ce of
the target on the radar-scope. Many times a weather target will be a
fuzzy and indistinct spot on the scope while a real target, an
airplane for example, will be bright and sharp. This question of
whether a target looked real is the cause of the majority of the
arguments about radar-detected UFO's because it is up to the judgment
of the radar operator as to what the target looked like. And whenever
human judgment is involved in a decision, there is plenty of room for
an argument.

All during the early summer of 1951 Lieutenant Cummings "fought the
syndicate" trying to make the UFO respectable. All the time I was
continuing to get my indoctrination. Then one day with the speed of a
shotgun wedding, the long-overdue respectability arrived. The date
was September 12, 1951, and the exact time was 3:04P.M.

On this date and time a teletype machine at Wright-Patterson AFB
began to chatter out a message. Thirty-six inches of paper rolled out
of the machine before the operator ripped off the copy, stamped it
Operational Immediate, and gave it to a special messenger to deliver
to ATIC. Lieutenant Cummings got the message. The report was from the
Army Signal Corps radar center at Fort Monmouth, New Jersey, and it
was red-hot.

The incident had started two days before, on September 10, at
11:10A.M., when a student operator was giving a demonstration to a
group of visiting brass at the radar school. He demonstrated the set
under manual operation for a while, picking up local air traffic,
then he announced that he would demonstrate automatic tracking, in
which the set is put on a target and follows it without help from the
operator. The set could track objects flying at jet speeds.

The operator spotted an object about 12,000 yards southeast of the
station, flying low toward the north. He tried to switch the set to
automatic tracking. He failed, tried again, failed again. He turned
to his audience of VIPs, embarrassed.

"It's going too fast for the set," he said. "That means it's going
faster than a jet!"

A lot of very important eyebrows lifted. What flies faster than a jet?

The object was in range for three minutes and the operator kept
trying, without success, to get into automatic track. The target
finally went off the scope, leaving the red-faced operator talking to
himself. The radar technicians at Fort Monmouth had checked the
weather--there wasn't the slightest indication of an inversion layer.

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