JFK Assassination Mystery Solved

[Snarl]

True or just another trick of the CIA..? You decide.
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Parting from his usual amenable relationship with his commanders, Robert decided to take
matters into his own hands.

On the 20th of November 1963, Vinson flew to Washington D.C from Colorado Springs and met with a Colonel Chapman in a basement office of the Capitol Building to sort out his deferred upgrade in rank.

Right about here is where it became unbelievably far-fetched. 

[BIAD]

(Continued from previous post)

The days rolled on for Robert G. Vinson and the congruence he'd taken with his wife Roberta slowly faded into the
background of their everyday lives. Lee Harvey Oswald was killed at the hands of Jack Ruby only a day after the
easy-going Sergeant from Colorado Springs had recognised him on TV as one of the guys picked up in Dallas.

For a couple of years before, excavation had been going on at Cheyenne Mountain in order to move NORAD from
Ent Air Force Base to an underground facility and Generals Lee and Laurence S. Kuter had simultaneously set off
symbolic dynamite charges back in 61' to get the ball rolling. Robert's time became busy with this long transition
and the whole episode of a weird couple of days of being bounced about the country was never brought up with his
fellow servicemen.
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Sergeant Vinson became Technical Sergeant in the Spring of 1964 and it could be said Robert's trek to Washington
DC did have a positive aspect to it, even though it involved an unscheduled trip to Dallas and Roswell, New Mexico.
Meanwhile, Roberta Vinson noticed her neighbours were looking at her strangely and when she enquired about the
furtive glances, a close friend told her men from the FBI had been around and asking questions about the military
man and his wife. 'What kind of people were the Vinsons and what did they talk about?'

This puzzling situation came home to Robert when he recalled his act of writing down his name and serial number
to the helpful airman at the Andrews check-in counter on the morning of November 22nd of the previous year. Was
his strange detour to Dallas relevant to what had been asked by the FBI..? Who the hell was on that C-54 with him?

Not long after, Robert was ordered by his Commanding Officer to sign a new secrecy agreement. Roberta was also
asked to fill out a personal history statement and sign a secrecy agreement, the first time she was ever required to
do so as an Air Force wife. It could be suggested that with the upgrading of NORAD's position on the world stage
that security would also be elevated, often small-time suspicion is the fallout of mere pragmatism from a greater
faction striving for higher goals.

On November 25, 1964, Robert received orders to go to Washington DC and report to a telephone number -for what
his superior said was “in conjunction with a Special Project.” Duplicating his actions of that day before President
Kennedy's assassination, Vinson did as ordered and flew to the capital. His confusion on why he had to travel to DC
-when whoever had wished to speak to him via telephone could be performed at his home in Colorado Springs, was
resolved when he phoned the number given to him from his Commanding Officer back at Ent Air Force Base.

It was Langley, Virginia and those who wished to chat with him were the Central Intelligence Agency.
Five days would pass at the facility and Robert Vinson was put through a series of psychological and physical tests
for reasons that he could never fathom. Why him...? What had he done to merit such interest? It was only after this
gruelling ordeal did the newly-positioned Technical Sergeant discover the answer when finding himself sitting in a
dark conference room being interviewed by a semi-circle of shadow-shrouded men.
They wanted Robert Vinson to work for them.
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Of course, he refused and good-naturedly explained that all he wanted to do was eventually retire from the Air Force
and take a job in Colorado Springs. But the CIA doesn't give up that quickly and pressed him further on how all the
testing they'd put Robert through proved he was a valuable asset to his nation. Even with lucrative inducements to
entice his commitment, Vinson held out and again he rebuffed their strong request. Finally, thanking him for his time,
Robert was allowed to leave the Langley facility and return to his little life in Colorado Springs.
But as said... the CIA doesn't take a 'Thanks-But-No-Thanks' easily.

Three months passed before Technical Sergeant Vinson was again ordered to report to a telephone number for the CIA.
However, this time he would have to travel to Las Vegas, Nevada and this time there was no gentle coercion to join the
agency's ranks. He was told to work for them.

The Air Force were also involved in reassigning Robert to a top-secret CIA/Lockheed project, a revolutionary spy plane
called the Blackbird SR 71 being kept at a secluded air base hidden forty miles northwest of Las Vegas. It was 1964
and the embarrassment of the Francis Gary Powers debacle of four years ago was still on the minds of those back
in the Pentagon.

The earlier version -the Lockheed A-12 'Archangel' had been running since 62' and now just like Robert Vinson's prior
position as a Sergeant. it too needed an upgrade. However, this time anyone seeing the CIA's new design would to
view it through an entirely different lens, a lens that someone from Colorado Springs could help them with.

Out there on a remote salt flat surrounded by the Nellis Mountains, secret projects were underway to maintain the
United State's grip on keeping the world safe and Robert had been ordered to step up to the plate. Later it would be
revealed that this CIA testing location would become labelled 'Site 51'.
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Robert Vinson's world had changed -to say the least. From an afflable Officer in the U.S. Air Force, he had been hurtled
into a place where experimental aircraft shaped like saucers were being constructed to create a public perception that
little green men were responsible for the strange shapes in the sky. As the Mach three SR-71 Blackbird went about its
high altitude business of covert reconnaissance, the CIA worked tirelessly with Hollywood and the media to convince
the world that aliens were here.

Deceit became the standard currency that Robert had to understand and he and Roberta were only too-happy to see
the approaching retirement from his eighteen-month enlistment as an Administrative Supervisor for Site 51's supply
of the SR-71/Blackbird spy plane project. October 1966 wasn't far away and if he kept his head down and functioned
as requested, they'd be out... they'd be free of this high-income, yet highly restrained job in the desert.

Armed with the notion that he'd soon be out of this fruitful secretive position with the CIA, Robert and his wife would
occasionally quietly discuss whether this job had been acquired because of his general acumen of being a likeable
fairly-low-classed positioned officer in NORAD or was it some-type of 'pay-off' for not revealing information about a
strange journey to the Trinity Flood Plain close to the Oak Cliff section of Dallas.

Could it be that simple...? The five silent men riding on that unmarked C-54 to Dallas had never even acknowledged
Robert was on the plane, never mind given any clue to what they'd been up to on that eventful Friday. True, it was
obvious to the Vinsons that the CIA would be keeping both of them under close observation, whilst paying Robert
extremely well via monthly cash payments as a bonus to his Air Force salary. But did his accidental and truncated
hitch back to Denver warrant such attention?

While Robert Vinson was working at Site 51, he saw a C-54 like the one that had gave him an unrequested trip
to Dallas and Roswell. On its tail was the same rust-brown graphic of an egg-shaped earth, crossed by white grid
marks, that he had seen on the craft he boarded at Andrews Air Force Base. One day, he asked a Sergeant at Site
51 what the emblem signified, he was told it meant CIA.
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The world turned and out of fear for his life and concern for his military retirement benefits, Robert maintained his
silence during the twenty years he later worked in Wichita, Kansas as an accountant and as an administrative
assistant and supervisor in the Wichita Public Works Department.

In 1976 when he asked a lawyer friend in Wichita if he should reveal what he had witnessed on November 1963
and about his time out in Nevada. His sage associate advised him “Don’t tell a soul. For your own safety” and so
he unknowingly waited for 1992.

Congress passed the JFK Records Act in 1992 and mandating the disclosure of government records on President
Kennedy's assassination. As said in the previous posting, Robert Vinson discussed his situation with Representative
Dan Glickman of Wichita and was relieved to be informed that the law freed him from his CIA secrecy agreement
when it came to assassination information.

The independent federal agency called the Assassination Records Review Board never requested Vinson's testimony
and so this story dissolves under the heading of a well-received Channel 10 News segment in 1993 and a paperback
describing Robert’s experience in detail published in 2003.
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So was Robert Vinson an unwitting piece in the jigsaw of what happened in Dealey Plaza back in 1963 or could he
have witnessed two men escaping the area where Officer Tippet had just been gunned down on East 10th Street in
the Oak Cliff district of Dallas?

Or were the CIA up to their usual tricks on the US mainland again?