More about the Cincinnati Boal St. incident

I located a website that discusses the strange incident Kenny Przybylski related to me--something that happened on Boal St., a hillside street that overlooks Cincinnati's Over-the-Rhine neighborhood. Here is the statement:

"Cincinnati: A house here (440 Boal St.) was rained on by something that was described as resembling 'watery blood except that it was oily." There was a little cloud overhead, and it seemed to be several colors, red, greens and pinks, which seemed to be the source of the oily stuff. The witness, who was outside during this, noticed his hands starting burning where this stuff had touched him. He went inside and washed, and when he came back out the cloud was gone and the rain had stopped. All his peach trees died in a short time, and grass where this stuff had fallen also died. No idea what this stuff was and there were no planes overhead to drop anything. Samples were taken and results were never shared with the owner. July 22, 1950."

This was found at the following site: http://rhandi.tripod.com/namerica.html.

It's possible that I misremembered this as a flying saucer incident. The details seem to be very close to what Kenny told me--and Kenny heard this firsthand from the owner of this house.  This house is visible from the Over-the-Rhine neighborhood (at least it was when I lived there). The side yard has many tall spruce or fir trees that that be seen from a half mile away.

My 94-year-old friend, Robert Shamleffer

Every once in a while, Robert Shamleffer, aged 93 and 3/4, knocks on my office door to say hello or give me another piece of evidence of the directions and influence of the "people up there." When he says "up there," he points heavenward or moves his eyes upward.

Robert is stone deaf, so a conversation with him is difficult, to say the least. And he has trouble reading my lips, so hidden by beard and mustache. But I think I understand this fascinating man, who is a diligent, though totally non-conventional scholar.

His references to non-earthbound intelligences remind me of the old man on Boal St. in Cincinnati, who told Kenny Przybylski that a flying saucer landed in his yard many years back. Kenny believed this man and Kenny believed many matters of this kind--just like Robert.

Robert is an extraordinary man, and a brilliant one, and I'm glad he has befriended skeptical me.