High Strangeness: Little Green Men -- Part I

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Little Green Men -- Part I

Well, here goes... I've got the go-ahead to post some of the edited portions of the book here in my blog. Most requests were for the chapter dealing with the Kelly-Hopkinsville, Kentucky, "little green men" invasion, so that's where we'll start off.

Think of this as "Masterpiece Theater: UFO."  I'm wearing a smoking jacket and sitting in an armchair before a fire. I flip open the cover of my book and begin reading...

"Little Green Men"

Of course there were people inside the saucers.
Of course they were just as curious about us as we were about them. Of course they would want to come calling.
That’s what the Sutton family of Kelly, Kentucky discovered on the night of August 21, 1955. The whole family was together for the first time in months and everyone was enjoying a Sunday evening visit centered around a home cooked dinner and a big game of cards afterwards. There was nothing else to do on a stifling August night but keep one’s activity to a minimum and keep bringing cool drinking water in from the well.
Elmer “Lucky” Sutton, 25, had taken some time off from his job working for a traveling carnival, and he had brought his 29 year-old wife, Vera, home along with his best friend and co-worker Billy Ray Taylor, 21, and Taylor’s wife June, 18. Elmer had emancipated himself from the farm when he was 15, to escape a violent father whom Elmer’s daughter Geraldine Sutton Stith described as “the devil incarnate.” He had joined the carnival shortly after leaving home, and a run of good fortune thereafter bestowed upon him the nickname “Lucky,” which he then had tattooed across his fist, one letter per finger.
Also in the house that night were Lucky’s younger brother J. C., who ran the farm, J. C.’s wife Alene, and Lucky’s and J. C.’s step-siblings Lonnie, 12, Charlton, 10, and Mary, 7. Alene Sutton’s big brother O. P. Baker, a frequent houseguest of the Suttons’, was also present. As always, the evening’s meal and entertainment were presided over by the family matriarch, 50 year-old, twice-widowed Glennie Lankford, who rented the farm and ruled the roost. “She was a very religious woman,” recalled granddaughter Stith. “Miss Glennie didn’t believe in drinking or smoking or any of the bad things you could do to your body. If you got caught in a lie, you might as well get ready for the wrath of momma and her God.” [1] Despite her strict rules and harsh demeanor, Miss Glennie was a generous soul who, up until that night at least, always welcomed unexpected company.

Lucky’s young friend Billy Ray was known to be a merry prankster, which was undoubtedly an asset for carnival work but didn’t always play well away from the midway. So when he ran back from the well at 7:30 talking a mile a minute about the strange glowing object that had just landed in the gully behind the house, his story was met with eye rolls and laughter.  
According to interviews conducted by investigator Isabel Davis, Billy Ray described a silvery object, “real bright, with an exhaust all the colors of the rainbow” [2] that approached the house from the southwest, 30 or 40 feet above the ground. A newspaper report the next day described the flying object as being “the size of a #2 wash tub” and “egg shaped.”[3]
 “It continued down the fields on a horizontal course; then it slowed down, came to a stop in the air, and dropped straight to the ground, seeming to disappear into the 40-foot gully at the end of the fields.”[4]
Billy Ray’s excited account didn’t convince anyone, not even his wife. He persisted, claiming that Lucky’s dog had run under the porch with its tail between its legs, “like something was after it.”[5] But Lucky, for whom it was a full-time job keeping Billy Ray’s feet planted on solid ground, didn’t appreciate wild tales so close to the youngsters’ bedtimes, and neither he nor Miss Glennie would allow Billy Ray to speak of it again. “If my dad wasn’t going to take him seriously, then nobody else was going to take him seriously,” Sutton Stith said.
There must have been some small measure of satisfaction for Billy Ray, then, when the family dog started to raise a ruckus under the porch 30 minutes later, but the satisfaction didn’t last more than a few moments.
Lucky got up to see what the dog was barking at, and Billy Ray, seeing a chance for vindication, rushed out the door with him. Billy Ray led Lucky to the well, waving his hands about to show his friend exactly where the glowing object had crossed the sky and landed behind the house, but there was nothing out of the ordinary to see. With no evidence to back him up, save for the fact that the dog wouldn’t come out from its hiding place, Billy Ray quieted down a bit, and the two men started back for the house.
But then there was something behind the house, and now Lucky went quiet as well.
The creature that approached them from the gully would have been right at home in Lucky’s and Billy Ray’s carnival; here, walking out of the woods in the twilight, it was a nightmare.

To Be Continued...


[1] “Alien Legacy,” by Geraldine Sutton Stith, 2007, Author House
[2] “Close Encounter at Kelly, and Others of 1955,” by Isabel Davis and Ted Bloecher, 1978, Center for UFO Studies
[3] “Little ‘Flying Tubmen’ ‘Invade’ Town of Kelly,” by Edgar Arnold, Jr., August 22, 1955, Madisonville, Kentucky, Messenger
[4] Davis and Bloecher, op.cit.
[5] Sutton Stith, op.cit.


Vampyre_Girl said...

Are any of these folks alive today? Just curious.

Mark UFO'Connell said...

Some of the younger ones may still be with us, but most of the family grew tired of the ridicule and have maintained low profiles. I was lucky enough to interview Lucky Sutton's daughter Geraldine, but she wasn't born until about 8 years after the incident. If I get a chance I'll look over my interview notes; it's possible that she talked about some of her aunts and uncles being alive and I'm just not remembering.