Hello to those viewing my blog,  Happy Thanksgiving coming soon, to you and your families. As a grandmother I am busy thinking about menus and family arrangements, however I wanted to take some time out and give a report on what I saw on March 17, 2015.  Perhaps some of you have seen this also.  March 17, 2015 is special to me because part of my family migrated here from Ireland,  so I was in a good mood that day as I drove back from my mother's home.  As I approached my turn off to the right on 200,  from CR 42,  going west,  I saw what I thought was a large almost oval huge red sun sitting on the horizon, just above the Okalawaha bridge directly up ahead less than a mile and a half away.  I stopped my car and observed it carefully,  "no,  it isn't the sun"  hit me like a ton of bricks. The sun sets in the southwest.  I had watched many spectacular sunsets from Sunny Hill Preserve next to the Okalawaha Bridge, sooo what was this huge red object that seemed many miles wide and several miles high? As luck would have it,  my camera was several blocks away down 200 in my twin sister's trailor.  I raced down the bumpy clay road to get it, but of course when I returned the object was no longer in sight.  The weather was clear,  the time approximately 6:30 to 7:00 oclock.  If you have seen this object please post a comment on this blog.  Thank you,  may you be blessed this holiday season with family reunions, lots of smiles and hugs,  and many happy memories.  Betty Harbison

Here's the first video episode of Strangeness In The Forest:
"Encounter of the Red Green Blue Flashing Object."
 I plan to offer some of my investigations through audio as well.

I recently reached a place in my busy schedule where I could rejoin Mufon.  I am excited to be working with my  friends again, but also a bit apprehensive.  I was born in 1945 before computors became popular.  My friends just smile and say they will help me but I know I am in for another big learning curve.

In case you haven't seen Mufon's tv series,  "Hanger One",  please do check it out.  You will be amazed at how professional and factual the episodes are,  the realistic settings and enactments will make you feel as though
you are there, even to the point of having chill bumps.

I also want to recommend you read, "Captured" by Stanton Friedman and Kathleen Marden,  "The Alien Abduction Files" by Kathleen Marden and Denise Stoner,  "The Braxton County Monster" by Frank C. Feschino.  I personally know and love Denise and Kathy, and have met Frank.  They are excellent writers and researchers, their books will keep you on the edge of your seat. 

Here is a video Kevin produced for me and put on youtube a few years ago.  I have worn Fred Bell's super receptors and headgear pyramids,  slept under his pyramids and used his health information for ten years.  These are wonderful tools for many different reasons. Look up Megan Bell http://www.pyradyne.com/,  type in Fred Bell on your computer, you will be amazed at the futuristic scientific information that you find there.  He was born way ahead of his time,  he had an very interesting life and brought a lot of good to the world. Megan Bell is following in his footsteps,  she has a lot to offer the world as well.

The Galactic Superwave.

This is my son Kevin Doyle's latest humorous view on life turtle video which I am very proud to present on my blog.  My nephew Don Smith and Kevin are assisting me with learning how to operate a blog.  I very much appreciate their help,  I couldnt do it without them. Go to youtube and watch Kevin's many other interesting and entertaining videos, you will enjoy them.

There are many other professional investigators, writers, and researchers who have written about the strangeness of the Ocala National Forest, I don't want my reports compared to theirs.  I just want to correlate my information with as many investigators possible, get it out to those wanting to hear it, and continue the quest for the truth. Part of that truth I recently discovered, goes back to the fifties when I, and my twin sister Barbara were ten years old, and two cousins aged eleven years old, visiting from Ohio, were out in our parents back yard on a early summer afternoon. We watched in horror as what we thought was a small plane crash to the ground, only a mile or so from our parents back yard looking towards the north east.  We saw the large puff of unmistakeable black smoke rise up, and ran into the house to alert the adults. Our father, uncle Louie and sixteen year old cousin Joe quickly got into their car and drove down CR 450 east about a mile to the crash site. CR 450 runs west from CR 42 to north east through Umatilla, Florida, then connects back up with CR 42 a few miles out of Umatilla.  The plane crash had occurred in the middle of a cow pasture that belonged to some good friends and neighbors, the Cook family.

I just recently heard their story, through a good friend, Mary K. Cook. I listened in fascination as Mary related her experience. Fifty some years melted away, I felt her shock and disbelief as she and her mother stood on the edge of a five acre crater looking down into a deep inverted cone of sand where the plane had disappeared. The plane, or whatever it was, had come much too low over their home plunging to the earth, then exploding loudly and rattling the windows.  Mr. Cook arrived soon afterwards joining other shocked and curious neighbor onlookers.  Military vehicles came with military personal, then sand trucks arrived and began covering up the huge hole.  Mr Cook kept saying,  "Why are they covering up the plane when the pilot is probably still in it?"

Several days later a black car arrived at the Cook's home,  some men in black suits talked to Mr.  Cook and he signed a paper.  Mary said that the strangers told the children not to talk about the crash.  Sand trucks drove by their home on 450 for weeks,  working to fill up the huge crater.   Another childhood friend,  Bob Haines witnessed the plane spiraling down in a steep dive from his parents front yard in Altoona, Florida,  a few miles from the crash site.  He believes he was around eleven years old at the time.

Welcome to Strange Things in the Forest.

This is my first blog. I am excited to share with you four years of interviewing and writing eyewitness accounts of strange sightings, paranormal events, and creature sightings in the Ocala National Forest of Central Florida. I am a grandmother, researcher and writer of a UFO documentary. It is time for disclosure, way past time. The deepest and darkest secrets have always been here, hidden in plain sight for those daring, sincere and courageous investigators who are willing to look for them. Grab your cameras, some bug spray, get in your vehicles and let's just do it.