Crailsheim Germany U.S. Army Personal
Have An Unexplained Experience
Date: May or June 1980
Time: Evening
Brian Vike is asking that if any service personal who were serving
at the Crailsheim, Germany Army Base, and may have any information
as to what may have taken place there regarding the servicemen who
was stationed there, I would greatly appreciate hearing from you.
Also I would like to ask if any service personal had any unusual sightings
in or around the base would they please contact me. All personal information
will be kept confidential. Thank you.
Message: In May or June of 1980 I was stationed in Crailsheim, Germany.
One evening an Army buddy and me where given a ride out to a lake
(approx 6 miles from town). There was suppose to be a large party
out there.
When we arrived there were probably thirty or forty people, drinking
and smoking hash, around a dying bonfire. My buddy and I had one beer
each and decided to leave the lame party, and head back to town.
After walking about two miles we left the small paved road we were
on and started across a field with two foot high grass. Soon I realized
my buddy wasn't beside me. I started back through the now bent grass,
until I came upon my friend laying on his back.
Worried, I ran over and looked down at him. Being from Minnesota,
he looked as though he were laying in fresh snow, making snow angels.
At this point I figure someone from the bonfire either slipped him
some drugs, or he is playing some, uncharacteristic, game. I'm start
getting upset because all I want is to get back to town before the
bars close.
I tell him to get up, so we can get back to town. He lays there looking
up at me saying " you gotta see this". He says this a few
times when I suddenly realize, he's not looking up at me. But rather
up past me.
The last thing I remember is turning my head to look up and then slowly
spiraling to the ground.
The next thing I remember is waking up walking, and I mean literally,
one foot coming down in front of the other on the pavement (walking
trail I believe).
At first I was disoriented and didn't know where I was. Soon I got
my bearings and realized I was a half mile out of Crailsheim.
I figure it was three miles from the field to where I, I guess came
to.
My buddy and I never spoke about that night, actually we very seldom
spoke to each other after that night. We both left Germany in early
within two months of that night (early July).
I left Germany almost twenty-five years ago. The first twenty-two
years I rarely thought of that night, but the last three, almost daily.
The people I have told this story to have tried to explain it as some
drug induced, or some sexual experience that has been blocked by my
subconscious. I have too much awareness for those explanations.
I'd like to know if there has been any similar stories related to
that area of Germany in that time period. Thanks.
Additional Information:
Hi Brian, Thanks for your quick response. I wish I could tell you
that I turned and looked up into the belly of the mother ship, or
that I saw even a flicker of a light in the night sky. But. unfortunately
what I mentioned earlier is all I remember. As far as my buddy at
the time, I haven't spoken to him since about two weeks after that
night. I would like to also state that I have never, before or after
that evening, blacked -out. Which makes what happened twenty-five
years ago frustrating as hell.
It's hard for me to articulate the almost emotional numbness, until
recently, I've felt towards that evening. When I would tell friends
and family about it, they would say that it was very strange, while
I would blow it off to maybe being overly tired that night.
There is one more thing that I remember. It's actually a feeling.
I felt as though the U.S Army (which if I failed to mention, I served
6 years in) was looking out for me. Almost in an overly protective
way. As an example; lets just say there were thing I did in my last
two months in Germany I am not proud of.
Let me preface this next part by saying that I was a good soldier.
I had planned to be a lifer. The following I have never spoken to
anyone about.
One evening about a week after my night in the field, my platoon (
about twenty-five of us) were guarding an ammo site about twenty miles
outside Crailsheim. On about the tenth night, of a two weeks assignment,
I remember thinking that I had had enough of the Army. There was no
big event that drove me to this realization. I had just had enough.(
to this day I don't know where that thought came from) I walked out
of the barracks, and along with another soldier I had told my plan
to, climbed over the fence and left. I spent three days with an on
again off again girlfriend.
When I met my platoon back at Crailsheim nothing was said by my platoon
Sgt. or company commander. Everyone knew I was AWOL, it was no secret.
but none of my superiors would mention it. The soldier I jumped the
fence with, was only gone two hours before he went back to the ammo
site. He was court marshaled. My last night in Crailsheim, my platoon
Sgt came up to me at the NCO club. He said "Someone must really
like you". I knew he was talking about the night I left the ammo
site. I also know there was something else he wanted to say, but he
never said it.
There were also times after that night in the field that I felt I
was being watched. But nothing I can point to and say, one night I
saw something hiding behind a tree.
Anyways, I came back to the States where I re-enlisted and served
three years of honorable service filled with awards and commendations.
(I taught basic training in Fort Bliss, Texas) I was suppose to go
to Fort Lewis,Wa, but I was reassigned to Texas. Forty miles from
White Sands. Hmmm. My life in the military could go on for hundreds
of pages, but I wouldn't do that to you.
So thanks for your time. And no, I don't recall any strange experience
from my time in, TX and N.M.
Today was the first time I've been to your site. I like it. Keep up
the good work.
PS I believe firmly that we make our own choices and that no one can
makes us do what we don't want, but I'll always feel guilty for the
young soldier that climbed that fence with me.
If you have seen anything like this in the same area please be kind
enough to contact Brian Vike at: sighting@telus.net
with the details of your sighting. All personal information is kept
confidential.
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