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Kevin D. Randle PO BOx 264 Marion, IA 52302 August 3, 1995 SAF/AAZD Capt. James McAndrew 1720 Air Force Pentagon Washington, D.C. 20330-1720 Dear Capt. McAndrew: Congratulations on the promotion. Being a captain beats the hell out of being a lieutenant. You've joined the ranks of great captains like Kirk, Nemo and America. Enclosed are the transcripts that we discussed on the telephone the other day. I have the complete tapes if you want to review them. When I make the transcripts, I don't bother with conversation that doesn't relate to the case. Usually I make a note about the direction of th
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RAGSDALE, JAMES EYEWITNESS Transcript 26 JANUARY 1993 DS: So you were actually out there. JR: Yeah. DS: Do you remember the name of the ranch it was on?" JR: It was on...Fisher? Was it north of here. Yes...back out here. Northwest...Just take your time. JR: It was Foster. (Some discussison with his wife about who owned the ranch)...Let me see what you’ve got (referring to the photographs). That’s the place right there (identifying the location from the pictures). DS: What area? JR: It seemed to me that that place belonged to...Fisher, but it sold to somebody else...somebody else bought that...
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RAGSDALE - JANUARY 26, 1993 (2) DS: Is it possible that because it was hit by lightning that it broke up and part of it went down...(discussion of the Mac Brazel sighting) JR: ...but it was either dummies or bodies or something laying there. They looked like bodies. They weren’t very long...over four or five foot long at the most. We didn’t see their faces or nothing like that but we had just got to the site and heard the army, the sirens, all coming and we got into a damned jeep to take off. We had to hold a fence up to go onto another ranch to come out from there. DS: How far would you say t
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RAGSDALE - JANUARY 26, 1993 (3) DS: How many vehicles...how much commotion did you hear as they came in? JR: Oh my God it must have been...it was two or three six by six army trucks, a wrecker and everything...and leading the pack was a 47’ Ford car with guys in it...MPs and stuff in it...we had the windshield down on the jeep and we stayed in the weeds and stuff...and we came on back down to where we was camped at. DS: So you watched for a while? s Yeah. Sure did. What was their... JR: They cleaned everything all up. I mean cleaned it. They raked the ground and everything. I mean they cleaned
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RAGSDALE - JANUARY 26, 1993 (4) was sticking out of the ground...about like that (DS: about a 30 degree angle?) Yeah...and I’m sure that was bodies...either bodies or dummies... DS: Why do you say dummies?" JR: The federal government could have been doing something because they didn’t want anyone to know what this was...they was using dummies in those damned things...they could use remote control. DS: So you thought that it could have been an experimental craft? JR: After I came to down showed Frank Willis and his son (he’s dead)...the Blue Moon beer joint over on the old Dexter highway. We wa
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RAGSDALE - JANUARY 26, 1993 (5) route, hit 48 and...and it’s about forty some miles out in there...(And no talks about the car being stolen in 1951 when the car with the debris was stolen...) ...I would say 18 inches and 30 inches long...strips off the edge of it...it was a heavy material but it didn’t have no ridges...it was put together with some kind of solder like stuff...no bumps, no nothing in it...it wasn’t...it was about as heavy as duraluminum...it wasn’t as brittle...you could take a small piece and it was flexible... (then discuss the stealing of the car with a wrecker and the mater
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AFFIDAVIT TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: On a night during July, 1947, I, James Ragsdale, was in the company of a woman in an area approximately forty (40) miles northwest of Roswell, New Mexico, during a severe lightning storm. I and my companion observed a bright flash and what appeared to be a bright light source moving toward the Southeast. Later, at sunrise, driving in that direction, I and my companion came upon a ravine near a bluff that was covered with pieces of unusual wreckage, remains of a damaged Craft and a number of smaller bodied beings outside the craft. While observing the scene, I 

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