I am the son of Major Jesse Marcel. who was the intelligence officer for the 509th Composite Bomb Group based out Roswell Army Air Field in 1947. The 509th you may remember was the squadren who ended the war with the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. My dad's credentials are impressive in that during the course of his career in that he not only was one of the few officers selected for the 509th but he also went to radar school and was a staff member of the Air Force Intelligence school. I myself followed a career in medicine and in the military finally retiring as an army Colonel in Dec. of 2005 after a 13 month deployment to Iraq as a flight surgeon.
My story began in the wee hours of morning in early July 1947 when I was awakened by my dad who was returning from an assignment to collect debris of unknown origin from a ranch out off Roswell. Apparently a rancher by the name of Mac Brazil notified a local sheriff about the downing of some sort of aircraft on his land who in turn then contacted Col. Blanchard who commanded the air base. Col. Blanchard sent my dad and another gentleman to the ranch to ascertain the nature of the craft and gather portions for for further study. As it turns out our house in Roswell was on the way to the base and since this had not yet been classified my dad stopped by to show myself and my mother what was found. Needless to say my dad was quite excited over the material and he said in so many words this was debris from a flying saucer. The material was indeed strange with a foil component as well as small beams with a peculiar writing on one surface. There were no electronic components such as batteries, vacuum tubes or wiring. My dad and I gathered the material up and he brought it to the base for Col Blanchards inspection. He was then ordered to fly the material in a B-29 under armed guard to Gen'l Ramey' office at the Ft. Worth Army Air field. That is where the cover up began and the rest is history.