I have not yet had the opportunity to read Raechel’s Eyes. I have listened to an interview on Jerry Pippin, read a review of the book, even had a very short email correspondence with the author Helen Littrell. I have to admit I find the idea, what is the word, well I do find it incredible, in some sense I think I find it even enthralling, but fascinating is perhaps a good word.
Here is something from a review of the book:
The story begins with a young man named Harry Nadien, who joins the Air Force in the 1950s to escape from small town life. He is assigned to a secret military installation in Nevada, simi lar to Area 51, called Four Corners. Nadien is part of a team that deals in retrieving crashed saucers as well as diplomatically receiving the aliens who manage to land their craft safely. Nadien rises up the ranks quickly and becomes one of the main points of contact with the aliens since he seems to have a gift for telepathic conversation.
On the scene of what appears to be another routine crash-retrieval mission, Nadien comes upon a young hybrid child shivering in the cold Nevada night. There is an instant rapport between them, and Nadien decides to take special care of her. His superiors tell him that if he wishes to continue his relationship with the young hybrid, he will have to adopt her formally as his daugh ter, which he agrees to do. The hybrid is eventually given the name of Raechel, and the idea of placing her somewhere in the normal, human world is hatched.
A Complete Blank
Of course to me even this makes no sense. How many of these so-called ‘crash-retrievals’ are there? Why, if these alien devices are really ships of some sort, would they continue to crash? Really that seems pretty strange and next to unbelievable. Her description of how some of this information came to her:
“As I remember,” Littrell said, “I sat there in the living room and made a little small talk with the Colonel, and he started to tell me the story of how he had obtained Raechel and started to raise her. Then all of a sudden, it was like a huge fi le of infor mation was just transferred into my mind. I sat there and looked at him, looked him in the eye, and there was this tremendous amount of information with all these details transferred! “I believe he was probably taught that skill as part of his specialized training. It’s not something that just anyone can do without some training.”
Raechel went out on dates:
“But on one date that I have knowledge about,” she continued, “the boy that Marisa set Raechel up with does not remember much after the fi rst few minutes of the date. He remembers talking to Raechel briefl y, and he thinks that they had gotten up to dance. He re members how unusual her skin felt and that she didn’t seem to be very outgoing. She didn’t seem like any of the other girls he’d ever met in his life. The rest of the evening is a complete blank.”
A Visit to the Twilight Zone
These are the barest details of her story. It is a fascinating story. Is it true? I have no clue. There are elements of it really that simply don’t seem logical; well they literally seem to defy logic as the saying goes. That the government would allow this to happen is difficult to believe. If you get past that, accept that Helen’s daughter had a very unusual roommate, does it make sense she would be going out on dates if she was a hybrid, if she looked as unusual as she is described? Would she pass for human? I have to admit though I find the story fascinating the details lead me to wonder what is really going on… and of course there are no photographs. The drawing itself, and the cover of the book, is by Helen.
I have to admit the thing that really strikes me about her narrative isn’t so much whether or not her narrative is true. The idea that hybrids are mixing with us at all is really what snags my attention. We are living in the Twilight Zone!
Helen isn’t by herself in making claims like this. I hesitate to say there are ‘many’ others but there is a very real ‘faction’ out making similar claims. Budd Hopkins and David Jacobs, both respected researchers would assent to the possibility of her narrative being true, whether or not they would completely endorse it. They have clients of their own making similar claims.
Why would she make all this up? It seems equally if not more absurd. Still I would refer you to Satan’s Underground and Misha: A Memoire of the Holocaust Years for two examples of outrageous claims that proved to be hoaxes. And there are many others out there. Still the idea of making it up seems absurd, as absurd, if not more so, than the story itself.
Last but not Least… Invasion
The absurdity of this story is a fundamental part of it. Maybe this is where David Vincent and his story hook up. Of course David Vincent was just a character in a TV show… The Invaders. Here is part of the ‘teaser’ from every show…
The Invaders, alien beings from a dying planet. Their destination: the Earth. Their purpose: to make it their world. David Vincent has seen them. For him, it began one lost night on a lonely country road, looking for a shortcut that he never found. It began with a closed deserted diner, and a man too long without sleep to continue his journey. It began with the landing of a craft from another galaxy. Now David Vincent knows that the Invaders are here, that they have taken human form. Somehow he must convince a disbelieving world that the nightmare has already begun.
Surely something like this isnt really going on… Isnt that too far out?