Bill's UFO Story.
You can
certainly tell a lot about a person when you listen to their tales. But I think
it would probably be a mistake to conclude that they represent what they consider really important. If you judge by excerpts from various autobiographies,
war tales consume a disproportion portion of their lives, based on percentage of the lives spent in that endeavor.
I found
it difficult to talk to either my father or my Father-in-Law, Bill. I soon learned that my father had a “one up
attitude” and Bill had a Reporters way of grilling when I revealed too much. In
any event listening rather than talking was probably the best thing I could have done.
Both Bill and
my own father served in the 41st Infantry division during WWII but in different Regiments so they probably never
met. But my father’s two years in the Army represented a full 80% of his
life tales, 10% where from his pre-WWII experiences and the remained were professional.
Bill left a far more extensive record. Bill’s verbal stories
were 40% pre WWII, 50% WWII, and 10% was professional. If you examine his 193
page autobiography, 4 were pre WWII, 142 were WWII and 41 were professional a far different percent.
Of Bills verbal tales my two favorites were about the soldier in his unit who had such abnormally
large feet that his replacement boots arrived in a wooden shipping box.
But Bill’s UFO story that he wrote June 1947 while a reporter in Pendleton Oregon had
to be my favorite. According to Bill a private pilot with over 1,200 hours flying
experience and a successful businessman and a father named Kenneth Arnold walked into the newspaper office.
Bill and an
Associate editor listed to his account of a saucer shaped craft flying between Mt Rainer and Mount Adams at a spend estimated
at 1,2000 MPH. Arnold simply wanted to know if the military was testing some new kind of craft in the area. Neither of the
two reporters took the story that seriously but promised to write a short article on his account and to contact him if they
received any more information.
Bill
told me that to him it was just another story told by someone who appeared very creditable.
The 5 paragraph story was written and posted to the local AP wire serve. Then
according to bill, “he went to lunch”. To him it was nothing more
than an insignificant story and a way to earn, “a little beer money”.
When
Bill returned from lunch the “office girl” was frantic having received telephone calls from as far away as New York and Canada
requesting follow up information.
Bill then spent the next several hours gathering as many additional facts as he could from Arnold. When ever he told the story, he never
saw a flying saucer, but simply did his job and reported.
This
attitude also shows the great generation gap when a reporter today often feels it is duty to sharp the story to serve a particular
viewpoint and not simply report the facts as he learns them.