The Way It Has To Be

by Randolph Greenamyer

My name is Randolph Greenamyer and I'm a registered geologist. I have a Masters degree and I've completed additional work in the field of geophysics. Two important projects I've worked on include the Alaskan pipeline project and the Applegate dam project.

In 1968, a friend named "Bob" and myself were returning from a day at the beach. It was just after sunset and we were driving on a lonely stretch of road. As we entered a small valley I was shocked to discover that I could not see the road out of the front windshield of my car. The windshield was solid black. All I could see were the lights of the instruments on my dashboard.

I tried to continue driving by looking out of the left window and following the white line in the center of the road. I was able to continue driving a somewhat wobbling course. When I told Bob what was happening he thought I had gone insane. Apparently, Bob could still see out the front windshield with no problem. The next thing I knew, a bright light passed by the left side of my car.

I decided to let Bob continue driving the rest of the way since he could see out of the front windshield. I stopped the car. When I got out of the car I could see clearly in every direction. However, when I checked back inside my car, the windshield was still black.

After that, I remember that Bob and I stood in front of my car talking for a period of time. During our conversation, a personality change suddenly occurred within me. I told Bob that a UFO would be picking us up soon and I used my finger to trace the path the UFO would follow. Bob told me I was nuts and refused to believe me. I felt certain I knew exactly what was going to occur.

Shortly thereafter, an orange-red UFO appeared in the sky. To our amazement, it followed the exact path I had predicted with the exception of the very last portion when the craft landed. As I watched this occur, I felt a mixture of fear and pride because I was right all along. Bob was dumbfounded by the turn of events.

My personality change made me become vicious, cold, and aggressive. I was now a willing tool of the small Greys in the UFO. The small aliens grabbed Bob and he began to yell and to fight desperately to escape them. While this was occurring to Bob, I felt as if this was the way it had to be. I was an accomplice in the abduction of my friend Bob. The Greys took Bob into the UFO and I went in behind him. This is where my memory of the abduction ends.

Later on, Bob and I were standing in front of my car again and I suddenly felt as if it was time to leave. I walked over to the driver's side of the car and stuck my head inside to look out of the front windshield. To my surprise, I could see again. The window was clear. Bob and I got into my car and we drove home without any other problems.

When we arrived home I had forgotten what had just happened and I was in a pleasant mood. However, Bob was in a highly agitated and hostile mood. As he climbed onto his motorcycle he said, "I am never going to the beach with you again - You're too weird."

I did not understand why he was so hostile and why he would say something like that to me. His attitude truly puzzled me. As he was leaving Bob again said, "You're too weird," and he drove away.

by Randolph Greenamyer, ©1995