From A1C Steven R. LaPlume

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Hi,

I see a few old friends o this forum.

My name is Steve LaPlume

I presently live in Asia but in1980-81 I was at Bentwaters. I think a few people here know who I am.

Was wondering how to get in touch with Larry Warren and John Borrows. Wendel Palmer as well if anyone knows how to track him down.


This is pretty much what do for a living now.


Here is what I look like now. ( I am the one sitting on the bike he he he )A bit older but none the worse for ware. This pic was taken about two months ago at the Pan Delta Series Race in Zhuhai China. I crashed four corners before the checkered flag. Opps
(I rode this one to the ground eh?)

I think I have a bit of insight on a few things and I think I have a few gaps I can fill with my experience. May raise a few questions as well.

I hope to hear from someone from back then.

Later
Steve LaPlume

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I posted this on another site. I cleaned up a few spelling and grammar errors but its basically the same as wrote before. I don't plan to evre do this again and figure its a forum about this incident so I would lay out what I know.

If it helps great maybe it will lead to the truth
If not great then it will forever remain a mystery
If you want to "debunk" me great, have at it, knock yourself out. Just don't send me emails and Pms tellign me why you think I am full of S**t 'cause I really don't care to hear from negative people. However if you got a legit question ask me I am approachable to a degree.
Again, I really don't care anymore about this other than a passive curiosity of what I saw that night.



This is what I saw and how I remember it best I can. If I am not 1900% sure about something I did not mention it or I clarified that I am not positive.

It might take a few posts to lay it all out

My name is Steven Robert LaPlume. When I had just turned eighteen years of age I was an airman in the United States air Force stationed at RAF Bentwaters.

I want to go into detail about my time there related to eh UFO incident/sighting. I know I am but one in this mess, however I want to have my voice heard for a change. I truly believe what happened to me did in fact happen and I also think the incident has been underplayed or ever shadowed by the “BIG Show” that happed in late Dec of 1980.

I also believe that I will never know what truly happened to me and what it was all about. It’s taken me about twenty nine years to accept this but with this new found peace I can look at what happened to me objectively with no emotional attachment anymore. I honestly don’t give a shit about RAF Bentwaters.

To understand what it was like from my perspective I need to give you a real good idea of what I was like and what I was about back then. I will make it brief and to the point.

I was a 147 pound weakling of a mammas boy when I entered the Service of my Country. When I got to the RAF base, leased to the US Air Force, I was still the same geeky little kid I was when I was in school except I had waltzed through basic training when they needed musicians for the drum and bugle corp. I volunteer as I had been playing trumpet for years.

Security Police training was boring at best and the only part I liked was when new got guns and did war games type stuff. The rest was a blur of drunken nights and boring classroom by day.

When I arrived at RAF Bentwaters I ran into someone and we talked about Lackland for a few moments. Then we discovered we had hid under the same overturned table in a large bar room fight on base.
We both had dates and we turned the table on its wide side and hid behind it or something to that effect. Anyway his name was Larry Warren but I honestly can not remember when I had met him for the first time.
He was around then we met and became good friends for a bit of time then after the incident it was really a bit intense. The whole situation was really awkward I guess would be the best word. Because it was so far off the norm it was hard to navigate through the day at times. It was always right there in my face.

I got kicked out of the Air Force soon after my sighting. I think it took me about two months to do what I felt was a desperate act to get out of a bad situation. Like I said I plan to be very honest and direct here. I got nothing to loose or lie about I just plan to tell it like I saw it.
One night after my sighting I got drunk beyond imagination. I got as drunk as I could and still be able to plan out what I did. Yes I planned out the following events to a certain degree.
I knew I needed to do something to get out of the service but I could not find a loop hole in my contract. I had trained as a Security Specialist but I had not gotten my Secret Clearance yet so was assigned to the Law enforcement squadron most of the time.
I thought that a breach of contract but it was not if they rotate me back every “X amount of days to perform my job in my contractual trade.
Anyway I took a skin diving knife and cut my belly a bit. It did not do a good job really so I used a razor out of my bic shaver and continued with that. I was not trying to kill myself. I was simply trying to show I was serious about wanting to get out.
I felt my life was in danger and I found my way out no matter what the penalty. There was just way to much shit going on and I was smart enough to know when its time to stay and time to go. I opted out.
So I cut myself then went down the hall hoping someone would see me and cal it in. But no one was in the hall way. So I went to the emergency phone which was a direct line to the police desk. I called and said I fucked up. He cop on the other end said something else which I have long forgotten and doesn’t really matter except maybe to him, anyway.
About this time three friends of mine came around the corner, saw me and the state I was in and called out to me.
I dropped the phone and ran like a bat out of hell. It was February, I had on a pair of cami pants, socks (Now soaking wet) and no shirt with a bloodied belly. I ran and while I ran I thought I better ditch the knife or they might think I am dangerous and shoot me. I was running from the barracks toward the soccer field and simply slammed it into a tree trunk as I ran by.
Long story short I got busted eventually after a long foot chase (I ran cross country in high school and I finally stopped and let them catch me after an hour of running them around. It was like watching the keystone cops give you chase.
Little did I know one of the cops that actually arrested me was a tall guy named John Burroughs. I did not know it but he had his own issues at the time he and I scrapped a bit during the arrest.

End result was I got an article 15, lost all my rank and got all my pay cut except 41 dollars so I could pay my tab at the base exchange for a stereo I had on payment. Of course the payment was actually 42 bucks a month so I had to borrow a buck a month from some one to make payment.

Major Zigler was a pompous asshole if you ask me. I hated that guy. After I got booted out I found out where he was living on the east coast and planned to track him down. But instead I figured why waste my life on his fat ass.
My honorable discharge was a power play between Zigler booting me out for a stupid reason, me pleading with the base shrink to let me out (Which he did on grounds of immaturity.)
The shrink said if he recommended I got out on being too immature for the service I could always say later in life I had matured since then. But if he let me out for about any other reason I would get a general discharge and would look bad for not having the honorable.
I agreed. I also got tagged with a bad re-enlistment code and after trying to join the army a few years later found it was impossible for me to ever reentry the US military. So I joined other countries military instead. It was not that I did not like military life. In fact I did but it was that I felt my life was I danger and I needed to leave so I guess in a way I wanted to prove to myself I was a good soldier
I found away around being in a military unit or army of the USA and still being a military soldier.. .if that made sense. In short I became a professional soldier for hire.
My specialty was weapons which meant I was a weapons trainer and armorer as well as long range patrolling. Kind of commando stuff, but mostly I was on a 4 man team and we would sneak in to places and finds things out then report back. Contact with any unfriendly was better left to an attacking fore. We wanted to be ghosts.
I was self taught on a lot of weapons yet at the time I knew about everything I could know about USA and com bloc weapons. I was trained by the notorious Frank Camper at the Recondo School in Alabama and did a bunch of things I could right a book about. But never will, because I have grown a custom to breathing.
After about five years of that I stopped abruptly and got on with my life. I guess I got it out of my system well enough. End result were a few bullet wounds a knife wound and multiple abrasions and contusions. Not bad for five years of Mercenary work.

So that’s all about me and now the part you’ve all been waiting for. THE UFO incident.
I was sitting in my dorm room one day when Larry warren came into my room. I had just had a sighting a few days prior and had kept my mouth shut after the incident. I did not want to talk about it to anyone other those who knew and they wanted no part of it from what I saw. My SGT asked me what

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happened I told him, missed the bus to the barracks and hitch hiked in the rain back after working all night. This was the morning after when I returned to Central Security Control.
So Larry comes in asks if he can talk and then starts laying out this whole story about UFOs, walking back form Ipswitch when he saw it, lights triangular craft splitting apart after all of them coming together, little green men animals in the forest. You know his story and I don’t need to go into detail about it. But I will say this. I never doubted when I was talking to him that what he said had happened had happened. He was deeply disturbed.
I have a clear recollection of him talking about this incident. He never sat down, never moved he just stood there and laid it all out in one foul swoop. Standing right in front of the dorm room door, which he had closed behind him for privacy. Then he turned and left. I think he just needed to get it all out of his head. But after he left it started to all come together for me.
They had their sighting about Christmas in 1980. About three weeks later I have mine. Also a few friends of mine were suddenly getting booted out of the service as well. I believe all had something to do with the UFO incident.
There was one guy from Philly that I will not name who was not part of the UFO incident. Funny thing was he was not all that smart from what I gathered and yet had written down a whole theory about magnetic issues, like flight using magnetic life or some sort of things like that. At the time I did not grasp what the heck he was talking about. But now that this technology was common on mass transport I wonder how in 1980 a dumb ass boxer from Philly, How did he get hold of this technology? He was getting gout on a section 8 which means his elevator didn’t reach the top floor.
There were a few other odd things in the after math of all this. I had a good buddy who had met a girl about the same time I did. She was a photographer for the base and worked in the Photography building whatever that was.
But if you read any of Larry Warrens details he mentioned that there was an underground base under Bentwaters and that at some pint he mentioned either publicly or to me that he had come up through and elevator in the photography building. When he went out side realized what the building was.
So this friend meets this girl. They fall for each other then he gets a TDY to Germany for a month. Next I see him he is looking pitiful. His girl left him and he had shaved al his hair off. When I asked him why he said he was getting a new start. Btu when I talked to him it was not the same guy I knew a month ago. Maybe she really tore him up but just think it was to strange that this girl entered his life. Left as abrupt as she appeared never to be seen again and he turns up all fucked in the head.
Mark Thompson has been over looked as a key player in al this as well. He was run out on failure to adapt charges as well. He was there in the incident on one of the nights and told me that he backed up Larry’s story about the generated lights not working, the pump at the station not working correctly, going on and off when they were trying to fill the light alls. After he went back to Santa Cruz I never heard from him again.
Why did so many airmen have so much trouble after leaving the service or while they were stationed there during that period of time. When I was sent there I was parts of a large replacement group for the security police that had been there prior and had gotten busted for doing drugs in a big sweep.
This is what I was told. But I bet if someone investigated the airmen that got removed from service prior to my arrival I bet there might be some things that would mesh with all of us getting booted out. What did they see or get involved with. Most service met don’t get a secret clearance only to go shoot heroin.

Our suicide rate was rumored to be one of the highest in the USAF. When my fellow airmen who I went through basic with did a TDY at the base he said he fully understood why I got booted out the way I did. He said it was the worst base he had ever been to.
I had more than one fellow airman talk to me in confidence about weird dreams they were having. A girl that would visit one guy in the evenings but she was not real. He said she was like a ghost a which of sort. Then there was another guy who said he would have a dram about waking up and a black gloved hand was in front of him just prior to covering his mouth.

Could that be a recollection of chloroform in a glove just prior to knocking someone out? My first thought was it was.

I was followed one night by two guys claiming to be German pilots on TDY. I asked about them and no one knew them. I asked on for a cigarette. He gave me one and lit it. Then I told him I knew he was not a German pilot and that I was on to them.
It went like this:
“Excuse me do you have a light?” German pilot makes like he does not understand. “Oh you don’t speak English?” I produce a cigarette that I got off the bartender not being a smoker.

“You got a light?” I gesture a Bic lighter and he gets it and hand me a lighter. I hand it back and then I say in simple slow English. I know your following me. Why are you following me?” German boy just looks at me and says nothing but he screwed up because he did not gesture like he did not understand like he did before. We just made eye contact and started for a split second or so then I walked away.
When his partner came back (I had gone to get some food.) But From behind the lattice work I saw them talk and leave out the back door. “That’s odd” I thought “No one ever leaves out that back door.”
There was nothing in the back but an alley. I went back and followed them. They got I a big dark Lincoln town car. I knew it was a Lincoln because my uncle had one and I recognized it. I watched them through the barely cracked open door as they drove in the direction of the gate and remember their tail light going on when the driver slowed for a moment. I saw enough and thought they may have seen me so I closed the door and took off out of the front of the club.

What in the hell were two German pilots on TDY (Obviously they flew in to the base) doing in a Lincoln town car in Suffolk England in 1981? These were not a common car at all in that place and time.

It was at this moment I knew I was fucked and I needed to get out. Maybe it was the same Dark big car that Larry claims was waiting for him when he was pulled in to the car after being sprayed with something that knocked him out.

Ok her is what I saw and what happened to me. It simple enough of an event but its got a few things I feel are overlooked and not fully integrated I not the first few nights incident. Remember this event happened about 3 weeks after the big show in the forest.

Senior Airman Palmer and I were on duty. I was on the back gate known as the “East Gate” My job entailed me staying on post until the gate closed (I think it was about 8:00 pm when we closed it or so. Maybe 7:00Pm) After this time I was on relief duty for a bit. I would go stand in for a Law enforcement cop while they went for a piss or went for dinner. I got to be posted and about all the Cops posts this way and after a while I knew the ins and outs of most of the cops duties. Law enforcement was different form Security specialist which I was trained to be.

I used to know the exact date but I can only remember it being clear I my head only one time when I retraced my work schedule to figure out the exact date it happened. I am not sure why but that date has never stayed with me and I have no idea to this day what exact date I had my sighting.
What I do know is it was o my third rotation of work after the Christmas three days off I had. So that would be three days on swing shift three days on night shift three days off repeat that three time and it was in the three days of midnight shift. Roughly three weeks later (After the big sighting).
Well the time was about 11:00 pm or so. We went back to the East gate to check the lock. Palmer mentioned some of the regular airman knew the combo and would enter the gat illegally after it closed so we had to go check it periodically. I guess that’s true I never questioned it.

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Palmer had driven to the gate and told me to check the lock. Gave me the combo to make sure it was the same lock that was supposed to be on there. I relocked it and went back to the Police cruiser. For some reason I was on the side of the car nearest the blast wall which at the time was between the gate and the active runway. The wall was there for noise abatement I guess.

So my exact position is standing facing Palmer, who is standing facing me. We are looking over the cruiser which I believe was facing away form the gate now. Though, I don’t remember it turning around. Maybe we got in and then got out as we were a few meters away form the original position of the cruiser when I checked the gate. Maybe Palmer turned it around when I walked back. I just can’t recall that detail.

So we talk about how the night is a bit brisk but its nice and the sky was clearing up a bit. It was only maybe 15% cloud cover now and the sky was clear for the most part. Stars were bright and it was generally a beautiful night, no fog.

It was Palmer who first mentioned the light hose and the UFO and the forest t my left at the end of the long access road to the base. I could see the beacon of the light house as it rotated and I can to believe anyone could mistake that thing for a UFO over head or in the trees. Not unless your high on Acid maybe then you could. I read where a de-bunker said the timing of the beacon and the timing of Halt on the tape were in sync. OK, maybe they were I don’t know but I do know that a light house some five miles away wasn’t shining through any trees to the decree anyone would mistake it as being remotely close to them.

As we were talking about the Airmen and the UFO and little green men and generally joking about it. I saw something over Palmers right shoulder. It was up in the sky high in the sky about 45 degrees off the horizon.

What I saw looked at first like a satellite moving across the sky. It was maybe a bit brighter but not by much. I mentioned it to Palmer, he turned and looked. It was not traveling right to left on a even trajectory. It was dancing in the sky. Up and down to a rhythm I can only liken to a heart monitor but it was doing so really quickly.

I bet it was going in either direction up and down while it went right to left about 10 degrees either way. Jut real fast up… down up down…. It was a fast mover. I asked palmer if he sw it too. Eh confirmed he did and we looked at it for a few moments.

When I first saw it I would say it was in the direct Southern sky. When Palmer jumped in the cruiser to go to the Control tower to check and see what was I the sky that night it had gone behind some cloud cover and was in the South eat part of the sky. Total sight time was about 3 or 4 minutes.

Palmer came back about 15 minutes later and reported the only thing up was a C-130 transport plane and a few Jolly Greens from the Para Rescue Squadron.

Palmer said we had to call it in. he said that we were told if we saw anything odd to report it in. So I said Ok. He then got on the radio to CSC and said. “LaPlume just saw a UFO” I yelled across the car to him. “You saw it too!”

Within a few moments the phone in the guard shack at the East Gate rang. Palmer told me to answer it. I went over answered the phone and it was Lt Englund (SIC?). he asked me what I saw, where was it, cold I see it now. Etc.. I told him we lost sight of it in some cloud cover over the forest. That was it I mentioned the Forest. It hit the fan. He told us to stay there and observe.

Very soon after Colonel halt showed up. I reported the post safe and secure and proceeded to tell him what happened.

Al the time Palmer stayed back and did not get too involved. I am not sure why but I thin he is either a chicken shit son of a bitch for leaving me out to dry like that or he was part of it. There are no other reasons, just the two, coward or part of it.

After the arrival of Col. Halt the stream of officers and higher ranking personnel kept coming. There was the Deputy Base commander, I believe of Wood bridge base who brought his wife and teen aged son.
Eventually the recently promoted General Williams our Wing commander came. I was told by Lt Englund not t be nervous but he had just made general. Report my post as all safe and secure and simply tell him what I saw.

I did just that and then everyone except palmer and myself jumped in an official Air Force station wagon. And went out the East gate toward the forest. We were left with a starlight scope and told to let them know if we saw anything.

When this was going down I was beside myself. Why did al these people show up. Why was this officers wife and kid here on official Air Force business. Why did she have a 35mm Nikon camera nad make the comment. “I hope we get to see one!”

It was a very exciting time for all of them. I was completely clueless as to the events of December 1980. I knew there was a sighting but at this point in time I knew No details other than some Security personnel claimed to have seen a UFO.
I did not understand why they insisted on going into the Forest. The thing we saw was mile sin the sky and went behind some clouds way up there and while it was technically over the forest I was about 30,000 feet up I am guessing.

What the fuck is going on here? Is about all I could think. Palmer and I goofed around with the scope and basically sat around crushing our nuts until the officers all came back form the forest area. Nothing happened we sa nothing and when they returned they seemed a bit let down.

I was posted on the gate the rest of the night, which sucked as it was boring as hell out there in the middle of no where and worse the ghost stories and now the UFO thing was a bit unnerving. I was just 18 and was involved in a mess of shit I had no clue about and n clue how big it was about to be.
After things calmed down Palmer took off to resume piss break duty. I guess he had to do it himself now as I was not available to give the other cops a break.

He returned about an hour or so later. We talked a bit but I can’t remember what. I guess Just that we went over the nights was events.
He mentioned the light house and how they thought it might be that. Even then people were trying to figure out about that damned light house amongst ourselves and we all dismissed it as far as I know.

But then it happened, the second visit. Her is what I remember and how I remember it:
I was looking toward the forest in particular the light house. I mentioned that there was no way it could have been that. Maybe I thought it but it was in my head at the time.
Then I saw the lights of a plane coming in for a landing. I thought it was a plan. it was on the about the right approach for the runway from what I saw. Then it got a bit closer. It was low, lower than I thought it should be. It was slow too. Was it an A-10? They can fly real slow and stay aloft.
Its over the forest now nearing the road at eh end of the east gate access road. It’s big. Those lights don’t seem right. Its about 1000 feet off the deck. Long man its long like a foot ball field long. Cigar shaped form what I can tell but there are a few clouds in the way. “Where did they come form it was clear a minute ago?”

Palmer and I exchanged a few words basically confirming that we were both seeing it. After the craft got to the point t was coming up the access road toward the East gate I don’t remember ever talking to palmer again until the event nearly all over.

I seem to recall a bluish light under it tracking the ground but I can not say for sure if this is a true memory or f I have had that thought placed by seeing too many movies or reading too many books so I have to discount this as not factual. I simply can’t clearly remember it for sure, just partially.
The craft is coming toward me. I have an M-16 machine gun on me. It’s on my shoulder. I never even think to take it off my shoulder.

Now its nearly over me the front is above my head. I am speechless and immobile. I stand there just looking up at it. Its huge. Three American foot ball field lengths huge. Or so I perceive it to be. There is stil a cloud around it or fog or something that is preventing me form seeing it clearly.
Now its directly over my head. I see the hatch like square thing on the bottom. Its structural. There are some lights a yellow one a red one and either a blue or green one.

My only thought is “Wow, look at it, remember this moment, you’ll never see anything like this again I n your whole life. This is amazing.”
Then its moving toward my right and toward the Southern sky mush higher and heading away at a slow pace it moves way and up at the same time. I watch it as it returns to eh night sky and blends in with the stars and then I can not see it I only see the night sky clear with no clouds and full of stars.

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Palmer and I had a few words once it was almost out of sight. Something like “Can you still see it? Its almost gone.” or something similar to that. Once its gone we are standing there still with the cruiser between us. Palmer asks me do you want to cal that in.”NO” I reply quickly and with total certainty. He agrees and we agree to say nothing.

Palmer and I never really talked about it after that. I went back to the CSC and talked to my Sgt who gave me about a one minute debrief. “LaPlume what did you see.” I told him what I saw on the first sighting and nothing more. I played it down and knew if I mentioned anything I would be ridiculed so I kept my big mouth shut Like I knew I should.

I told him I thought it was a satellite but it was moving strange that’s all. Nothing really it went behind the clouds and I never saw it again. He said OK and that’s the only official dealing I had on the matter.
Now one thing I need to mention is that when the guys saw the first UFO I was in the day room of the dorm across form mine. They came in about 10:00am or so which is quite late for getting off the night shift. We had already heard a rumor some of the guys saw a UFO. This was during my three days off on rotation and during Christmas. I was hung overlie a son of a bitch but when they cam e I they were met with a torrent of questions and asked about being chased by a UFO.

They swore at us and shrugged us off. I actually was interested a bit but one of them I asked to tell me what he saw, verbally abused me and moved on. I clearly remember none of them made eye contact with us. They reminded me of the dwarfs in snow white. All of them had their heads down looking at the ground with their gear bags over their shoulders or heavy in one of their hands. They never looked up they just put there heads down and pushed through us. I never really saw their faces or knew who they were?
After that night my life changed, none for the better. I had been home sick a bit but now I really wanted to get out of there and go home. It was an obsession with me. I had no idea what was going on but wanted out of there I knew that.

I met a girl named Sue somewhere along the way. It was before I had the sighting. I am not sure but I don; think I ever mentioned it to her. I fell in love with Sue and asked her to marry me. But then I could not. I was a frigin mess mentally. I could not cope.

The night I cut myself I was over the edge mentally. It was not hard to put a blade to myself. Get home or die trying. After the nights events Larry contacted me as I have already stated. My Air Force career went to shit. I was getting railroaded out of the service for being drunk one night and getting into trouble. The base lawyer asked how that could be and protested. Then a new lawyer took over my case and allowed it to happen.

My father was a senior master Sergeant in the Air Force and also had a few real deep political connections. Two congressional inquires were sent on my behalf which unnerved the higher ups. Thus the “HONERABLE” discharge.

I too it and went home disgraced my fathers eyes who was a career military man in the Air Force reserves and a Lt. in the local police department. I had brought great shame upon him and upon my return to eh USA I could only find a job as a floor boy in a plastic factory which my father had to pull strings to get for me. I was pretty low in my life. I needed to do something to pick my self esteem back up.
I was smoking pot, drinking like a fish and out of control. The drunken drug induced nights were an seamless blur.

Then about the spring of 1982 pulled myself together and joined a mercenary school like I had told Larry I wanted to be and the rest as they say is history. My big claim to fame is my involvement with the Iran Contra Affair. I worked with the Contras when Oliver North was taking care of business with Iran and when then director Casey was alive and obsessed with the communists n our back porch in Central America.

Btu I have been other places and done other things. I have done some really ugly and evil things which I have no real guilt over. I have no guilt to this day over anything I have done, anyone I have fucked over or worse and the hard part that you will need to understand is that before I went in to the service I was in the healthcare program at school and on my way to becoming a nurse. I wanted to help people. Remember I was a bit of a wimpy mama’s boy, liked to help people and never got in a fight at school unless I had my back against a wall.

After this event I clearly remember telling Larry I wanted to go to Africa and get in on the killing. This was only a short time after I had my sighting. I remember telling him right there in the all ranks club I wanted to be a Mercenary and go kill niggers. There was a price on their head from the ranchers in what eve country it was at the time. Perhaps Rhodesia which is no longer and was actually winding down at the time. I said it in front a of a group of fellow airman who were black and I did not care.
I lost caring it was no longer part of my being. I don’t care about much now. Sociopath has been sent my way a few times in conversations with fellow real world employees.
I was once described like this. ; “Steve is the kind of guy who will take it all in whatever you dish out to him. He will say nothing then when you are alone and care free he will slither up behind you and cut your throat. “ I had this said about me by a fellow Iron worker. Iron workers are a tuff lot and as skinny as I was and unimpressive as a fighter really. No one ever fucked with me. They all knew I was 100% insane and would kill them at the drop of a hat.

That’s a far cry form the caring loving young man I w when I entered the service only a few years before. What happened to me? I lost my faith in god, I fell in love with death (We were close friends and I helped him out with his work when ever I could) I would watch the last breath leave and bend down to see if I could see a soul leaving or see when the exact time of death was. Could I tell did it show or was it just a mater of fact thing I was truly insane I feel. My head was not right. I was not normal I had changed totally.
OK so enough of that. Now you know what I saw. SO her are a few thoughts I have about all this and a few after math issues.

Where did the missing time go from when the craft was over my head and I was tripping on how cool it was to when it was in the southern sky leaving me. I never saw it go from here to there. Why were three of the guys I was used to working with in the Law enforcement squadron moved to the Air Force OSI soon after the event. My biggest issue was with Senior Airman Palmer who went over to eh AFOSI very soon after. He seemed to know something or be in on something. After my cutting event he contacted me, a ked me to go meet him downstairs in the parking lot in his car. I did. He asked if I was OK. I said yes. He asked about what I was going to do or wanted I told him I only wanted to go home nothing more. I could tell he was fishing for information and I told him what he wanted to hear. I would be good and be quiet. Dare I tell him anything else?

Whey were the two guys following me that claimed to be German pilots then left in a dark big assed sedan?
Why were my fellow airmen getting booted out of the service on bullshit charges and why was the commander cleaning house. Was it to get best in USAFE like he claimed. Get rid of the dirt so the Squadron looked good?
Larry and I kept in touch after we were civilians again. I met him a few times at his house in Connecticut on my way to a mission or to do some training with Frank Camper in the Mercenary School. He mentioned the Omni magazine story and I think everyone knows what happened after that.

I was contacted by Larry Faucett gave him my story, I went to a meeting urged by Larry I had no idea who they were or what they were about but MUFON was their name. I had never heard of them. Larry and I told them what happened and they were thankful we stepped forward. I never spoke publically again after that. It was too uncomfortable.
I eventually got in so much trouble with eh law and was under indictment for my part I the Iran Contra affair I too off to California went underground and started life over. Eventually the feds caught up with me and I had to talk to the FBI and the BATF. A year later I had it all cleared up and did not have to rat anyone out so I felt ok about it and had found religion. I needed religion. I needed something spiritual. I need to be normal again. But books were written, people kept contacting me about al this mess.

I contacted Col halt about the time Georgina was writing her book. I liked her and we met once in London. I stayed at her flat along with my wife one night and her and I and Nick Pope and my wife finished off a few bottles of wine and talked about everything we could in the short time we had together.

I counted Nick and Georgina as genuine friends Nick and I still email each other every now and then, I was truly heart broken to hear of Georgina’s passing. I had not felt such heart ache in a long, long time.
So what do I think happened that night? I have no idea. I thin Palmer was involved somehow in a sinister manner. I think maybe I was the subject of an experiment of some sort wither by aliens or by a government agency. Did I see a real UFO from outer space? I have no idea. I saw something that was unlike any craft I had seen before or sine teat made no noise and moved fast.

I do know this. Larry warren is a mess I have no idea what he says anymore is true or untrue is it firsthand account or not? I have nothing bad to say about him other than the fact that he was messed with he was missing for a few days and returned with a story of underground UFO stations under the base.
I know everyone involved has had issue some way or another. I know Chuck Decaro of CNN thought there was enough there to interview me and some of thither involved.

I know I have had a few re-occurring dreams of being on a table and having some things done tome I would just say were unpleasant al the time thinking I was in the presents of god until the procedures started then I knew I was in the presents of the devil himself.
And to sum it al up I rally don’t give a crap anymore. I just don’t. I am too old and have spent too much time and energy trying to figure this all out. I am an objective observer at this point in time and really don’t care to be bothered with any of this.
I felt the urge to write al this down I a forum where someone could use it. I just wanted to tell my side of the story so at least someone out there knew what happened and how I feel that it is so totally tied into the events of Christmas 1980 there just has to be something there.
Feel free to ask me anything you want but at a point in time I feel I will just go away and never look back on this subject again. I like my privacy and came out of my hole here in China just to get this all out there. I like the hole I live in where no one can mess with me.
I know what goes on around me here. I have ties I the intelligence community her and no one can get to me with out me knowing it. I feel safe here. My family is safe here. And I can kill anyone at will that tries to screw with me and mine and get away with it here. It’s a easy as picking up the phone or simply taking care of things myself. I still have that in me, thanks to them.

I wanted to get hypnosis one time to see what I could recall but then better of it. What will I find out. I live a fairly normal life right now. Why complicate it.

So there it is. Pick it apart do what you want with this info. .quote me if you will debunk me if you will do what ever I really don’t care. I am done with this. I’ll give you a small amount of time to ask questions but again then I will be gone and not be a public figure ever again. On last word I have never made a dime off this and never intend to. I think it cheapens and discredits the case.

If you read all this in one sitting your insane as I am ha ha.

Steven R. LaPlume
China (PRC) May 26th 2009

[time4truth]

hi steve glad u found this forum. i just read all in one go !! guess that makes me mad too ! i find it all fascinating.. but am sooo sorry you and larry were "messed with" . may be mind altering drugs used by military to deter u telling truth! its totally cruel to human beings. i must admit after reading lots books inc.Dan Sherman,Above Black- project PRESERVE DESTINY 3 years as an intuitive communicator ! i believe US in League with Alien race ! take care steve enjoy your freedom !xx

[Andrew Pike]

I also read your account in one sitting!

I don't visit this site often, but I was told about your post and decided to log in and have a look.

Like you Rendlesham has been a problem for me also by simply being one of the few UK scientists to actually look at the matter in detail and with an open mind. I too have had enough and I only recieved an extremely tiny fraction of the crap you and others were subjected to. I know it messed up a lot of airmen.

Anyway, just wanted to say thank you for your account I'm sure many people will be interested to read it. I had a long chat with Larry a little under a year ago, and we did speak about your part in the incident then.

Best wishes

Andrew Pike

[China_Racer_1]

Thanks for the comments.

Basically in a nut shell my position is this.
to this day I have no true idea what happened to me. I think I know I saw a craft but I am not sure if I did or if I was having my head messed with into believing I saw a craft.

I am open to any an all theories and would hope one day after 50 years the files could be open and I could find out what this was all about for real.

Maybe it was something totally different than we are all thinking.

I put the info here so maybe it would fill in a piece of the puzzle. I have no clue what all happened for real anymore. Too much BS in the way to see the truth if ya ask me. Not worth my time left on planet earth to waste on it. Got too many other things to do in life than worry about a blip in my life nearly 30 years ago.

Good luck with all this.
Bye

[time4truth]

I know its not 100% "on topic" but was watching Steven Greer and The Disclosure Project last night (agn) but Very interesting one US Airforce man said he'd swear b4 Congress that he witnessed a UFO at his US Airbase and it rendered the Nuclear Weapons there INACTIVE ! If "they" (aliens) have power to do that our missile defences are good as useless. Supposedly this happend at Woodbridge in 1980 too...

[AdrianF]

Hi Steve,

Thanks for adding your account, I didn't manage to read it in one sitting, not because I didn't find it very interesting, mainly because I have the attention span of a 3 year old! Anyway, one of your recollections in particular, is very interesting to me and I wonder if you wouldn't mind enlarging on it? Here's the part in question:

There were a few other odd things in the after math of all this. I had a good buddy who had met a girl about the same time I did. She was a photographer for the base and worked in the Photography building whatever that was.
But if you read any of Larry Warrens details he mentioned that there was an underground base under Bentwaters and that at some pint he mentioned either publicly or to me that he had come up through and elevator in the photography building. When he went out side realized what the building was.
So this friend meets this girl. They fall for each other then he gets a TDY to Germany for a month. Next I see him he is looking pitiful. His girl left him and he had shaved al his hair off. When I asked him why he said he was getting a new start. Btu when I talked to him it was not the same guy I knew a month ago. Maybe she really tore him up but just think it was to strange that this girl entered his life. Left as abrupt as she appeared never to be seen again and he turns up all fucked in the head.

You mention this girl in a way that implies she might have somehow been involved in this ( whatever it was ). Did your friends relationship with her cover the period of the sightings? I ask because I've been led to believe that a female photographer who worked within the photography unit, may have had a part to play in this...

Anyway, best of luck to you and enjoy the racing, great pictures by the way!


Adrian

[China_Racer_1]

Yeah regarding this photographer girl.. She just suddenly appeared on the scene then after she fucked my buddy over I may have seen her once after that on the base but never more.

To be honest I think she came in to view after the incident. Maybe about the time I had my little run in with the on base police so after the first of the year and before April. I would say if I had to narrow it down from February 1st area to about March 15th area she was present in my life.

I had a strange feeling about her from the moment I met her and I stayed clear of her. I think Larry knows her or ran into her or saw her at least once on the base. You would have to ask him though.

Personally I always believed she was involved somehow. Maybe only to the extent of getting close to one of us and keeping an ear out on whats was going on and being said between the troops. Just my thoughts though I go no proof of any f this. She could be Miss Sweet Polly Purebred for all I know.

Steve

[China_Racer_1]

Regarding the missiles and beams disabling them and all that.

To be honest I never heard of any beams doing anything to the missiles until years after. I am not even sure where I heard it first but I never heard a thing about it when I was on base. I left in April of 1981 and until then I had not heard a thing about such an event.

A few more pics, If I may


This is me back in the day. About 1984 or so I think. I am on the right with my face cammoed out Ken is on the left. He died of a single gunshot wound to the head.


In this pic I am out of the turn and starting to stand the bike more upright for the short straightaway before the next turn. I just came through the hairpin turn behind me doing about 70 MPH. I got to tell you hanging off a superbike and having it whip you around the corner like that is a thrill like no other.


In this pic I am doing about 292 KM/H that's about 183 MPH at the Shanghai F1 track and been through corners doing nearly 140 MPH.... such a thrill.


A thumbs up doing 100 MPH through a right hand turn just before a quick left hand turn in the "S' turns ( I probably should not be letting go of the handle bars at this particular spot in the track. he he he :-0)



Same corner but at speed, leaned over and all business in this pic doing about 120-125 mph through the turn. If you compare it with the above pic you can see that 20 MPH faster and I have to lean the bike over more to the tires edge to make the turn. Also faster makes the bikes rear end slide out in a controlled slide to negotiate the corner at that speed. Driving fast is very different than driving normal street speeds. Weird shit happens to a bike when you go fast. It slides and twitches all over the place when your on the edge of your tire like that as well. Scares the crap out of me sometimes when I almost crash and then save it. That happens about once a lap in a race if I am pushing it hard.


This is me and one of my creations. I restore these 1960 era Chinese military side cars over here.


Steve

[John Burroughs]

Steve
Palmer is still in the AF stationed at Pope AFB! He is in OSI and is the DET commander so he is now a officer! I think your right about being set up!!

[John Burroughs]

Steve
Did you work on Warren flight? Who was your shift Commander? Do you remember anything strange happening to LT Tamplin?

[time4truth]

Steve thaks for info that u heard nothing abt Beams renderin Nukes useless. Very interesting. Great havn more people who were involved in 1980 on this forum !! (and yes, great piccs!) xx

[China_Racer_1]

Larry was on a different flight than I was. I think I was on B or C flight. Crap old age I can not remember anymore I have not thought about a lot of this in a long time.

Lt Tamplin. No can not say I have heard not this person or anything happening to them.

I reported directly to Lt Eglund. Capt Verano or verago or something like that was about Eglund then there was Major Ziegler. i think i got the chain of command right there.

SMSGT Swan was our Master Sgt.

Please keep in mind I never made it on flight as a SP I never got my secret clerance so they always kept me with Law Enforcement.

LE did not want me SP could not have me with no security clearance. i never got OJT'd or anything so I was like a red headed step child stuck in the middle with no one really giving a shit about me or what was doing. I felt anyway.

I got on base Novemeber 4th went through in processing. I had about two and a half months to three months working time in before I got snapped and then I was out of the service... Game over carer ruined lickety split. I never completed a full year in service. July 10th to April 15th of the following year. left with a full honorable as well go figure that one out.

My only crime being drunk on the base (Like a few hundred other airman on a Friday night were) and getting in a chase with you and your partner.

[China_Racer_1]

Steve thaks for info that u heard nothing abt Beams renderin Nukes useless. Very interesting. Great havn more people who were involved in 1980 on this forum !! (and yes, great piccs!) xx

Pictures.....ah yeah got a bit of an EGO sorry ha ha

[John Burroughs]

Steve
After your first sighting you said Palmer and you talked about it! Swing shift went 3-11 and mids 11-7! It sounds like the first incident happened around 11 which means you were getting ready to get off What time did the second incident happen and was it the same night or another night and what shift were you on Mids? And you never said what happened after the second incident as far as Palmer and you talking about it and how he felt about it or what he was doing. I take it Palmer was LE? And where did he get the information about the C-130 and Helo in the Air? Did you ever see them flying around? Was the airfield active at the time? Did Halt ever try and get in touch with Par Rescue at any time?

[China_Racer_1]

I must have been on 11 to 7 shift. I had to stay on the gate all damned night after the incident. returned the next morning to the CSC on Bentwaters and my Sgt talked to me about if briefly. Long enough that I missed the blue goose back to the barracks.

The second sighting happened after the brass had gone into the woods, returned posted me on the gate all night and left.

Palmer went to check on the other L.E. personnel and left me there. When he returned about an hour or so later I believe we had the second sighting.

Our only conversation about it was something close to "Did you see that? what the fuck was that? uh huh. want to call it in? No . Me neither."

That was it. We never talked about it after that that I can recall.

One thing that Palmer said that may be nothing but always stuck in my head was when he told me to check the east gate to make sure it was locked.

I might have asked why or he may have volunteered the information but he said we needed to make sure it was locked because some people had the combination and would come in the back gate after hours instead of driving around to the front gate. then leave the gate unlocked.

Does this sound right? Would there be people doing this? If so would we not change the combo from what it was to a new one?

I always felt that a very odd and out of sinc statement. Any thoughts?

Oh he had me wait in place at the gate and went to the runway tower t see what the tower had on scope. he returned and said a C130 and a jolly green Maybe two Jolly greens I can not remember but at let one of each.

If they were covering up for something that happened on the DEC nights then it would seem they wanted to stage a UFO sighting again on the night of my sighting to make their story stronger and take away from any other happenings they were trying to cover up.
Steve

[Sacha Christie]

Hi Steve.. I guess we're all for the funny farm then... I also read all of your posts in one sitting and found it to be intriguing to say the least.

As far as your comments regarding Larry are concerned, i think you'll find that he is of the same opinion as you. From what he said to me he's had enough of it all now. He saw what he saw, said what he remembers and is sick of the nit picking and arse hair splitting... Mostly from people who weren't in any way involved at the time!!

I had a close encounter in 1996 which wrecked my life in a way. I still haven't fully come to terms with what I saw but have found a place for it to exist within me. For a long time I was deeply disturbed by the event and found it almost impossible to live a normal life. I can relate to a fair amount of your emotional turmoil, well from what I gleened from your posts anyway.

I hope you've now found peace in your life.

Sacha.