The success with the Fort Monmouth Incident had gone to our heads and we were convinced that with a little diligent digging we’d be knocking off saucers like an ace skeet-shooter.  With all the confidence in the world, I attacked the Long Beach Incident, which I’d had to drop to go to Lubbock, Texas.  But if saucers could laugh, they were probably zipping through the stratosphere chuckling to themselves, because there was no neat solution to this one.

In the original report of how the six F-86’s chased the high-flying UFO over Long Beach, the intelligence officer who made the report had said that he’d checked all aircraft flights, therefore this wasn’t the answer.

The UFO could have been a balloon, so I sent a wire to the Air Force weather detachment at the Long Beach Municipal Airport.  I wanted the track of any balloon that was in the air at 7:55A.M. on September 23, 1951.  While I was waiting for the answers to my two wires, Lieutenant Metscher and I began to sort out old UFO reports.  It was a big job because back in 1949, when the old Project Grudge had been disbanded, the files had just been dumped into storage bins.  Hank and I now had four filing case drawers full of a heterogeneous mass of UFO reports, letters, copies of letters, and memos.

But I didn’t get to do much sorting because the mail girl brought in a copy of a wire that had just arrived.  It was a report of a UFO sighting at Terre Haute, Indiana.  I read it and told Metscher that I’d quickly whip out an answer and get back to helping him sort.  But it didn’t prove to be that easy.

The report from Terre Haute said that on October 9, a CAA employee at Hulman Municipal Airport had observed a silvery UFO.  Three minutes later a pilot, flying east of Terre Haute, had seen a similar object.  The report lacked many details but a few phone calls filled me in on the complete story.

At 1:43P.M. on the ninth a CAA employee at the airport was walking across the ramp in front of the administration building.  He happened to glance up at the sky—­why, he didn’t know—­and out of the corner of his eye he caught a flash of light on the southeastern horizon.  He stopped and looked at the sky where the flash of light had been but he couldn’t see anything.  He was just about to walk on when he noticed what he described as “a pinpoint” of light in the same spot where he’d seen the flash.  In a second or two the “pinpoint” grew larger and it was obvious to the CAA man that something was approaching the airport at a terrific speed.  As he watched, the object grew larger and larger until it flashed directly overhead and disappeared to the northwest.  The CAA man said it all happened so fast and he was so amazed that he hadn’t called anybody to come out of the nearby hangar and watch the UFO.  But when he’d calmed down he remembered a few facts.  The UFO had been in sight for about fifteen seconds and during this time it had passed from horizon to horizon.  It was shaped like a “flattened tennis ball,” was a bright silver color, and when it was directly overhead it was “the size of a 50- cent piece held at arm’s length.”