My Dad The Alien Abductee: A Story About The Army, Ice Cream, and the Truth About Extraterrestrials

My Dad The Alien Abductee: A Story About The Army, Ice Cream, and the Truth About Extraterrestrials


The leap from believability to impossibility has been traversed many times over the course of man’s existence. We’ve walked on the moon and split the atom, such things once deemed impossible and little more than flights of fantasy. We should keep such words as “impossible” as far away from our lips as we can because science has shown us that we don’t know what we don’t know. The very idea of “impossible” is a bit of a disease when it comes to such things as truth and reality.

It’s at this time that I’d like to go on record and say that I don’t think every blurry picture taken in the woods is a Bigfoot, I don’t think every light photographed in the sky is a UFO and I don’t think every log in the river is a long lost relic of prehistory.

That being said, I know this: Aliens are real and furthermore, they have been here.


Now before you jump to conclusions and have me locked up in an institution, I know that that statement is inflammatory and some would even say, “far reaching” but the truth is, I’ve been given a type of proof that in and of itself is wholly unfounded but it lead to the type of “Aha!” moment that we all wish we could have and recently lead me to a bit of a revelation that some might find unsettling.

So, let me tell this the best way I can and instead of boring you with an interview, I’ll entertain you with a story. One that you may have heard before but when you hear it this time, I think you’ll agree that it is very pertinent. I’d also like to clarify that while I am a story teller, this is as accurate, honest and unbiased as I can be. The instances I’m covering for the most part didn’t happen to me and are therefore third party but by the end of this story you’ll understand why I believe, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are not alone in the universe.

Simon Says: The First Incident

When I was a boy, around 1985, my father began sharing a very scary story that he swore was true. It was the type of story you might have seen on The Outer Limits but what he had to say had such ramifications about our place in the universe that many people chose and still choose not to believe him.

I am not one of those people. Though I admit, I originally was.

My father’s name is Carl Moore. His rank was that of an Airman Second Class in the Air Force and he had top secret clearance. His main duties were to guard boxes in a warehouse which by his own account was the most boring job anyone could have. It was the type of mind numbing job that seems prevalent in the government sector and my dad loathed it but it was his duty. When I asked him what was in the boxes he flatly said, “I never asked what was in the boxes.” This is the type of officer he was.

peasebaseThe incident happened around September 7, 1965 at Pease Air Force Base. He’s more sure about the day of the week it happened on than the actual date because if you got all of your work done early on Thursday, you could have Friday off and my dad loved three day weekends. The date should ring a bell for many because it’s only a few days after the incident in Exeter.

Part of my father’s duties was taking shipments off the rail head and many of the other Airmen didn’t like going down to the rail head. It was at this rail head that a craft appeared. It was off in the distance and he tried to copy what he saw by drawing it on a small sheet of paper. Before he could finish it, the craft was directly above his head . It was close enough that he couldn’t see the sky because it took up the whole of his view. When he gasped, “Holy mackerel!” at the sight of the sudden appearance of the ship, he heard the ship repeat the phrase verbatim and in his own voice. He tried to run but the ship stayed over him. Hearing them repeat his further exclamations, he decided to face the vessel and said, “If you can copy that, try copying this.” He pulled a card from his pocket and to his surprise the ship opened. He was expecting it to be a slot to put the card but what really happened caught him even more off guard as the ship’s entry way opened up and the occupants exited. They grabbed him and touched a “wand” to the back of his head and he no longer struggled.

As he was taken aboard, his commanding officer told him that the visitors had been around for years and that they were interested in testing us. He claimed that they weren’t going to hurt him and that this was, in fact, a pretty regular situation.

This was the first time he was taken aboard and his “visit” was comprised almost totally of medical examinations. These were the typical “Grays”, which were actually broken down into two types, one a “worker class” and the other the “bosses”. The larger, “bosses” were smarter. Both of them he said have eyes like us only their pupils were so large that you couldn’t see the whites. He described their forehead like a melon. A small hole for ears and a walnut shaped feature immediately behind the hole. He says that when they communicated with him, it was with thought and it seemed as if they were purposely flooding his mind with images to hide what they looked like but that he was able to “ignore” what they were saying.

When he talks about them is with both reverence and fear.

He also got the feeling that they don’t like to be touched and when I asked him what gave him that idea he said the most peculiar thing.

“We could just all of a sudden go fuckin’ nuts on them and kill them. They’re just the same as we are… I mean flesh and bone. You know what I mean? If I was them, I’d be afraid of us. I’d be scared to death of us.”

He was gone for the entire weekend.

The Green Skinned Woman and Strawberry Ice Cream

Antonio-Villas-Boas-sexual-encounterThe visitations happened with enough regularity that he was eventually left lucid during them. He eventually described a third type of being that was a female with green skin. Her eyes were different in shape than the “Grays”, having a more almond shape to the “Grays” tear drop shape. He describes her having bright red, straight pubic hairs. Gathered around her were young ones that looked nothing like her, though my father says she claimed them as her own.

He enjoyed her company and when he talks about her, it’s almost like that of a person who misses a good friend. Her arms didn’t seem very functional and she asked if he would feed her. She gave him a Push-Up of strawberry ice cream and he would hold it up for her to eat. On his accounts she was very pleasant to talk to and he told me, “If you met her, you would like her. She was very smart.”

Another being looked like a Nordic human. He looked very old but my dad got the feeling that he was the one in charge. All of the others seemed to show respect for him. Unlike the others, he spoke with his mouth and not telepathy like the others had. The entire conversation with the Nordic lead my father to believe that the man was extremely old, possibly ninety, but at one point, the Nordic stood up and revealed a rather athletic and muscular body.

Even more surprising was that the Nordic then led my father into a room where others were gathered. The number of different species was staggering but my father claims that the Nordics made up at least a quarter of them. Here we are unable to be civil toward one another based on ethnicity, religion and region and yet the rest of the galaxy has not only learned to coexist but they’ve made it the status quo.

There was more to be discovered. After further testing it was discovered that my father had what they called a “behavior disorder”, a disorder which they believed may have been the reason for his ability to block their telepathy. In short, the right and left side of his brain doesn’t communicate well with each other, basically… schizophrenia, something my father was officially diagnosed with years later. This revelation has no bearing on my believing that his story is true, because the corroborating evidence didn’t come from him, but more on that later.

There comes a point where these beings have gotten the information from him that they’ve desired, and are basically trying to get a better understanding of his reasoning and learning abilities. It was during this time that things became rather unique in the abduction experience, at least as far as abduction experiences go.

My father asked them what the smallest particle in the universe was.

It was a question that he noticed got an immediately different response than anything he’d asked previously. That response was an eagerness to share, not unlike that of a religious person’s desire to respond to questions about their faith. The aliens, all of them, had a religion of sorts, because they believed that the smallest particle was a living organism and since it made up the whole of the universe, the universe itself was alive. They were anxious to share what the physical make up of the particle was, but viewing it was tricky because it only revealed itself when the observer was in the right state of mind. This feat wasn’t easy because of my dad’s “behavior disorder” but he says that they were determined to show him the particle nonetheless.

What followed next was an introduction to a bizarre ritual that included his viewing of other particles and his giving an emotional response to them. I liken this to the Tibetan monk’s ability to recognize all the facets of themselves; their anger, greed, jealousy, love, happiness, hatred and so on. Recognizing and accepting them until that moment when you basically “invite” the particle to show itself. Once it did, my father says that the moment made him feel complete and understanding of everything, something I believe he struggles with to this day.

The Tiniest Detail

ufocoverupliveThe memories of these events haunted him for twenty years after the fact. He wanted to discuss them but says that he swore to not say anything for twenty years. It was an oath he took just as seriously as his job guarding boxes in a warehouse all those years ago.

1985 rolled around and he was eager to share his experiences with everyone. To his dismay many of his friends scoffed at the notion, thinking he was either fooling with them or down right nuts. He admits his own sanity is fleeting but always stuck by those events, not because they made him feel special but because he thought the world should know the details because even though the situation was scary, there were moments when it made him feel that our world was part of something bigger.

There were certain details that made many of his friends disbelieve his story, most specifically was the idea that aliens eat strawberry ice cream. I mean, of all things for the aliens to eat, strawberry ice cream sounds rather silly. Well, all things considered. In fact, it was this detail that I used to think was silly as a kid and honestly, the one thing that made me think that my dad was a liar.

Then 1988 rolled around. It was a rather important year for me. It was Cincinnati’s bicentennial. I got to play Lucius Quinctius Cincinnatus in the third grade play about how he rose from station of farmer to emperor in order to fend off barbarian invaders.

Any child of the 80s and 90s also know that the television was flooded with shows about UFOs. In 1988 a show aired on FOX called UFO COVERUP!: LIVE. You can find it on YouTube pretty easily.

It was an hour and a half long documentary that discussed everything from the UFO’s to the biology of their occupants. There were anonymous panelists, scientists, UFO investigators, alien abductees, and it was all hosted by Mike Farrell of M*A*S*H fame. It’s interesting about the context in which some of the information was displayed because at the end, they seemed to make light of the close encounter experience.

One panelist, James Oberg, makes a joke about how we should all “go out and buy strawberry ice cream because maybe if it’s all gone, the UFO guy will go away.”

I was watching this show with my dad. There was no way he contacted them about that small and silly detail. That show, regardless of what it was trying to accomplish, turned me into a believer all because of it’s inclusion of the strawberry ice cream. It’s such an obscure element that the inclusion to it in so many encounter stories, enough so that it was mentioned on national television, made me realize that whatever my dad experienced was real.

That’s not the end of the story, however.

The other day, while I was trying to figure out the best way to approach this subject, it dawned on me that not everyone likes strawberry ice cream. In fact, not everyone likes ice cream. What are the chances that so many of the visitors like the dessert enough to eat it in front of the abductees?

What if.. What if it isn’t but one.

One quirky female, interested in the test subjects that her ship has brought aboard. Interested in knowing them personally if for no other effect than to be a friendly face in what was surely a most terrifying experience.

We may never know her name, but she’s made a lasting impression.



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  1. Henry Paterson

    06/13/2013 at 8:54 AM

    Well, to start with an Airman isn’t an officer.
    Top Secret Clearance is not really that impressive, they would assign him that so he could stand guard, not choose him to stand guard because he had earned clearance through some sort of merit. While I am assume the man relating the story wants us to give his father some added credibility for these accomplishments, the fact that his father made an effort to gain extra days off does a lot to undermine that. He is working guard duty, how do you “get your work done” early?

    There is really nothing in this story that does not come out of the common UFO lore of the day.

    • Adam Moore

      06/13/2013 at 11:22 AM

      You are correct about an Airman not being an officer. That was my poor choice of wording. As for the three day weekend, my father asked to be taken off of guard duty and onto warehouse duty so that time would go by faster so he was unloading shipments which could be finished early on Thursday. There is a lot here that is common to UFO lore but the point I was making was that I believe because of the silly strawberry ice cream connection. I’ve had my own unexplained experiences. Things that I can’t recall clearly but that has less bearing on why I believe than this. Plus, I felt that the WF readers would enjoy a bit of levity in regards to the bizarre connection.

      Thanks for pointing that out.

      • Henry

        06/13/2013 at 6:13 PM

        I have been researching the Strawberry ice cream thing and thus far I find no references to it that predate the 1988 Cover-Up live show. What I DO find is a soldier giving testimony and happens to mention going out and getting strawberry ice cream for aliens. HOWEVER it is pretty clear he is making a silly analogy. It is possible this is the source for Oberg’s comment, who is clearly a skeptic. But there are no references dated prior to 1988, and most after 2000. It feels an awful lot like something that has crept into the UFO lore from an off hand comment that people took for being serious. Maybe it was even your father discussing it with others that set off the chain of the story. Every story has to start somewhere and you do state he discussed it with other people.

        For the record, I lived with a paranoid schizophrenic father myself, so understand when I have to say, I am forced to question everything he said in the years of his affliction

        • Adam Moore

          06/13/2013 at 7:36 PM

          Skepticism is healthy. I don’t expect many people to believe the story. The article is about why I believe. I’m intimate with the details. I was there for situations to unfold in a way that lead me to the conclusions I’ve reached. As for my dad telling his story, he didn’t start until 1985 and it wasn’t like it was today where he could blog about it and have thousands of people read it and spread it. He didn’t get to tell his story to a media outlet until after 1991.

          As for how his mental condition affects this, I wouldn’t expect people to not take it into consideration. Again, the point of the article was to convey why it had no bearing on my opinion.

    • Lee Robbins

      06/13/2013 at 2:20 PM

      Wow, you’re a dick.

  2. alanborky

    06/13/2013 at 1:12 PM

    “We may never know her name, but she’s made a lasting impression.”

    Unfortunately Adam it doesn’t sound like any of us human males including y’dad were man enough to leave a lasting impression on her hence her turning into a super space skank seemingly permanently in need of having an impression made on her…maybe that should be IN.

    Has it occurred to y’you might have a load of half alien brothers and sisters out there amongst the stars gagging for ice cream…or impressions made on/in them? Finding out you’ve a load o’ humans ones all over the place you knew nothing about’s disconcerting enough!

    By the way I’m not mocking y’here I’m taking y’at your word which’s why I find the ice cream detail quite striking. I’ve always been very prone to massive surges of boiling hot heat building up in my body while say making impressions or during what I can only loosely describe as violent electrical discharge attacks so much so one time by the time the ambulance arrived a few minutes later I’d melted the contents of every bag and packet out our deep freeze. Even to this day when my consumption of ice cream starts going up it usually heralds another phase of feeling like a boiled lobster.

    The esoteric world’s explanation for this sort of thing’s a build up or/and a download of kundalini baraka windhorse etc etc which’s why I’m intrigued your dad’s Favourite Martian was indeed green a colour associated with Fay type elementals and when you factor in the ice cream and the horniness it makes me wonder if what y’dad was dealing with was a jinn.

    The joke of it being most people believe Jinn’re solely residents of this world but if me own experience’s anything to go by the buggers’re might exist all over the place and may come here from the moon the sun and even the other side of the Universe.

    • Adam Moore

      06/13/2013 at 2:20 PM

      I never quite thought of it that way. Primarily because of the company she was described with, but then, what are jinn but interdimensional drifters. As for the possible extended Martian family, I wouldn’t be surprised if on some far off world, there’s a fat geek of an alien trying to convince his friends that his family used to travel the galaxy in a Warp Winnebago.

    • Arcturus

      06/16/2013 at 8:20 AM

      Y’write in a most irritating and childish manner y’ know.

      • buffylover55

        06/27/2013 at 7:08 AM

        oh get a life mamma’s boy

  3. Leah

    06/13/2013 at 8:54 PM

    I’m glad you told your father’s story. I have always had admiration and affection for him..he’s a great guy. Another part of this story is that I remember hearing audiotapes of him being put under hypnosis and answering questions/ telling the story of his abductions. Even though my stance was that aliens did not exist,hearing those tapes made my mind open to the possibility. I also believe in a God of which nothing is impossible…so why would aliens be?

    • Adam Moore

      06/13/2013 at 9:44 PM

      Thanks Leah. I heard portions but I never really heard all of the tapes because at that point I had accepted it as truth and I really wasn’t sure I wanted to hear him as distressed as he was in the portion I heard. I’m sure dad still has them somewhere but finding them would be an event.

  4. Richard Cherry

    06/14/2013 at 7:25 AM

    Thank you Adam for an excellent story. It was a joy to read. I just wanted to clarify a few things that may help you understand your fathers position in the Air Force. Being ex-Air Force myself I am familiar with a few things. The first being your fathers rank. As you stated he was an Airman Second Class, this means he had one stripe and he had been in the Air Force for over a year (you get your first stripe after the first year of service and you second at your two year mark). Also being that he was pulling guard duty meant that he was an S.P. (Security Police). You may have known this already, but, if not I hope it helps a little.

    I did have a question for you though. In your story you stated that “his commanding officer told him that the visitors had been around for years”. Did he learn this from a debriefing or was the commander on board the ship with him? I’m curious about this little tidbit.

    Anyway, thanks for sharing this intriguing story.

    • Adam Moore

      06/14/2013 at 8:48 AM

      According to his statement, his commanding officer was there as he was taken aboard but I’m not sure if he was ever on the ship itself when my father was on board. I know that my dad was originally S.P. but asked to be reassigned because the job lacked any stimulation since it was just standing around all day which is why he was doing warehouse duty.

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  8. Red Pill Junkie

    07/12/2013 at 10:18 AM

    Intriguing story. The part with the commanding officer reassuring your dad was also confusing to me. Also the part of your dad describing the red pubic hair in this green-skinned female –which was also something Antonio Villas Boas mentioned in his famous abduction experience. I take it then that your father had sexual intercourse with her?

    You mention that rather infamous TV show, UFO Cover-up! Live. I don’t if you’ve read Greg Bishop’s Project Beta, but he briefly discusses that show, along with Richard Doty’s making himself pass as the Falcon. Doty was the man with the digitally altered voice who discusses the things about the aliens, including their preference for strawberry ice-cream & Tibetan chants.

    Many researchers think the program was part of a disinformation campaign, which is not the same as to say the program was a hoax. For disinformation to work, you need to embed a few pieces of truth along with a whole lot of lies. Maybe the ice-cream part, which automatically made a lot of people reject the content of the program as ridiculous, happened to be an actual element of truth.

    And before I finish my comment, I need to ask you a question: Have you considered the possibility that your father was the unwilling subject of some kind of mind-control project carried out by the military? And that all of his alien experiences were constructed fantasies implanted on his psyche?

    • Adam Moore

      07/12/2013 at 1:27 PM

      He never claimed intercourse with her, just that she didn’t wear clothes. Why she didn’t wear clothes is anyone’s guess. Falcon was, for all intents and purposes, a bit too perfect of a whistle blower. That doesn’t mean I think everything he said was true. As for the mind control experiments? He’s pretty sure he saw what he saw. I say that because he recalls other encounters with more nefarious people. My whole point was that, regardless of how weird his story was, there was, at least for me, third party confirmation.

  9. Barry Phipps

    11/13/2013 at 9:27 PM

    Adam, you leave too much room for skepticism. If you wanted people to believe this story, you could have left out several things including the fact that your father was schizophrenic, and the fact that you’re a storyteller. However I do respect your honesty. Strawberry ice cream? I dunno Adam, you could have left that out too if you really wanted to be convincing, but really I didn’t read anything that was very convincing. Of the thousands of abduction reports around the world, not one that I know of reported such a casual, almost pleasant experience. I’m very open-minded and I do think the alien abduction experience is real. I do believe we have been visited for thousands of years and I do believe we are being visited now. But I cannot believe this one. Sorry, but thanks for sharing, nevertheless. Barry

    • Adam Moore

      11/14/2013 at 3:16 AM

      I didn’t write this article to convince anyone of anything. I wrote it because I wanted to convey why it is that I believe. We’re often confronted with the outlandish stories of others with no corroborating evidence to support them and I feel I was given evidence from a third party to support the extraordinary claims that my father was making. Strawberry ice cream happens to be the type of thing you remember hearing as a child. I included all of the information because that is all of the information that I was taking into consideration when I first became a believer and I included the fact that I am a writer so that people understood that my believing in extraterrestrials and my imagination weren’t and aren’t entwined. But please, believe what you want. It has no bearing on me.

      • David

        02/26/2014 at 12:57 PM

        Anymore to this Story Adam ?.


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