JUNE 10th 1954_My name is Steve Wellingham and I'm 12 years old.
I'm recording these events incase one day the military takes me away.
This way Dad you will know what really happened to me.

Tonight I saw lights I had never seen before by the railroad
tracks on my way home from Johnny's. I heard some rumors at
school about construction and something more.

P.S. Thank you Dad for letting me borrow the type writer.