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On
July 7th, 1947, some fifty years ago, as a staff Photographer for LIFE
magazine, I was sent to New Mexico to photograph what LIFE called a
meteor hunt. All we knew at the time was that a "huge meteor" had
crashed somewhere in the vicinity of the Roswell area and the Air Force
was searching for it. I was assigned a pilot who would "Put me on the
ground in the vicinity of the crash site.."
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Landing on a makeshift runway, the pilot handed me a loaded automatic pistol in
a holster. "What do I need that for..?" I asked. "My orders were see
that you were armed", he replied. "Against what..?", I asked. He looked
at me, smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "We don't know.." he said. I
got into a waiting jeep, and off we went into the desert on this
mysterious search which is now known as the Roswell UFO Incident. |
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