20 "...I discovered that one of the personnel on board the craft had survived the
crash... "
The following is a verbatim copy of the signed Affidavit submitted on 8-7-1991 by
Glenn Dennis, a mortician, in Roswell, N.M. at the time of the incident described in the
letter from Mrs. MacElroy:
PLEASE NOTE: Mrs. MacElroy may NOT the same nurse that
Mr. Dennis mentions in his Affidavit. Although no official identification has been made,
several witnesses have identified "Nurse X" as 1st Lt. Adeline "Eileen" Fanton.)
"AFFIDAVIT OF GLENN DENNIS
(1) My name is Glenn Dennis
(2) My address is: XXXXXXXXXX
(3) I am ( ) employed as: __________________________________ ( ) retired,
(4) In July 1947, I was a mortician, working for the Ballard Funeral Home in Roswell, which
had a contract to provide mortuary services for the Roswell Army Air Field. One afternoon,
around 1:15 or 1:30, I received a call from the base mortuary officer who asked what was the
smallest size hermetically sealed casket that we had in stock. He said, "We need to know
this in case something comes up in the future." He asked how long it would take to get one,
and I assured him I could get one for him the following day. He said he would call back if
they needed one.
(5) About 45 minutes to an hour later, he called back and asked me to describe the
preparation for bodies that had been lying out on the desert for a period of time. Before I could answer, he said he specifically wanted to know what effect the preparation procedures
would have on the body's chemical compounds, blood and tissues. I explained that our
chemicals were mainly strong solutions of formaldehyde and water, and that the procedure
would probably alter the body's chemical composition. I offered to come out to the base to
assist with any problem he might have, but he reiterated that the information was for future
use. I suggested that if he had such a situation that I would try to freeze the body in dry ice
for storage and transportation.
(6) Approximately a hour or an hour and 15 minutes later, I got a call to transport a
serviceman who had a laceration on his head and perhaps a fractured nose. I gave him first
aid and drove him out to the base. I got there around 5:00 PM.
(7) Although I was a civilian, I usually had free access on the base because they knew me.
I drove the ambulance around to the back of the base infirmary and parked it next to another
ambulance. The door was open and inside I saw some wreckage. There were several
pieces which looked like the bottom of a canoe, about three feet in length. It resembled
stainless steel with a purple hue, as if it had been exposed to high temperature. There was
some strange-looking writing on the material resembling Egyptian hieroglyphics. Also there
were two MPs present.
(8) I checked the airman in and went to the staff lounge to have a Coke. I intended to look
for a nurse, a 2nd Lieutenant, who had been commissioned about three months earlier right
out of college. She was 23 years of age at the time (I was 22). I saw her coming out of one
of the examining rooms with a cloth over her mouth. She said, "My gosh, get out of here or
you're going to be in a lot of trouble." She went into another door where a Captain stood.
He asked me who I was and what I was doing here. I told him, and he instructed me to stay
there. I said, "It looks like you've got a crash; would you like me to get ready?" He told me
to stay right there. Then two MPs came up and began to escort me out of the infirmary.
They said they had orders to follow me out to the funeral home.
(9) We got about 10 or 15 feet when I heard a voice say, "We're not through with that SOB.
Bring him back." There was another Captain, a redhead with the meanest-looking eyes I
had ever seen, who said, "You did not see anything, there was no crash here, and if you say
anything you could get into a lot of trouble." I said, "Hey look mister, I'm a civilian and you
can't do a damn thing to me." He said, "Yes we can; somebody will be picking your bones
out of the sand." There was a black Sergeant with a pad in his hand who said, "He would
make good dog food for our dogs." The Captain said, "Get the SOB out." The MPs followed
me back to the funeral home.
(10) The next day, I tried to call the nurse to see what was going on. About 11:00 AM, she
called the funeral home and said, "I need to talk to you." We agreed to meet at the officers
club. She was very upset. She said, "Before I talk to you, you have to give me a sacred
oath that you will never mention my name, because I could get into a lot of trouble." I
agreed.
(11) She said she had gone to get supplies in a room where two doctors were performing a
prelimary autopsy. The doctors said they needed her to take notes during the procedure.
She said she had never smelled anything so horrible in her life, and the sight was the most
gruesome she had ever seen. She said, "This was something no one has ever seen." As
she spoke, I was concerned that she might go into shock.
(12) She drew me a diagram of the bodies, including an arm with a hand that had only four
fingers; the doctors noted that on the end of the fingers were little pads resembling suction
cups. She said the head was disproportionately large for the body; the eyes were deeply
set; the skulls were flexible; the nose was concave with only two orifices; the mouth was a
fine slit, and the doctors said there was heavy cartilage instead of teeth. The ears were only
small orifices with flaps. They had no hair, and the skin was black--perhaps due to exposure
in the sun. She gave me the drawings.
(13) There were three bodies; two were very mangled and dismembered, as if destroyed by
predators; one was fairly intact. They were three-and-a-half to four feet tall. She told me the
doctors said: "This isn't anything we've ever see before; there's nothing in the medical
textbooks like this." She said she and the doctors became ill. They had to turn off the air
conditioning and were afraid the smell would go through the hospital. They had to move the
operation to an airplane hangar.
(14) I drove her back to the officers' barracks. The next day I called the hospital to see how
she was, and they said she wasn't available. I tried to get her for several days, and finally
got one of the nurses who said the Lieutenant had been transferred out with some other
personnel. About 10 days to two weeks later, I got a letter from her with an APO number.
She indicated we could discuss the incident by letter in the future. I wrote back to her and
about two weeks later the letter came back marked "Return to Sender--DECEASED." Later,
one of the nurses at the base said the rumor was that she and five other nurses had been on
a training mission and had been killed in a plane crash.
(15) Sheriff George Wilcox and my father were very close friends. The Sheriff went to my
folks' house the morning after the events at the base and said to my father, "I don't know
what kind of trouble Glenn's in, but you tell your son that he doesn't know anything and
hasn't seen anything at the base." He added, "They want you and your wife's name, and
they want your and your children's addresses." My father immediately drove to the funeral
home and asked me what kind of trouble I was in. He related the conversation with Sheriff
Wilcox, and so I told him about the events of the previous day. He is the only person to
whom I have told this story until recently.
(16) I had filed away the sketches the nurse gave me that day. Recently, at the request of a
researcher, I tried to locate my personal files at the funeral home, but they had all been
destroyed.
(17) I have not been paid or given anything of value to make this statement, which is the
truth to the best of my recollection.
Signed: Glenn Dennis
Date: 8-7-91"
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