SOLMS, TEXAS - In the summer of 1966 two identical five-year-old boys
played aimlessly games between themselves.
We will call them Tim and Tom. Tim was older by 3 minutes and the more
aggressive, Tom had been sickly as a baby and was happy to follow Tim’s lead as
least for the time being.
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| The real twin brothers on their farm in the 60's. |
At midday the boy’s activity suddenly halted they heard a
sound, one, which they, raised on a farm and used to a variety of noises, had
never heard before. Tom looked at his
brother to see if he was hearing the same noise. “Do you hear that?”
“Yeah.” “So where is it coming
from?” Simultaneous the matching faces
of the boys looked up. Out of the
northeast they saw what looked like a rocket, or what they at first thought
looked like a rocket. Randolph Air Force
Base was close by, so along with the sound of cattle, chickens and the
occasional rattlesnake the little boys where also familiar with the sound and
appearance of passing jets.
This was no jet. In
midair the object suddenly stopped and then slowly started to turn. The young boys left their activities and
stood stock still starring at the unusual sight. “Do you see that?” asked one to the other. “Yeah what is that thing?” Their attention riveted they watched as the
object continued its revolution. At one
point they swear to this day that they saw portholes in the side. Says Tom: “ I could see people looking down
at me. I just saw shadow shapes moving
inside.”
After a few minutes it sped
away to the north at a rapid rate of speed.
Immediately the twins ran to the grownups watching a
football game inside the house. Of
course no one believed the two boys.
This was the stuff that was expected from a child’s imagination.
However, thirty-six years after the event both men remember
this incident and the aftermath vividly.
“It was no blimp”, says Tom looking at the incident now from
the perspective of an adult. “It speed away too quickly, and the shape was
wrong. It was more of a cigar shape. Then there was that noise. That woo, woo, woo sound that had made us
look up in the first place. Also things
happened afterward, strange things that happened mostly to my brother that we
will never forget.”
Shortly after seeing a strange craft in the sky over their
farmhouse, Tim and Tom began noticing a few strange occurrences. Remember that in 1966 few people had heard
of odd things happening to people who had seen UFO’s. Only much later when they were older would they hear other
reports of men dressed in black and driving black cars that matched their own
experiences. At the time, no one
believed the word of the little twins, and as far as they knew they were alone
with their fears.
Tim the boldest one was the sole witness to the MIB’s
visits. He had taken it on himself to
ride his bike about a half-mile every day to pick up the families mail. These trips had always been uneventful until
just a few days after their sighting.
He was going to the mailbox when he saw an unusual sight in his
neighborhood, a large limousine like car with tinted windows. Tim had never seen windows like that so at
the time he could only tell his brother that “you couldn’t see inside the car”. As the car went by he could see that the
driver side window was down. He could see four people in the car; the driver
was a large man in a black suit wearing sunglasses and a black hat. The car went down the road for about a mile
then stopped, turned around and came back, driving slowly. He noticed that the car seemed to be veering
toward him, and he quickly rode his bike into a nearby ditch and the vehicle
narrowly missed. As the car drove away
Tim thought he could hear laughter coming from the men inside. Again the car stopped and began to turn
around, Tim took an opportunity to make it to the dirt road before the car
returned. The black car and strange
occupants just went by without stopping.
He immediately returned and informed his brother about what
had occurred. His brother did not
believe him. Tom thought Tim was making the story up to frighten him, but he
was impressed that his usual stoic brother really seemed scared, so he
suggested that he began doing this chore.
To his surprise Tim readily agreed this, despite the fact that they had
often argued about who would be the one to go in the past.
Tom went for two weeks at the regular time, taking the same
route his brother had taken, and saw nothing.
No men, no car, no strangers of any kind appeared. He cockily told Tim he didn’t believe
him. But he in reality he was not so
sure. They knew each other very well,
after all and it was not like Tim to carry a joke this far, and for so long a
time.
Finally Tim could no longer stand being the one left behind
each day, watching his brother perform what he considered his chore. He wanted his job back.
Tim was gone a long time, at least thirty minutes, and Tom
was beginning to wonder if he should tell his mother of his concern. They had not mentioned the black limo to
their parents, since Tim was sure that if Tom didn’t believe him no one else
would either. Now Tom was thinking that
might not have been such a good idea.
Finally he saw Tim manically riding toward him shouting that he was
being chased again. Tom got on his bike
but, it took him some time to convince his brother to let him go back, Tim was
visible shaken. Tom stated he would
just go to the mailbox and take a look.
They both went and half way up the road Tim pointed out the tire tracks
in the field that Tom had not seen there the day before. Tim explained they had not stopped at the
dirt road this time. They had
continued. Tim took a deep breath and
told his brother the whole story- he had gotten the mail out of the mailbox and
turned around to come back when he heard a car coming behind him. It was the black limo again, this time the
car rode up to his back tire, and tried, Tim was convinced, to run over him. He could hear their laughter just as he had
the first time. . When he tried to get
to the ditch they followed and chased the little boy down the dirt road, almost
hitting him twice and only giving up when the road had become so hazardous for
the large car that it had to turn back leaving it’s telltale tire prints in the
soft earth of the field.
With the logic that anyone who remembers their childhood
well could understand the boys concocted a plan. Both boys would ride their
bikes to get the mail. Tom would be the
look out and Tim would grab the mail and both boys would race back to the
farmhouse as fast as possible.
Late one night after the boys had gone to bed Tom lay wake
thinking. Years would pass before the
sighting of the strange object in sky and the mysterious men would be connected
in their minds. Years would pass before
they would find that others who had reported seeing UFO’s had also had visits
from the MIB’s and only then would they find that no matter how many
individuals had witnessed a particular sighting usually only one person
encountered the strange men. That night
Tom had only one question on his mind however, and it disturbed him enough to
wake Tim.
“Tim”
“What?”
“Those men you saw-- how did they know?”
“Know what?”
“Well, teachers can’t tell us apart, other kids have trouble
telling us apart, heck everyone has trouble telling who’s who, so how did they
know I wasn’t you?”
To this day neither of the twins has an answer for that, at
least not yet.
TV Series Unsolved Mysteries - M.I.B.
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