UNCLE SCROOGE: FAULTY FORTUNE


ISSUE #14, JUNE 1956



UNCLE SCROOGE FINDS A DEED TO ONE SQUARE INCH OF LAND IN A BOX OF CEREAL AND
HE AND DONALD AND HIS THREE NEPHEWS, HUEY, DEWEY, AND LOUIE GO IN SEARCH OF IT












Originally I was not a man of the east, nor as a young boy was I seeped in things of the east. Although I was taken to India at an early age I was born in America and, even though I was in India long enough to miss many months of school, I was still otherwise, raised in America as an American boy pure and simple, hence my early childhood is tinged with reminisces and things from that background. From that, throughout my texts and associated footnotes and links I bring up and present constant references to any number of comic books, comic book super heroes, cowboy-western movie stars, Tarzan, ray guns, and other memorabilia and stories from the era such as the deed come ownership of one square inch of land as provided through the Klondike Big Inch Land Company --- and I have done so primarily because of the almost multi-tentacle-like outreach and connections to all those areas associated by me through an almost fanatical childhood fascination with Captain Midnight Code-O-Graphs, especially so the 1942-1945 Photo-Matic version that figured so prominently throughout my life --- that inturn, as an adult, led directly to the ancient hidden hermitage high in the mountains of the Himalayas known as Shambala and sometimes Shangri-la. See:


COWBOY CODE OF THE WEST


THE CODE MAKER, THE ZEN MAKER
SHANGRI-LA, SHAMBHALA, GYANGANJ, BUDDHISM AND ZEN

KLONDIKE BIG INCH LAND COMPANY



Another box top offer that ended up super-important in my life as a kid was also a Quaker cereal premium offer called Capt. Sparks Airplane Pilot Training Cockpit. Although I didn't have one myself the girl next door, who used to babysit my brothers and me, had one and I played with it all the time, so much so it was almost as though it was mine. The Pilot Training Cockpit offer played a huge role in my later adult life by justly confirming what I could or could not remember from my early childhood.




One night a couple of months into World War II while I was still a very young boy, during the early morning hours of the latter part of February 1942, a giant airborne object of an unknown nature came in off the Pacific Ocean flying over the Los Angeles area for several hours causing a basin-wide blackout. After taking over a thousand hits by anti-aircraft fire it simply disappeared back out over the ocean seemingly unharmed. I clearly saw the object that night along with my family and neighbors as it flew at a very low altitude directly over my house and I have written about it as such as found in The Battle of Los Angeles: 1942 UFO.

One of the major historians of the battle C. Scott Littleton, even though he cites what I have to say extensively in his works (usually uncredited) he almost always adds that his source (me) as being too young to remember what I reported as well as sometimes using the word "shaky" as to what I reported. To counteract his thoughts on the subject I have presented throughout my works a whole series of things I remember from the era, of which one is the following:


"I remember a lot of things, up to and well before that period of time in my life. For example, my mother nursing my brother who was three years younger than me. Seeing barrage balloons floating in the sky tethered to the ground over the shipyards in Terminal Island where my father worked. Because metal was not available for toys during wartime, the life size cardboard toy fighter plane-type cockpit --- colored on one side with dials and windshield and printed only in black and white on the backside --- with a movable square cardboard joystick that the girl next door had."





HOW HE BECAME A MOUNTIE




OR RETURN TO:

THE ROSWELL RAY GUN


ROSWELL: TRUTHS BEHIND THE VEIL


UNCLE SCROOGE: LOST SHIP IN THE DESERT




E-MAIL
THE WANDERLING

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As to the subject of donations, for those who may be so interested as it applies to the gratefulness of my works, I invariably suggest any funds be directed toward THE WOUNDED WARRIOR PROJECT and/or THE AMERICAN RED CROSS.