I do not claim to believe the following information. Yet I do not claim not to believe the following information. I am simply a messenger, conveying info that was shared with me …

In approximately 1991 I was working at a healing center near Chicago which served Alzheimer’s Disease and Parkinson’s Disease patients. At the time, former President Ronald Reagan was experiencing dementia. In an effort to reverse the condition, Reagan’s medical team considered every alternative. One was the clinic where I worked part-time (administration). To test the effectiveness of the clinic’s proposed treatment (intermittent injections of Chorionic Gonadatropin, Estrogen, Testosterone, etc.), Reagan sent two of his pals who were experiencing early symptoms of similar dysfunction (short-term memory loss, etc.). He sent two pilots … the pilot of Reagan’s plane (I have forgotten his name – possibly Bill/Tom Paynter/Painter?) and former Astronaut Gordon Cooper. “Gordo” was played by Dennis Quaid in the film “The Right Stuff”. Cooper was the (final?) astronaut to fly solo in space, during the Mercury Space Program. He piloted Mercury9 and Gemini5. He held the then-record for most circles of the circumference of the Earth. In the film he’s portrayed as a young hot-shot — (“hot dog”) was his nickname.  Quick-witted, bright, capable.

When I met Astronaut Cooper, he was likely in his sixties. He appeared as he was described in the film — funny and obviously extremely smart. In a conversation he described himself “a good Christian” — he mentioned this to infer that he was of sound mind (not a stereotypical California “fruitcake/wacko” — sorry to Californians who read this!!!!); this was a preface to the statements (shortly following) that he would voluntarily share with me … He was DEFINITELY of sound mind. NO DOUBT. He was a close friend of Reagan (not that this notarizes one’s IQ or stability of mind) and, if memory serves me, was actively involved with an engineering firm in Southern California.  He was dressed in casual business attire.  On all accounts he seemed to be a razor-sharp guy — which one would anticipate when meeting a former member of America’s highest-performing elite — the astronauts.

The two pilots were at the clinic (near Chicago) for approximately one week. Each day they received injections of a combination of the three aforementioned meditations. They would walk the hallways, noting how they felt. Obviously this was exceptionally b-o-r-i-n-g for them. I, too, was bored at the clinic, pushing paper. By Friday afternoon it seemed that Mr. Cooper had had enough of the treatment. As the only people working in the office were myself, a physician and an attorney (whom I assisted), Mr. Cooper’s alternatives for conversation were slim. He entered my stark office at 4 p.m. on Friday afternoon.  He took a quick look at the barren walls and stack of documents that I was sifting through. He asked what I was doing. I quickly told him. He asked if I liked what I was doing. I told him that I wasn’t into it. He then said words that I will never forget.  “Andy, I’m going to share a bit of information that you may find interesting” [paraphrase] … presumably his goal was to brighten the slow-moving Friday afternoon. I told him that I doubted he could tell me anything that I hadn’t heard (or read) before. He assured me that his information was fresh although hearsay as mostly from second-hand sources (who were dear friends of his and thereby whom he believed to be 100 percent credible). Although I still had quite a bit of work to do, I stopped, turned and said “go for it” … [Careful what you ask for!]

Without hesitation he said that NASA is hiding an incredible amount of information from the public, to prevent mass hysteria. The info, of course, regards the existence of UFO’s, extraterrestrial life, etc. In retrospect, the info that he shared was identical to what he stated in UFO Magazine a year after our inadvertent meeting — with the exception that he told me more than what he shared in the subsequent interview.

In a nutshell, he said that he his first encounter with UFO’s (hundreds of varied sizes – for a day and a half) was in Germany in the 1951. He was at an airbase, on the ground, when a “squadron of flying disks” silently flew above at high altitude. He and other aviators jumped into their fighters and flew as quickly as possible to catch the UFO’s — but the ET’s were too fast. I don’t recall specific details. He said that UFO’s definitely exist. Not maybe. That ET’s definitely exist … and are among us on Earth. That the USofA government has met with ET’s. The ET’s have shared UFO technological information with the government.  Not maybe. He said other things – that I believe he told me in confidence, so I will not share these details.  But, suffice it to say, he absolutely, unequivocally stated that ET’s exist. He stated that a scientist-friend boarded a UFO near White Sands, New Mexico — and flew around the perimeter of the USofA in an hour (10,000 miles per hour). He said the craft was as-though electromagnetically-propelled and that the the “g-force” (gravitational force) aboard the UFO was 0.25 g’s (whereas Earth’s gravitational force is 1.0 g) — hence our atmosphere is more dense to what these particular ET’s were accustomed to. He said that an ET was living in the home of the scientist, I seem to recall near White Sands,  for approximately a year, before it could adapt to Earth’s dense gravitational pull.

FYI On U-Tube Mr. Cooper also talks about  a second encounter with UFO’s in 1957, when he saw a UFO land (on 3-leg tripod landing gear apparatus). This incident was filmed near Edwards Air Force Base. He also describes the experience of a friend who was flying a commercial airliner that was being trailed by a UFO which flew near its wing. Astronaut Cooper wrote a letter to the UN (Kurt Waldheim) to establish a committee regarding evidence of UFO’s. Of course his request was quietly denied.

I do not claim to believe any of the information that he shared. Yet I will not say I do not believe what he shared.  Again, I am simply a messenger — conveying info that was shared with me.