45, the crew from the Cape and excessive hopes
have been set to make historical past.

There was an enormous coastal fog financial institution hugging the shoreline so far as we may
see. It was early morning gentle. Over our radio we heard the countdown and
educated eyes and devices on the coordinates we knew can be Vandenberg.
And the countdown reached 30 seconds and 20 seconds and the ten, 9,8, 7, I
shouted out “Roll Cameras” they usually rolled to six, 5, 4,3,2,1 and we heard
“engines begin” and “liftoff”.

And after 3 seconds the large Atlas popped out of the white coated seacoast and
up and away on AZ and on Elevation to targets, one hoped. As our M-45 cameras
ran out we overpassed the fowl to distance. The BU Telescope unit nonetheless
saved rolling, lastly shutting down. Mr. Paulson gave a thumbs up and all of us
cheered the truth that we had given the Convair/Common Dynamics engineers and
all different stake holders in our missile and area program the cherished facet
view all the best way. We had no concept the standard of the BU footage as a result of the
display screen isn’t seen in the course of the operation because it should be lined by a darkish
hood to forestall gentle hitting the Picture Orthicon tube. With hearty handshakes
throughout I collected all the movie from each items and drove again to base
to have it processed. Mission completed I supposed.

The second day I obtained a name from Main Mansmann asking me to return to his
workplace instantly. I assumed it might need to with the success at Huge Sur. I
rapped on his workplace door and was invited in. There in the midst of the room
was a 16mm movie projector on a desk. Subsequent to it was a chair. In opposition to the far
wall was a Da-Lite projection display screen. In a single nook two males in enterprise fits
stared at me. Main Mansmann with out introducing us requested me to take a seat down. He
dimmed the lights. I hoped that this is able to be the BU movie. I used to be not improper.

“Lieutenant Jacobs watch the display screen,” he stated. Then he flicked on the
projector. There was the picture of the underside of the Atlas missile seen from
130 miles away, filling the display screen. My coronary heart soared, this was, certainly the view
as seen by the Folded Gregorian telescope lifting skyward. Main Mansmann
stated, “Watch carefully to the tip.”

Because the fowl continued on, it rose quickly wanting spectacular in opposition to the sky
made black against this on the IO. The Atas D was a stage and a half weapon. It
had a foremost pressurized physique for gasoline and liquid oxygen, when it burned out and
fell away, three smaller engines propelled the nostril cone holding the warhead
downrange. I watched Stage One burnout and drop off, the ultimate stage ignition
puff. By this time with our eyes from Huge Sur we have been dropping the item. However
right here on the display screen the nostril cone was a fairly small white object. It opened and
a small batch of aluminum foil splayed out in a fan to deflect the enemy radar
monitoring. The dummy nuclear warhead, in each dimension, weight and look
similar to the actual factor deployed right into a barely increased trajectory in
entrance of the chaff. I smiled at Main Mansmann. He stated, “Watch rigorously.” So
I did.

On that film display screen I watched one other object slide into the body. It
approached the warhead from the identical course; in brief it chased and caught
up. Your complete picture on display screen was transferring away down vary at a number of thousand
miles an hour. The article, a bigger spot on movie than the warhead, moved
nearer and shot a beam of sunshine placing the system. The article rotated above
the bundle and shot one other beam of sunshine down, hitting it once more. The article
than dropped down within the path and struck it within the entrance with a 3rd beam,
rotated beneath it and fired a fourth beam then zipped out of the body at a
implausible charge of pace again the identical method it had are available in. The dummy warhead
than slowed and malfunctioned. It appeared to me to be falling out of the
body when the movie ended.

The article as made out in nice element later as Main Mansmann studied it body
by body with a jewelers loupe, was a traditional Flying Saucer, two dinner plates
turned convex facet out and caught along with a spherical dome on high. The
illustration is an enlarged artist’s conception.

The 2 CIA brokers glared at me because the lights got here again on. Main Mansmann
stood up between them and me. He stated, “Lieutenant have been you guys screwing
round up there?” (That means at Huge Sur.)

“No sir,” I replied.

He stated. Pointing on the display screen, “Then what was that?”

Wanting badly to speak about it I stated confidently, “It appears like we received a
UFO!”

The brokers stepped round so I may see them.

Main Mansman stated very firmly, “You might be by no means to say that once more.”

I used to be startled.

“So far as you’re involved, this by no means occurred. Do you perceive.”

I couldn’t reply. I didn’t perceive.

“You possibly can go now. Not a phrase to anybody.” And he escorted me to and out of the
door to his workplace. It will be twenty years earlier than I ever spoke with him
once more.

I didn’t speak in regards to the revelation I had simply witnessed–to not anybody.

By no means a ‘believer” in alien craft earlier than this second, my complete
mental being was shaken by the actual fact of all details, we’re NOT ALONE in
the huge universe.

One evening ten years later I used to be internet hosting a late evening radio speak present in
Eureka, California. Matters amongst misplaced, late evening souls reaching out within the
darkish for one thing, something to appease nervousness and god-awful loneliness, flip
to ghosts and goblins and Jewish banking conspiracies and yeah, UFOs. About
two a.m. a man named Rick Van Pelt phoned in with a narrative that occurred to him
as an Air Drive safety pressure sergeant.

He and a accomplice have been summoned to Thule AFB, Greenland to protect a flight of
B-52 nuclear bombers on a frosty snowy evening. Whereas at a distant finish of the
base he and his accomplice noticed an obvious native Greenlander showing over
a snow financial institution just a few toes away. Rick despatched his accomplice to test the man out. When
his accomplice received close to, it turned out that the “man” was a few toes taller
than the airman. He wore a pores and skin tight iridescent ski go well with and had lengthy blonde
hair. They spoke for a bit, then the accomplice began again to hitch Rick,
dragging his rifle on the bottom. He stared blankly. Rick stopped him. “Hey,
what did he say?”

“He stated we have been purported to cease utilizing nukes.”

Simply then Rick appeared over to see a superb, glowing “flying saucer” elevate up
and shoot silently away.

With out even fascinated about it, I went forward and instructed mine. The
identical one you simply examine.

Nothing occurred. No bolts of
lightning. No armed guards on the station door. My automobile didn’t blow up after I
began it. The curse was lifted.

I assumed.

It got here again in a blind fury that goes on to this very day when I’m nonetheless in
ache for telling the reality: I and lots of, many extra of my brothers-in-alien
land. The date was November 1, 1982. I used to be a professor on the College of
Wisconsin-Oshkosh. I had a small alfalfa farm within the nation. My pay at UWO
was just for 9 months. So each summer season I needed to make some cash. I often
did it producing TV commercials. Nothing was within the offing so I turned to
freelance writing. It had been 18 years now since Huge Sur so I wrote a small
article about it to check out. Omni Journal, Life Journal,
Argosy Journal all turned it down. So I despatched it to sleaze publications
and The Nationwide Enquirer purchased it. I paid the mortgage, saved the farm
and went again to educating movie manufacturing.

Shortly after the story hit the streets, as they are saying, the many years lengthy
nightmare started. I began to get phone calls that resulted in a
click on. My tackle received out and letters from numerous UFO ‘nuts’
started mounting up in my rural mailbox. A few of these issues have been from numerous
folks across the nation claiming to have been on an area ship to Venus, to
have alien craft of their again yard or being from some planet or one other.
Blended in with these got here just a few from apparently rational people searching for the
reality. One in every of these was a gifted researched named Lee M. Graham. The Air Drive
denied to him that there had ever been any of the next: anybody named
Robert M. Jacobs within the Air Drive, assigned to the Photograph-Optical part of
the 1359th Photographic Squadron, nor had there even been an Atlas D missile
launched on that date, nor that they’d any document of a BU Telescope, nor of
something at Huge Sur… ever.

Lee dug into them with FOIA requests, letters and cellphone calls and did confirm
that they’d lied on each rely. I used to be reinstated into humanity.

Then the phobia marketing campaign started on the cellphone. I had an answering machine again
then and it started to document dozens of threatening cellphone calls, every ending
with the epithet that I obtained dwell in particular person to wit; “You speak an excessive amount of.
You’re happening motherfucker!” My fiancé on the time, now my spouse additionally received
these calls. And one evening in 1986 we had come dwelling from a film. There was a
name ready on the answering machine. The identical gruff voice stated, “Fireworks
in your mailbox at evening, oh, what a ravishing sight. You’re happening
motherfucker!” and my rural mailbox exploded.

I purchased a gun. I discovered how you can shoot it. I apply and I don’t miss.

Then in September, 1986 I met Robert Hastings. We’re shut buddies at this time. His
counsel has meant an ideal deal to my capability to take care of the difficulty. Right here’s
what the difficulty has price me personally after showing on a number of tv,
movement image, print and podcasts to maintain telling my account, which has by no means
diversified an iota. I left Wisconsin beneath the fixed threats to my life and the
security of my spouse. I misplaced my subsequent professorship on the College of Maine
beneath a personality assassination by Phillip J. Klass, I misplaced my subsequent
professorship at Cleveland State College beneath a mysterious character
assassination accusing me with no proof of sexism and homophobia and after a
comparatively nice and productive 20 years as Full Professor at Bradley
College from which I retired 2017, the ultimate character assassination of
all.

In a cellphone name sooner or later, Robert stated that he had been contacted at AARO, led
by Dr. Sean Kirkpatrick, when it started its investigation into UFO- now referred to as
UAP phenomena, to see if any of his interviewees would testify. He stated, with
a caveat that he would. He handed this invitation on to me, to Mario Woods,
and Terry Lovelace that I do know of. I instructed him that I might be glad to take action.

A number of days later I used to be referred to as by a person saying he was from AARO and he would
like to listen to my story. I requested if he was recording me and he stated that he was
not. So I spoke with him for practically an hour. Afterward I despatched the next
word to Robert and the others in my group:

On April 29, 2023 Sean Kirkpatrick after being praised lavishly by Senator
Kirsten Gillibrand, chairing the Senate Armed Providers Committee testified.
After intensive investigation and testimony from navy and former navy
witnesses and ‘whistle blowers’ he reported that AARO had discovered “no proof
of extraterrestrial” objects, machines, area ships or little inexperienced males within the
United States of America. Nothing to see right here.

In the event you’ve hung with me thus far, I’ve tried to spell out a little question
extraterrestrial or NHI incursion that I filmed at Huge Sur. My account has
been substantiated by Main Mansmann, then Dr. Mansmann who when contacted by
quite a few researchers and TV producers said in writing that my account was
TRUE as written. The photographs I captured have been seen by others in authorities,
together with by Luis Elizondo. He noticed the movie when he was with ATTIP in
Washington, DC. He instructed Dave Grusch when he had left his put up, precisely the place
to search out it. When Dave received to the ATTIP workplace the whole lot of Lue’s in it had
been cleared out. It’s sure that Sean Kirkpatrick knew all about that movie
if not having seen it himself. Regardless of the truth that that Huge Sur UFO
dedicated an act of warfare, this man is a shill for the cabal suppressing NHI
presence amongst us; the whole lot that each sincere, American patriot has instructed us
about since 1945.

I’ve been compelled for causes I don’t absolutely perceive to arrange this
doc, this testimony, this tribute to my fellow witnesses, experiencers,
rational thinkers. Others of us have suffered from PTSD to melancholy,
defamation, unmitigated anger, self-doubt, threats, lack of jobs, neighborhood
standing and worse- to be bought out by shills and fakirs, like AARO and the
damned Wall Road Journal. FpercentCK YOU!

FAREWELL THE TRANQUIL MIND.