In the spring of 1995, I received a phone call from a resident of Springfield, Ohio. "I want to tell you about certain reverse-engineering projects conducted on flying saucer components," stated the voice on the other end of the phone line.
The caller had tracked me down after a statewide Associated Press newspaper article was published in a Springfield, Ohio newspaper. The article had portrayed me as a "UFO skeptic" who questioned the possibilities of extraterrestrial visitations.
"I'm listening," I replied, expecting an outlandish or delusional account to commence. To my surprise, the gentleman on the other end of the line sounded sane and knowledgeable.
"A friend of mine was an employee at Monsanto Research Corporation, on Nicholas Road near Dayton, Ohio..."
The caller, who claimed to be former military, agreed to meet for lunch at a restaurant south of Dayton within two weeks.
I had contacted two acquaintances, Carla and Lois, who shared my interest in accounts of the bizarre, and we all thought it intriguing to meet the informant and receive his news.
We left Cincinnati with plenty of time to spare, and, reaching the Dayton area an hour before our appointment, decided to venture to the Monsanto Research Complex, the focal-point of the drama.
We found the complex easily. Situated near Interstate 75 south of Dayton on Nicholas Road, the facility is now operating under the name of Quality Chemical, and from the road appears to be several big, box-shaped buildings surrounded by fencing. The top halves of the windowless buildings are riddled with air ducts, protruding ventilation shafts and metal railings.
At the main gate, a security guard put down his sandwhich and hitched his pants up around his big belly. "Can I help you?"
"I'm conducting a research project on corporations in this area and was curious to know if this facility was once called Monsanto Research," I asked.
"Yes it was, several years ago."
"Do you know what type of research projects were done here?"
"Nope, but it was some classified project from Wright Patterson Air Force Base."
Carla and Lois thanked the security officer after we had gleaned everything possible from him (including details of several large fires occurring years prior). Driving away, we were unanimously impressed by the statement from the watchman regarding a classified Air Force project, [which] we were now on our way to verify through the offerings of a mysterious whistle-blower.
We met the gentleman as he waited in his car outside the restaurant. Parking next to him, we greeted one another and entered the restaurant.
"Tell us about this friend of yours," Carla [said], after food was ordered.
"He's dead, now... but he used to work at Monsanto and had a security clearance," said the former miltary officer. "Evidently, as the story goes, parts and components from a flying saucer were taken to Monsanto and kept there for a number of years. The situation was kept quiet, and suprisingly, extensive security precautions had been deemed unnecessary. The low-intensity security provided a good cover for the highly classified project.
"There were a number of other operations at the facility that had also been going on, and there had been several accidents over the years. One involved a chemical explosion which resulted in a large fire."
Carla chanced a quick glance to Lois, recalling the earlier statement from the security guard.
"One particular accident occurred as a result of experimentation with gravity waves. This person was injured and taken to the Miami Valley Hospital where he was held a while for observation. He was released later in the evening, but for a while he was said to be disoriented.
"But the real story is the man that came in...
"According to my late friend, apparently there was a certain person who visited Monsanto under armed escort. He had paid numerous visits, about a half-dozen times from the late sixties to the early seventies. This well-dressed person had a security clearance to get in, and was allowed to interact with the employees there."
The term "INTERACT" caused eyebrows to raise, as the informant paused to allow his enigmatic comment to sow the seed of curiousity.
"He talked to them," the informant clarified, "but he wasn't a regular person. This individual would talk with the workers and discuss certain matters about routine job duties and inspections, and more cryptically, would discuss matters about their own personal lives. He knew things he wasn't supposed to know."
"What do you mean, 'he wasn't a regular person'?" asked Carla intensely.
"I mean he wasn't a regular person. He looked normal, just like you or me, even wore a nice business suit, but he wasn't a regular person. He talked to the people, and when he did, he ruined them. He knew things he shouldn't have. He talked with my friend, and whatever he said that day traumatized him for the rest of his life."
"I don't know, but his widow told me that from that day forward he sat up on the edge of his bed at nights... in a cold sweat, and wondered about that man. He said, 'That man knew everything about me.'
With a meaningful stare, the informant emphasized his point and gazed at Lois and Carla.
"He knew certain unthinkable details about each person that nobody else could."
I broke in, "Are you saying this was an alien?"
"I don't know," he huffed as he looked downward and talked in my direction without making eye-contact, as if half-angry that I made such a suggestion. "All I'm saying is that he wasn't a regular person."
I sought more details on the deceased gentleman. The wife of this worker talked to the informant on plenty of occasions, for they had been acquaintances through their mutual association with the worker, and continue to talk years after the worker's death.
After his passing, the wife told the informant that her husband would suffer sleepless nights, agonizing in a mixed state of disbelief and fear years after encountering the mysterious stranger. She felt that he had an almost obsessive fear of the man.
The informant did not reveal whether he had an occasion to meet this shadowy figure. He stated that he couldn't be sure if this person was part of the government or the military, but knew that this was a very 'powerful' individual.
This account, if true, remains unverifiable at present. However, with the recent implication of Monsanto by retired Col. Philip Corso in his book [The Day After Roswell], the bizarre tale of reverse-engineered parts from the Monsanto Research Complex may simply be another piece in a warped and convoluted puzzle too strange to be true, and if true, too difficult to believe.
Original file name: CNI - Monsanto UFO (TASK).final
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